Chapter 255

Whenever the teacher turned around and wrote on the blackboard, classmates would curiously look back at him.

Regardless of gender.

"Luckily I entered the classroom after class started, otherwise I would be surrounded by people again."

"A group of people asking me questions one after another... I really can't stand it..."

Kitakami Yoru sighed lightly.

"Hey, Kitakami Yoru, what's going on?"

Others couldn't ask, but his desk mate Miura Yumiko could.

Even if it was her, it was impossible not to fall into the cliché, curious to understand the ins and outs of this matter.

The teacher was lecturing on the podium, and Miura Yumiko turned her head quickly to ask him.

Kitakami Yoru heard it, but he pretended not to hear it directly.

"Kitakami Yoru, say something."

Miura Yumiko paid attention to the teacher while increasing her volume.

Kitakami Yoru still pretended to be focused on listening to the lecture, as if he hadn't heard it.

"Ah?"

Miura Yumiko, wearing matte pink lip gloss, flashed a trace of urgency and anxiety in her eyes, looking at the teacher with a guilty conscience.

Sometimes, people are like this; the more they are ignored, the more they want to find a sense of presence!

The teacher had his back to the blackboard, writing a topic.

Miura Yumiko bent down, looked in Kitakami Yoru's direction, reached down, and took off her indoor shoes.

Taking off her left shoe, Miura Yumiko looked at the socks she was wearing today.

It was a style she rarely wore, a pair of lace thin-edged mid-calf socks, paired with a pair of cute shoes she had just bought.

Immediately, she looked at Kitakami Yoru resentfully, turned her body to the side, and kicked over with one foot.

Miura Yumiko's legs were quite long, and she often exercised, and she had once won the district championship in women's tennis doubles.

So her pair of beautiful legs were not only fair and slender, but also full of bone, with beautiful leg shapes.

"Miura-san?!"

Kitakami Yoru had to look over this time.

Miura Yumiko actually kicked him with her foot?!

Did she make a mistake?

Simply... unforgivable...

"I called you politely, why did you ignore me?"

Miura Yumiko said with an unsatisfied expression.

"Ah? Did you call me?"

"Sorry, I was thinking about something else just now, I didn't listen carefully."

Kitakami Yoru said in a calm tone.

"You... forget it..."

"Can you tell me what's going on?"

"And who is the real culprit? Did you catch them, or did they turn themselves in?"

Miura Yumiko threw out her questions, and there was a cat scratching her itch in her heart.

"I caught them, it was a girl, jealous that Kasumigaoka Utaha was beautiful and had a sexy body, and as a result, I took the black pot."

"Kasumigaoka Utaha felt sorry for the other party, that she was a girl and could be forgiven, that she was of the same sex, so she didn't expose her."

Kitakami Yoru glanced at Miura Yumiko's fair, beautiful leg hanging in the air, followed it down, and took two more looks at her feet before moving away.

"Then you're really pitiful, the culprit wasn't you..."

Miura Yumiko said what she thought.

"Miura-san... you look so disappointed? Is that so?"

Kitakami Yoru was taken aback, smiled until his eyes narrowed, and laughed happily.

"Cough cough... that's not it."

Miura Yumiko looked toward the podium.

Very good, the teacher didn't notice.

But she didn't know.

Her crush, Hayama Hayato, had long seen her and Kitakami Yoru whispering.

His first reaction, Hayama Hayato was a bit happy, he knew Miura Yumiko liked him.

He liked Shinomiya Yano, very much.

Pretending to be ignorant, he didn't agree and didn't refuse Miura Yumiko's feelings, just wanting to maintain this hypocritical balance.

"Yumiko..."

Watching Miura Yumiko and Kitakami Yoru chatting happily, Hayama Hayato felt inexplicably happy and a bit strange.

Could it be that he didn't even have a little bit of liking for Miura Yumiko?

If this real-life person was well-read in doujinshi and understood the plot.

He would feel that he was like that fake male lead, the girl he liked didn't like him, and she fell in love with the real male lead.

After being rejected after confessing, he fell into despair, thinking of the spare tire who liked him.

Turning back to find the spare tire, only to have the spare tire give him a cold face, and she was already in the shape of the real male lead.

"Who do you think is better-looking, me or Kasumigaoka Utaha?"

Miura Yumiko chatted with Kitakami Yoru about appearance and asked casually.

"This? What kind of question is that?!"

Kitakami Yoru just wanted to think about the answer, but the next second, seeing Miura Yumiko's eyes, he started to have trouble.

Girls love to ask this trap question.

"Kasumigaoka Utaha made me take a big black pot, do you think I would think she's good-looking?"

Kitakami Yoru hesitated for a while.

In terms of appearance, these two had their own styles, and it was hard to tell who was better.

Both belonged to the category of top-tier beautiful women and cute girls.

At the same time, there was partial overlap; both were arrogant girls who looked high above, one blonde, domineering, and strong, the other cold, noble, and belly-black.

Nanami Aoyama and Kato Megumi belonged to the slightly lower level, of course, they were also very cute and beautiful.

Miura Yumiko felt good after hearing this.

Class over.

Kitakami Yoru wanted to go out, but as he expected, he was surrounded by curious classmates.

Ebina Hina leaned very close.

Hayama Hayato chatted with Miura Yumiko.

Yuigahama Yui was on the side, observing the members of the real-life group, as if it were Tobe Sho.

"Is what Kitakami-kun said true?"

"Tobe-kun, likes Hina?"

Making an excuse to go to the restroom, Kitakami Yoru escaped a disaster.

The last period was math class, Kitakami Yoru was taking notes as usual.

He found that he could understand what the teacher was saying and could even draw inferences from one instance.

He was looking forward to the monthly exam at the end of the month, wanting to see his current learning level.

Everyone would be stunned, right?

Maybe there would be teachers who suspected he cheated.

After the 40-minute class, the bell rang on time.

Kitakami Yoru packed his schoolbag early and left quickly from the back.

Passing Eriri's seat, the two happened to look at each other, and he gave Eriri a kind smile.

"Ugh!"

Eriri was startled, her body trembled with fear, and she was even briefly lost in thought!

Only after Kitakami Yoru walked far away did her desk mate call her, and Eriri came back to her senses from that state.