Chapter 252

"Ethics-kun..... rejected me once....."

This was something she didn't dare to recall, and also something she was afraid would happen again.

Kasumigaoka Utaha knew her situation very well now; her heart was barely pieced together with glue and couldn't withstand a second shattering.

"Don't think about this... don't think about this!"

Shaking her head hard, Kasumigaoka Utaha tidied up the ramen bowl and chopsticks, forcing herself to think of that Kitakami Yoru, whom she found disgusting and annoying, to distract herself.

"That disgusting dead fatty pervert foot-fetishist, said I was fat, unwanted?"

"Tomorrow I'll throw the socks I wore for a day at him; will he pick them up and take them home like a treasure?"

"Damn bastard, foot-fetishism is really disgusting....."

After washing her hands clean, Kasumigaoka Utaha wiped her mouth elegantly with a paper towel and left with a hateful mood.

What she hated most was perverts.

When she was in her first year, she also met such a perverted senior who stole the smell of her shoes.

Really disgusting!

Fortunately, she discovered it in time, didn't let the other person succeed many times, and even successfully lay in wait. Caught him in one fell swoop.

Let the other person roll far away from the Xiuzhiyuan Sect and go to a remote countryside, a school with extremely low deviation values.......

Perhaps he couldn't stand that kind of environment long ago, or fell into being a hooligan, or even joined a yakuza organization, paying a lifelong price.

"Humph humph, disgusting!"

Kasumigaoka Utaha thought and thought, a look of extreme disgust appearing on her face, full of disdain.

Without lingering, she turned back to the Student Council.

Under Fujiwara Chika's initiative, she brought her to the broadcasting room of the Xiuzhiyuan High School Department.

"Ahem..... sorry..... to bother everyone....."

Kasumigaoka Utaha cleared her throat twice at the microphone in the broadcasting room.

"Started?"

Kitakami Yoru was buying black coffee outside.

"I am Kasumigaoka Utaha from the third year; sorry to bother everyone during the lunch break."

"Next, I have something to announce."

Kasumigaoka Utaha took a deep breath, her full chest heaving, and slowly opened her attractive, full red lips.

First year, second year, third year.

Small couples who were taking a lunch break, in the restroom, or having a secret meeting in a quiet place......

Classmates who were playing games online at a critical moment, classmates who were studying hard......

Countless people divided a part of their attention to listen carefully.

"Regarding the incident during the spring outing where Kitakami Yoru-san of Class 2-B stole my items, I hereby formally clarify."

Kasumigaoka Utaha looked sideways at Fujiwara Chika's prompt.

So Kitakami Yoru was in this class.

"The real culprit is not Kitakami Yoru-san, but someone else; out of jealousy for my beauty and excellent grades, a certain classmate with a narrow and despicable personality has already taken the initiative to apologize to me and ask for forgiveness."

"I am clarifying this matter here and sincerely apologizing to Kitakami Yoru-san."

"Kitakami Yoru-san, I'm sorry."

The second Kasumigaoka Utaha apologized, her face was very solemn; clearly, it was sincere.

This point, daring to act and daring to take responsibility, was much better than Eriri.

"Is that okay?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha cut off the mic, and her expression returned to normal.

At this moment, if Kitakami Yoru were in front of her, she would definitely mock and despise him fiercely.

"Should be okay, right?"

Fujiwara Chika said not very certainly.

"Phew~ then let's leave it at this; thank you, Fujiwara-san."

Kasumigaoka Utaha stood up, let out a long breath, and this matter was finally solved.

"Then now in school, it should have already exploded, right."

"Ethics-kun and Eriri know, what kind of reaction will they have?"

"Alright....."

Fujiwara Chika looked at Kasumigaoka Utaha; her heart was definitely biased towards Kitakami Yoru.

Afterwards, she thought of her good friend, Shinomiya Kaguya.

"Kaguya-chan, it's impossible to do this."

"She wouldn't even be willing to apologize to Kitakami-san in person."

"Should we still try the haunted house?"

"Hehe, Shinomiya Kaguya, Kirisu Mafuyu-sensei, only you two are left."

Kitakami Yoru drank the black coffee in his hand in one gulp.

4: You guys..... have you done it or not?

Xiuzhiyuan Sect, school broadcasting room.

Kasumigaoka Utaha cut off the microphone, chatted with Fujiwara Chika for a while, felt that everything was over, and intended to leave.

But when she walked to the door, she turned back and sized up this Fujiwara Chika, who had pink hair and a black silk butterfly knot tied in front of her bangs.

"Wha.... what's wrong?"

"Kasumigaoka Utaha-senpai?"

Fujiwara Chika used honorifics and addressed her politely.

"I'm asking, Fujiwara-san, you......"

"What is your relationship with Kitakami Yoru?!"

Kasumigaoka Utaha withdrew her gaze and reached out to rest on the door frame of the broadcasting room.

"What is my relationship with Kitakami Yoru-san?"

Fujiwara Chika was slightly stunned, not understanding why Kasumigaoka Utaha was suddenly asking this, so she answered casually: "It's just a friendship."

"Friendship? Are you good friends?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha smiled slightly and swept across Fujiwara Chika's chest.

"Yes?"

Fujiwara Chika was just about to leave, but Kasumigaoka Utaha blocked her and didn't ask the key question for a long time.

Was it just to ask her this?

"I don't believe it; Fujiwara-san, you like that guy, right?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha shook her head gently, staring into Fujiwara Chika's eyes and asking.

"No.... no....."

Fujiwara Chika's heart trembled, and it slipped out.

"Hehe... alright, let's just assume you don't like him."

Kasumigaoka Utaha shook her head with a smile, showing this reaction, and still said no.

"But I really don't like.... no...."

Fujiwara Chika wanted to defend herself, but when she spoke, Kitakami Yoru's face appeared in her mind inexplicably.

In the end, she didn't spit out that sentence of not liking him.

"Sigh~"

Kasumigaoka Utaha let out a breath with feeling, and a sour feeling rose in her heart.

However, she wasn't sour about Kitakami Yoru, but about herself.

"I don't know if I like Kitakami-san either; I don't know that...."

Fujiwara Chika fell into the chair following the trend, looking at Kasumigaoka Utaha, whose eyes were full of complicated emotions, and covered her chest.

Her heartbeat accelerated slightly.

"He's so handsome now, so good-looking...."