Chapter 266

Kitakami Yoru pushed Gabril's shoulder.

Sleeping so soundly?

Not long ago, she had crawled into my bed in the middle of the night and stepped on my face with her feet.

"Mm... na... Kitakami..."

Gabril's cute little mouth made a vague, indistinct sound, but her eyes didn't open.

The train wouldn't stop for long.

After a short few seconds, Kitakami Yoru said something to Gabril, picked her up, and walked out of the train.

It was a bridal carry.

"Gabril, let's go to school now, you can sleep for almost an hour during morning reading."

"You get up first, go to school and sleep."

"If you can't help it, ask for sick leave during formal classes and go to the infirmary to sleep."

Kitakami Yoru suggested, putting Gabril down.

"Uh uh..."

The fallen angel just nodded blankly, weak and helpless.

Fortunately, Kitakami Yoru was a very good person.

Leading Gabril, they arrived at Shuchiin, and only then did they separate.

Arriving at the classroom, Kitakami Yoru walked in from the back door, yawning.

The popular group, maintaining their usual habits, surrounded Miura Yumiko to chat.

"Isn't Kitakami-san a bit early today?"

Yuigahama Yui's gaze shifted secretly, muttering to herself.

"Hm? Yui, what did you say?"

"I didn't hear clearly?"

Miura Yumiko was showing off the manicure she had just done yesterday afternoon.

"Nothing, I was distracted. Yumiko, your nails are too long, won't that violate school rules?"

Yuigahama Yui quickly waved her hand.

"Yui is looking at Kitakami-san, Tobe is looking at me..."

Ebina Hina complained secretly.

"Don't worry, I'll be careful."

Miura Yumiko waved her hand indifferently.

Shuchiin's regulations for students were extremely strict, with more rules and regulations than many private or public high schools.

For example, the requirements for school uniforms.

They were all custom-made and could not be lengthened or shortened.

"Does it look good? Hayato?"

Receiving praise from her good friend, Miura Yumiko turned to look at Hayama Hayato beside her and asked expectantly.

"Of course it looks good."

Hayama Hayato wore a faint smile on his lips and gave a standard answer that anyone but a fool would say.

"Then yesterday afternoon, I asked you to go with me to get my nails done, you didn't go..."

"Maybe there were better styles, you didn't help me pick."

Miura Yumiko used her newly manicured nails to curl her blonde hair.

It could be said that this was her signature habit and action.

"Yumiko, I need to participate in club activities." Hayama Hayato explained, and continued: "I'm going to the restroom, you guys keep talking, I'll be back in a bit."

Making an excuse to escape, he left without looking back after speaking.

Hayama Hayato's behavior made Miura Yumiko sigh faintly.

"Yumiko, not bad."

Tobe Kakeru turned to watch Hayama Hayato leave, quickly turned back to chat with Miura Yumiko with a smile, and then chased after him, shouting:

"Hayato, wait for me, I need to go to the bathroom too."

In order to pursue Ebina Hina, he personally felt that Miura Yumiko's help and attitude were very important.

Yamato and Ooka answered casually and followed behind to find Hayama Hayato.

In just a few seconds, the boys on Miura Yumiko's side were all gone.

If there was one left, it was Kitakami Yoru, who was looking at his phone normally.

"Kitagawa Marin, sent me a message?"

"Reply or not?"

"Forget it, let me send a good morning message to Sakurajima-senpai first."

Kitakami Yoru tapped on his phone.

"Ha."

Ebina Hina observed everything and listened to all directions, gently patting Yuigahama Yui on the shoulder.

"Hina, what are you doing?"

Yuigahama Yui was startled.

"Hee hee."

Ebina Hina smiled and leaned over, whispering in her ear: "Kitakami-san is here, I saw it, they were so close, aren't you going to say hello?"

"Look, Kitakami-san doesn't know who he's chatting with, maybe it's a girl pursuing him."

"Nonsense, Hina, don't talk nonsense like that."

Yuigahama Yui pulled away Ebina Hina's hand and shook her head vigorously.

Miura Yumiko rested her delicate chin on her hand, her suspicious gaze sweeping back and forth between her two good friends.

She wanted to ask, but thinking of Hayama Hayato's departure, she suddenly lost the mood.

"If you don't ask, I will."

Ebina Hina pushed up her glasses.

"What are you asking?"

Yuigahama Yui's expression went blank as she watched Ebina Hina walk up to Kitakami Yoru, her hand politely tapping on the desk.

"Good morning, Kitakami-san."

"Mm, good morning."

Temporarily stopping his actions, Kitakami Yoru looked up and saw Ebina Hina's face, which was absolutely standard in beauty, overflowing with a smile.

His mood seemed to be stirred up as well, becoming a little happier.

"I see you... what are you doing?"

Ebina Hina pointed to Kitakami Yoru's phone.

"Nothing much."

Kitakami Yoru shook his head gently.

"Could Hina be in love with Kitakami Yoru?"

"Recently she rarely has her 'attacks', and has taken the initiative to chat with Kitakami Yoru several times..."

Miura Yumiko's mind left Hayama Hayato and looked at Kitakami Yoru and Ebina Hina.

"Oh... you're chatting with your girlfriend, right?"

Ebina Hina held up a finger, level with her nose, and joked.

"Yeah, how did you know?"

Kitakami Yoru happily joked back.

"Kitakami-san has a girlfriend?! Hm?!"

"When did he get a girlfriend? But it's not surprising."

Yuigahama Yui and Miura Yumiko widened their eyes at the same time, looking over curiously.

Kitakami Yoru's perfect profile entered their pupils.

No matter how many times they looked, they would never get tired of it.

Super pleasing to the eye, super good-looking.

Recently, when Miura Yumiko was bored in class, she would secretly look at Kitakami Yoru to pass the time.

"Who is it?"

Ebina Hina appeared even more shocked and curious.

Among the boys, this news was no less explosive than Eriri, Kasumigaoka Utaha, and Yukinoshita Yukino all dating the same boy.

Why?

Because the girls who liked Kitakami Yoru were chattering, having more spreadability and combat power.

"Just kidding, I've never dated a girlfriend."

Kitakami Yoru smiled bitterly and covered his face.

"Could it be that you like men..."

Before Ebina Hina could finish, Miura Yumiko kicked her lightly.

"Go... good morning, Kitakami-san."

Yuigahama Yui finally walked over, her usually eloquent mouth becoming a bit clumsy.

"Good morning."

Kitakami Yoru nodded politely at Yuigahama Yui, looked at his phone, and sighed.

Sigh...

No one likes me...

Those love letters and confession notes don't count.

The only one, maybe Fujiwara Chika, let me mess...

And I messed it up...

"Oh."

Yuigahama Yui had words on the tip of her tongue, but her mind went blank, and she opened her mouth but couldn't say a word.

"Yui, look at my toenails, how are they?"

"I forgot when I was wearing shoes."

Miura Yumiko said casually, saving Yuigahama Yui from the impending awkwardness.

"Wow, wow."

Yuigahama Yui quickly looked over.

"I'll go back to my seat first."

There were ten minutes left before class, and Ebina Hina decided to go back first.

Lest Tobe Kakeru come charging back.

Her slender, tender hands with the new manicure hooked off her indoor shoes, and a pair of mid-calf black cotton socks unfolded.

Then, Miura Yumiko used her hand to pull off the socks.

Her crystal-clear, slender, bony beautiful feet matched her image as a blonde gal very well.

Or rather, just looking at her image and body, one could roughly infer what her feet looked like.

"A bit orange-red, a fiery red color."

"Does it look good?"

Miura Yumiko looked up.

"I feel like it's a bit like... like..."

Yuigahama Yui thought back, but couldn't say it.

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"Like the clouds of the sunset, they are all this color."

"Exactly the same, isn't it?"

Speaking of this, Kitakami Yoru wasn't sleepy anymore, and looked at Miura Yumiko generously.

If he remembered correctly.

Forget it, it's impossible for him to remember this kind of thing wrong.

It was the first time he had seen Miura Yumiko's feet.

"Yes, that's it!"

Yuigahama Yui suddenly realized upon hearing this, and turned to look at Kitakami Yoru.

"Mm."

Kitakami Yoru smiled politely and met her gaze.

"Thump!"

The young girl's heart beat fast, blood rushed straight to her face, and she became dazed.

"Not bad, right?"

Miura Yumiko showed off one of her top-quality beautiful feet.

"Not bad, not bad."

Kitakami Yoru's attention, for just that moment, fell on Yuigahama Yui.

"Oh my..."

Miura Yumiko smiled happily, raised her hands to stretch, and her feet naturally lifted to show off.

"Can't look anymore."

The desire in his heart was interrupted by Kitakami Yoru, whose self-control was still passable.

Afterwards, morning reading class was about to begin.

Miura Yumiko also put her socks back on.

In the last few minutes, Kitagawa Marin said in advance that they would chat during morning reading.

Ending the topic she had initiated.

They were all chatting about anime hobbies.

Counting it up, she was a fellow enthusiast who was very compatible with Kitakami Yoru, so they had a certain topic and tacit understanding.

In her eyes, Kitakami Yoru was still a stranger, with a faint sense of mystery, so she was even more interested.

"Sigh... how did I become like that?"

The bell rang, and Yuigahama Yui, sitting in front, secretly looked back at Kitakami Yoru's face, which was almost blocked.

Just said hello, no follow-up, was that it?

Turning her head, Yuigahama Yui twisted her pen in conflict, it was really hard.

Time passed, and after one class, it was break time.

Kitakami Yoru chose to go out for a walk and blow in the cool breeze of the autumn morning.

Basking in the warm sun, he walked to the men's restroom.

"When I sent the message just now, I asked Chika for a good morning."

"Student council, morning reading is busy, I can understand..."

"But..."

Kitakami Yoru, while worried and distressed, unbuckled the belt of his uniform trousers at the urinal in the corner.

"If I wait another class and she doesn't reply to me."

"I'll go to the student council at noon to find her, see her reaction, and apologize in person."

The sound of water made Kitakami Yoru's thoughts flow, his brain running fast.

Pressing the toilet flush, Kitakami Yoru came to the sink, first washed his hands clean, and then tugged at his hair.

Revealing his forehead and bangs, he muttered silently: "My hair is long, I might as well go get it cut shorter."

"Also..."

"That's what I'll do!"

He wasn't a very indecisive person.

How did he bully Eriri before?

Without any hesitation at all.

On the contrary, this is called having a plan.