[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-heroines-all-regret-it":3,"chapter-the-heroines-all-regret-it-the-heroines-all-regret-it-chapter-244":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Heroines All Regret It Too Late!",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},2022329,3049,"Chapter 244","the-heroines-all-regret-it-chapter-244",244,"\u003Cp>It hurt herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Her small hands hurriedly rummaged through Kitakami Yoru’s clothes and pants; Aoyama Nanami checked carefully, her breathing almost frozen.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>After a few moments, her hope was directly shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>She saw hair stuck on them again, on the pants, one or even two strands!\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>It didn't even need comparison to distinguish that the source of the three strands of hair was the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"Kitakami-kun spent the night with someone else last night...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"No, no, no... it’s also possible he went on a date this morning, and the other person hugged him affectionately, getting the hair stuck.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Aoyama Nanami grabbed at the last straw in disbelief, her expression like a patient feeling unwell and highly suspecting a cancer tumor, waiting for the biopsy result for the final confirmation.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>99% of her heart was deceiving her poor self.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"Yukishita Yukino?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Throwing the clothes back to their original place, Aoyama Nanami pinched a strand of hair with her index finger and thumb, and Yukishita Yukino’s beautiful voice and appearance flashed through her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>A thick sense of powerlessness and inferiority surged in her heart; Aoyama Nanami stared blankly at the hair, suddenly realizing.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>This isn't right?\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Yukishita Yukino’s hair isn't this short?!\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Realizing this, Aoyama Nanami hurriedly grabbed Kitakami Yoru’s clothes, took off the three strands of hair, and stretched them out for comparison.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>The basic length was consistent, with no error.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"The hair isn't Yukishita Yukino’s?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>After comparing, Aoyama Nanami felt slightly relieved at first.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>But then she didn't know what she was relieved about, or what she should do.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"Clothes...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Mumbling a word, she swallowed her saliva and held Kitakami Yoru’s clothes to the tip of her nose.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>A rich fragrance rushed toward her...\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Aoyama Nanami’s hands were shaking...\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>So fragrant...\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>She couldn't deceive herself anymore; he had indeed spent the night with a girl.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>A hug couldn't leave such a fragrant scent.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"But the person isn't Yukishita Yukino?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Aoyama Nanami, surprised, covered her chest, her teeth lightly biting her fragrant lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"Click—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>At this moment, Kitakami Yoru, draped in a large bath towel, pushed the door open to greet her: \"Nanami, wait a moment.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"I... Kitakami-kun...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Aoyama Nanami froze for half a beat, immediately turned her head to see Kitakami Yoru smiling at her, and walked quickly back to the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"I should just leave.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Picking up the printed paper on the ground, Aoyama Nanami wanted to leave in a panic, but her whole body had no strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Before a few minutes had passed, Kitakami Yoru had dressed and walked out hurriedly, forcing Aoyama Nanami to stay and try hard to disguise her expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"San-San, you're rolling on my clothes, aren't you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Kitakami Yoru glanced at Aoyama Nanami, grabbed San-San by the scruff of its neck in complaint, and took it off his dirty clothes.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Subsequently, he sat down next to Aoyama Nanami and turned his head to look: \"Nanami, tell me, what do you need help with?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"Er... I... hmm... ah ah...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Aoyama Nanami turned her head, facing Kitakami Yoru with half her body, stuttering and unable to respond immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>She was afraid that Kitakami Yoru would discover her own abnormality.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>She gritted her teeth, reached out, threw the printed paper at Kitakami Yoru, and said with a trembling tone: \"Help... help me... with this...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"Nanami, you're so strange?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"Why aren't you looking at me? And you're shaking while talking...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Kitakami Yoru frowned slightly, didn't take it, but instead asked suspiciously.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"Help... help me...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Aoyama Nanami was so scared that tears were about to fall; she could only repeat this sentence.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"What?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Kitakami Yoru’s frown deepened, and he glanced at the printed paper.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Two copies, with text neatly printed between the lines.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Upside down, Kitakami Yoru couldn't make it out either...\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"Nanami?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Asking one last time, Kitakami Yoru’s gaze slid down from the top of Aoyama Nanami’s head and lingered for a second on her delicate, pink little ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Continuing downward, it landed on a pair of cute little white-socked feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Nanami rarely wears white socks...\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Mumbling a word, Kitakami Yoru stood up, and the sofa bounced.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Aoyama Nanami felt Kitakami Yoru’s movement and hurriedly reached out to cover her face to block him from seeing.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>She didn't know, in short, she didn't know.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>The shy girl had no idea what to do, nor did she know why she had reacted this way.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"Eh, Nanami, you... did something happen?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Kitakami Yoru’s bent legs slowly lowered, and he said in a reproachful tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>What on earth is wrong with this Aoyama Nanami?\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Not talking, not looking at him, not letting him look.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"Sigh...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Sighing, Kitakami Yoru’s gaze landed on Aoyama Nanami’s little ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>The only part exposed, easy to reach out and tug.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Kitakami Yoru slowly reached out, and just as he was about to touch them.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>He stopped and spoke again: \"Nanami, if you don't talk, I'm going to tug your ears...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>One second... two seconds...\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>As the three-second countdown fell, Kitakami Yoru’s fingers tugged on Aoyama Nanami’s ears, pulling them with appropriate force.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>If he were willing to give Aoyama Nanami a few minutes, he would definitely receive a response...\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>In a mere three seconds, demanding a timely response from a girl in this state was completely impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Kitakami Yoru, of course, wouldn't hurt Aoyama Nanami; after tugging a few times, he changed to a tickling method and moved closer:\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"Nanami, if you don't talk or turn around, I'm going to tickle you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>The scene shifts to the other side.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Having her sensitive dead spot suddenly attacked and played with by the person she liked was something Aoyama Nanami had absolutely not expected...\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Just from these few touches, she already had a strange feeling.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Yet she had no way to open her mouth and tell Kitakami Yoru.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>The moment his fingers touched her ears, she had cried out, but she had tightly blocked her mouth, not letting Kitakami Yoru hear.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"No... I can't... hold it in...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>23: It's all plain water, don't lick it\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Having her sensitive dead spot held in the hands of the person she liked, being lightly stroked and played with at will.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Aoyama Nanami had long since thrown all the wild thoughts in her heart to the nine heavens.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>What Kitakami Yoru seeing someone else, Yukishita Yukino’s hair...\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>None of it mattered anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>At the moment, she was more afraid of her body’s strange reaction, losing face, and letting Kitakami Yoru discover it!\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>\"Nanami, why are you like this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>Kitakami Yoru asked while his fingers lightly brushed across Aoyama Nanami’s small, delicate earlobes.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>From time to time, he would suddenly increase the force, scraping with his fingernails to stimulate Aoyama Nanami’s reaction.\u003C\u002Fp>",1114,"2026-06-15T20:06:38.480Z","2026-06-17T08:45:50.198Z",1,"Gemini 3.1 Flash Lite","0c783ba7fe131887de2bb5a130b76585b0c31ca5c2b19e36ad87c9c924128ea3","the-heroines-all-regret-it-chapter-245","the-heroines-all-regret-it-chapter-243",335,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-heroines-all-regret-it-cover.jpg"]