Chapter 242

Fujiwara Chika walked in front, blinking her swollen eyelids.

That detestable Fujiwara Moeha, for picking up Kitakami Yoru and bringing him home, causing her sister to lose her first kiss and so on...

"Sister, Kitakami-senpai..."

Fujiwara Moeha stood up and hurried over to greet them.

"Moeha, thank you for bringing me back. I guess I was sleeping too soundly, haha."

Kitakami Yoru rubbed the back of his head and laughed.

Fujiwara Chika gave Fujiwara Moeha a warning look and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

If she had called him "brother-in-law," Moeha would definitely be dead!

"You're welcome."

Fujiwara Moeha waved her hand, retreated to the side, and secretly laughed while observing Fujiwara Chika.

"Why hasn't my sister’s walking posture changed? Is it not..."

"Or is it..."

Watching Fujiwara Chika and Kitakami Yoru leave the house, Fujiwara Moeha’s expression changed dramatically!

"This place, I have a bit of an impression of it."

"No wonder I could meet you at the park."

Kitakami Yoru came out and saw the scattered high-rise buildings in the distance, recognizing the location.

Isn't this Shibuya!

Located between Shibuya Station and Ebisu Station, it belonged to the Shibuya area and was equally prosperous.

With the park he often went to for exercise during summer vacation as the center, Kitakami Yoru’s house was at the two o'clock direction to the northeast, while Fujiwara Chika’s was at the eleven o'clock direction to the northwest.

"It's not far from your house either."

Fujiwara Chika sent Kitakami Yoru off, and at this moment, she felt a bit reluctant.

It would be best if there were a goodbye kiss or something.

There was no help for it; now her mind was full of Kitakami Yoru. She tried her best to forget, but he was right there beside her.

After exiting the courtyard gate, a turn fifty meters away led to the street.

"See you next week, Fujiwara-san."

Kitakami Yoru waved with a smile.

"Call me Chika, and I'll call you Kitakami-kun, is that okay?"

Fujiwara Chika nodded hesitantly, nodding twice before stopping.

"That's fine, Chika."

Kitakami Yoru knew Fujiwara Chika was shy.

After all, she slept with him for a night...

He was just as shy at this moment.

"See you later."

Waving her small hand, Fujiwara Chika didn't wait for Kitakami Yoru’s response and turned to run away.

"Sigh... I won't drink alcohol anymore."

Kitakami Yoru sighed in distress, his head aching.

Running back home, Fujiwara Moeha greeted him with surprise.

"Sister, you dressed so beautifully, why didn't you take the chance to go on a date with brother-in-law, and came back instead?!"

"Kitakami-kun needs to rest. If you talk nonsense again, I'll tear your mouth apart!"

Fujiwara Chika responded coldly, and after speaking, she rushed back to her room.

Locking the door.

She threw herself back onto the bed, completely transformed into a different person, twisting on the bed like a maggot.

Covering her flushed cheeks with both hands, she couldn't help but giggle softly, unable to stop.

A while later, she knelt on the bed with her head buried deep, her bottom stuck high in the air, the smile on her lips distorting her face.

"Ahhhhhhh..."

"Kitakami-kun... sss-ha... Kitakami-kun... sss-ha..."

"I like him so much... hehe... like, like, I like him so much..."

It was clearly just being kissed, touched, and rubbed, and not even that much.

If it had gone deeper, wouldn't she be madly in love with Kitakami Yoru, obeying his every word...

Kitakami Yoru sneezed several times in a row while taking the train home.

The moment he opened the door, San-San couldn't wait to run over to welcome him home.

Cats can endure extreme conditions without eating or drinking for a few days.

Having missed only two meals, it wasn't a big problem.

After playing with San-San for a while, Kitakami Yoru added cat food and water, wanting to take a shower.

It was also very strange.

Sweating from alcohol and sleeping for a night, there was no sticky feeling on his body at all.

That shouldn't be...

22: Discovery of evidence of an overnight stay

Kitakami Yoru entered the shower room and turned on the bathroom heater.

He washed his face and brushed his teeth.

Suffering from a hangover, he had no appetite for food, so he warmed a cup of milk, threw a piece of chocolate into it, and ate some fruit, which counted as lunch.

On the sofa.

San-San devoured the cat food, affectionately came to lie on Kitakami Yoru’s legs, licked its fur, and meowed from time to time.

"I really envy you, so carefree."

Kitakami Yoru stuffed a strawberry into his mouth and plugged the charger into his phone.

After charging for a bit, he couldn't resist opening his phone.

Fujiwara Chika had called him a minute ago, and he hadn't answered.

"Slept for a night, nothing should have happened, right?"

Choosing not to return the call, Kitakami Yoru replied with a message on LINE.

He always had a feeling that when he was sleeping last night, he hadn't been well-behaved.

In addition, Kitagawa Marin had sent him two greeting messages at seven and nine in the morning.

Kitakami Yoru politely typed a reply.

"I just saw this now, my phone was out of battery, sorry."

The message was sent.

Inside the room filled with posters of 2D beautiful girls and decorated in an ACG culture style.

Kitagawa Marin was rushing to finish her homework at her desk; she liked to finish the things she didn't like doing first, so she could relax and have fun properly later.

"Ding-dong..."

The phone placed next to the figure suddenly rang.

The phone screen lit up, and Kitagawa Marin took a look; Kitakami Yoru had replied to her message!

Having sent two greetings in a row this morning without receiving a reply, this outstanding-looking, hot-bodied blonde beauty felt...

A strange feeling of being unsettled.

"I'll wait a while before replying."

Suppressing the impulse in her heart, and also having a bit of a thought to get back at him, Kitagawa Marin continued to finish her homework.

"And Sakurajima-senpai..."

Kitakami Yoru replied to this side and then sent a message to Sakurajima Mai.

Bored, he started scrolling through the news, scratched his arm, and took off his top.

Then, he took off his pants as well and threw them on the sofa.

Standing straight, he looked down and examined his own physique.

"I'll start working hard on exercise tomorrow; I'll rest well today."