Chapter 250

"Dong dong!"

"Clang clang clang—"

First, it was like something heavy being slammed down, followed by irregular hard objects rolling on the floor, making a piercing noise that lasted for a long time.

Have you ever heard the sound of a stainless steel bowl or basin used for eating falling on the floor?

It was very similar.

"So noisy."

Kitakami Yoru covered his ears.

San-San, who was sleeping soundly, couldn't take it and its ears twitched.

Kitakami Yoru rolled out of bed and put on his slippers.

Today was a cloudy day, with a small breeze, and the morning dew hadn't faded yet.

A breeze blew in from the window, and Kitakami Yoru shivered.

After washing up, eating breakfast, and resting for a while, he started exercising.

Currently, Kitakami Yoru had completely slimmed down and planned to start muscle building!

Muscle building requires eating more, eating more high-quality carbohydrates, eating more protein, and reducing fat intake.

Exercising in large quantities, tearing muscle cells, and relying on carbohydrates and protein to recover and increase in size.

Moreover, different people like different parts, and training plans are different.

For example, muscle building doesn't need to be specifically for abdominal muscles.

When the body fat rate is lowered, abdominal muscles also participate in other sports.

Legs must be practiced.

Kitakami Yoru also heard, seeing many fitness bloggers including doctors’ reference suggestions.

Practicing squats, practicing the core muscle groups of the buttocks and legs, can also extend the time...

In a while, Eriri won't be able to call out in misery, right?

"I have a ten-fold effort return bonus; choosing a five-split training is the best effect."

Kitakami Yoru determined the intensity and plan for exercise.

Practicing for about an hour before going to bed every night is the best time.

Too much will damage the body; let alone muscle building and strengthening the body, it would be good if rhabdomyolysis didn't land him in the hospital.

This morning, Kitakami Yoru just familiarized himself with the standard movements and warmed up.

Different parts are trained with different movements.

During the short half-hour, the person upstairs would make a piercing noise from time to time.

He didn't know what they were doing.

"Could it be..."

Kitakami Yoru’s thoughts shifted, and he remembered many horror stories and news.

Things like murder and dismemberment.

"No way?"

Kitakami Yoru, who was doing stretching exercises, stopped instantly, shocked and suspicious.

However, he soon denied this nonsense.

Impossible, too incredible.

"But what on earth is the person upstairs doing?"

"Isn't it too noisy?"

Kitakami Yoru asked himself; he thought his temper was quite good, cultivated from being bullied when he was a disgusting fat otaku before.

Now he was gradually losing patience and tolerance for noise.

Finishing the stretching exercise, Kitakami Yoru wiped the fine sweat off his body with a towel and grabbed San-San when he left.

Going out, he took a deep breath and went upstairs.

Arriving at the door of the neighbor upstairs, he knocked lightly.

Inside the apartment.

Kirisu Mafuyu was wearing thick rubber gloves, frantically muttering to herself, blaming herself for not being able to do anything right.

She wanted to wipe the trophies from her figure skating days, but accidentally pushed over the entire display cabinet.

A dozen or so trophies fell to the floor, making a noisy sound.

After finally lifting the display cabinet and putting away the trophies, she slipped while mopping the floor.

Washing dishes and bowls, she dropped a porcelain bowl, which shattered all over the floor.

"Knock knock knock—"

The apartment door she had just moved into was knocked on by Kitakami Yoru.

Kirisu Mafuyu didn't recognize the knocking sound at first.

Because she had only officially moved in here yesterday afternoon.

"Sumimasen..."

"Is anyone there?"

Kitakami Yoru knocked for the first time, and after a few seconds, there was no response, so he increased the knocking force and shouted at the same time.

Kirisu Mafuyu wasn't familiar with Kitakami Yoru’s voice and couldn't tell that this was her student.

She turned her head suspiciously, looking toward the door.

"Someone?"

Kirisu Mafuyu’s expression was a bit unbelievable.

Except for her sister Kirisu Miharu knowing she had moved here, no one else did.

Hesitating, Kirisu Mafuyu hurriedly picked up the last piece of debris and put it into a double-layered garbage bag.

While taking off her gloves, she walked to open the door.

Kitakami Yoru’s frown furrowed slightly; he really suspected what this neighbor he had never met was doing.

No response?

"Click—"

Just as Kitakami Yoru was thinking this, the locked apartment door opened halfway, and Kirisu Mafuyu poked her head out.

"You...?"

Kitakami Yoru took half a step back and exclaimed.

Surprise was clearly visible on his face.

The person opening the door was actually Kirisu Mafuyu; enemies often cross paths.

The moving workers he saw a while ago, were they moving Kirisu Mafuyu’s furniture?

Kitakami Yoru quickly associated it with the previous matter.

"It's you?"

Kirisu Mafuyu froze for a while and spoke with equal surprise.

"Why did you come to knock on my door? Is something the matter?"

"Nothing, it’s just a bit noisy, I heard a lot of noise."

"I thought it was something else, so it was Kirisu-sensei."

Kitakami Yoru quickly restrained his expression and said flatly.

The skin of his face couldn't be torn yet.

But his hatred for Kirisu Mafuyu couldn't be faked.

Clarifying the matter, Kitakami Yoru left without looking back, not giving the other party a chance to speak.

"Am I very noisy?"

Kirisu Mafuyu closed the door and thought about it seriously.

Returning home, Kitakami Yoru’s complexion was a bit ugly; in short, he wasn't happy.

Kirisu Mafuyu living upstairs from him was dramatic enough.

"Hehe..."

Suddenly, Kitakami Yoru sneered twice, his expression complex.

A good day’s mood was gone.

After taking a shower, Kitakami Yoru reviewed and previewed his homework.

In the afternoon, he received a message from Sakurajima Mai.

"Miss me? At home?"

Kitakami Yoru fed San-San some cat food and water and went out for the appointment.

The key to revenge against Shinomiya Kaguya and Kirisu Mafuyu needed to rely on Sakurajima Mai’s magical abilities!

"This counts as taking advantage of Sakurajima-senpai’s misfortune..."

Kitakami Yoru walked toward the station, calculating in his heart.

Twenty minutes later, he arrived near the tower apartment where Sakurajima Mai lived.

A turn ahead, and it was a few dozen meters away.

"Come down and open the door for me."

Kitakami Yoru sent the message and slowly turned toward the tower.

At this moment.

The tower’s automatic gate separated.

Shinomiya-fujin, Shinomiya Hiyori, wearing a kimono with her gorgeous black hair coiled up, walked in front of her two daughters, exuding a decent sense of luxury.

And vaguely giving people a sense of majesty.

26: The photo Eriri secretly took

"Shinomiya?"

The moment he walked out of the tower apartment, Kitakami Yoru saw the Shinomiya family.

His gaze fell far ahead, first on Shinomiya Hiyori, and then on Shinomiya Kaguya and Shinomiya... (Wait, the text says Yukishita, but the context implies the Shinomiya family).

"This must be Yukishita Yukino’s mother and sister." (Note: The source text uses Yukishita here, but the context of the Shinomiya family is implied by the previous line).

Kitakami Yoru looked secretly at Yukishita Yukino.

At this time, the mood Yukishita Yukino revealed on her face didn't look very good.

Slowing his pace, Kitakami Yoru walked toward the tower; Yukishita Yukino hadn't seen him at all.

The mother and two daughters sat into a black Toyota Century.

Kitakami Yoru thought about it with a bit of suspicion.

Wasn't Yukishita Yukino living alone?

He watched the car carrying the Yukishita family leave before walking into the tower.

Taking the elevator, he arrived at Sakurajima Mai’s house.

"You finally came."

Sakurajima Mai opened the door with slight excitement; her complexion was visibly much better than before.

"Miss me that much?"

Kitakami Yoru smiled casually.

"You are the only one in the world who can see me, keep me company to relieve my boredom."

Sakurajima Mai rolled her beautiful eyes and invited Kitakami Yoru into the house.

Living alone, it was also cleaned very cleanly.

It was just that the bento box on the living room table, which hadn't been tidied up after eating, was a bit of an eyesore.

Holding a latte, Kitakami Yoru and Sakurajima Mai sat by the huge floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the city view of prosperous Tokyo and chatting.

Chatting and relieving boredom with Kitakami Yoru was the happiest moment for Sakurajima Mai after she became strange.

Dinner.

Was eaten in a private room of an izakaya.

"Will the waiter think you eat too much when they see you’re alone?"

Sakurajima Mai licked a matcha ice cream she had just bought, smiling faintly.

"The waiter isn't a fool; is it hard to think that I’ll have a friend coming over later?"

"What do you want to eat?"

Kitakami Yoru handed the tablet for ordering to Sakurajima Mai.

"When I was acting before, I needed to strictly control my weight and state; I haven't had a big meal in a long time."

"This time I’m going to eat my fill, ha~"

Sakurajima Mai stretched happily, her face showing an expression of wanting to have a big meal.

Her fair, tender little hands tapped repeatedly on the tablet.

Kitakami Yoru looked at Sakurajima Mai in front of him, thinking about the matter he wanted to ask her for help with.

However, he wasn't a fool.

This was almost taking advantage of Sakurajima Mai’s pain, rubbing salt into her wounds.

At the very least, it wasn't suitable to say it while eating.

After ordering.

Plate after plate of sashimi, grilled beef, and small grilled skewers were served by the waiter.

Taking a sip of cold water to clear his stomach and throat, Kitakami Yoru started eating.

In Tokyo in autumn, the black curtain had completely fallen by seven o'clock in the evening.

A slight cool breeze blew through the streets and alleys.

Kitakami Yoru zipped up his jacket and glanced at Sakurajima Mai beside him; she was wearing a thick vest, so she definitely wouldn't be cold.

There was nowhere to look.

After the meal, they walked under the neon lights to digest.

Tomorrow was Monday, time for school.

Kitakami Yoru didn't want to stay too late, so he accompanied Sakurajima Mai for ten minutes or so.

Stopping at the street corner’s traffic light, he looked at Sakurajima Mai seriously.

"That... Sakurajima-senpai."

Kitakami Yoru spoke with a bit of hesitation, using his index finger to scratch his temple.

"Call me Mai-senpai, is something the matter?"

Sakurajima Mai was in a quite good mood, a faint smile hanging on her lips at all times.

"It’s just... ah-no..."

"You remember the matter I asked you for help with before, right?"

Since he already had the idea in his heart, Kitakami Yoru wouldn't drag his feet when it was time to speak.

However, when he said it, he deliberately shortened and omitted some key information.

He didn't want to repeat it a second time, deepening the psychological harm to Sakurajima Mai.

It’s like, scolding someone once and ten times are different.

He had said it very clearly before, and Kitakami Yoru felt there was no need to repeat it a second time.

"..."

After hearing this, the faint smile on Sakurajima Mai’s lips and the joy in her eyes disappeared instantly!

She had never forgotten this matter.

"I still remember, I’ll help you recently."

"I still remember, I will help you in the near future."

Kasumigaoka Utaha’s expression suddenly turned dejected.

Kitakami Yoru nodded lightly; one didn't need to be blind to see the change in Sakurajima Mai’s expression at this moment.

He kept it short.

Yet he didn't know that from the beginning, Sakurajima Mai had misunderstood his main purpose.

It was to use her ability to be invisible and undetectable even by thermal imaging, to completely detach from three-dimensional space, to collect black material, scandals, or commercial secrets of the Shinomiya family.

And then collect information on Shinomiya Kaguya.

Making Sakurajima Mai understand that Kitakami Yoru liked Shinomiya Kaguya and wanted to understand the eldest daughter of the Shinomiya conglomerate to pursue her.

Next, Kitakami Yoru accompanied Sakurajima Mai for a stroll for a while and sent her home.

Afterward, Kitakami Yoru accompanied Kasumigaoka Utaha for a short stroll before sending her home.