Chapter 268

Kitakami Yoru finally received Fujiwara Chika's message.

"What? I don't want to see you right now."

"I didn't say I completely forgave you, did I?"

In the women's restroom, Fujiwara Chika locked herself in a stall to reply.

"How should I reply... tsk..."

Kitakami Yoru scratched his hair and left his seat.

"Let me apologize in person."

"I have something to tell you."

"Have lunch together?"

After carefully pondering the three messages, Kitakami Yoru chose the third one.

"Lunch time, shall we go out and eat together?"

"I haven't had lunch with you, Chika, yet."

Kitakami Yoru clicked send, waiting nervously for a reply.

"We had dinner yesterday, forget about lunch."

Fujiwara Chika didn't know what kind of thinking she had when she chose to reply.

"Yesterday, oh..."

"I almost forgot about the foot injury."

Kitakami Yoru patted his head.

And began to show concern for Fujiwara Chika's foot again.

Actually, this was also for his own good.

After all, in a while, this thing would be shoved into his mouth to eat every day, what if it left an injury?

The break time wasn't enough for the two to chat.

"Fine, fine, I'll go see you."

"See what you want to say."

Pulling up her skirt and underwear, the little butterfly disappeared, and Fujiwara Chika walked back, suppressing a laugh.

After a night of rest, walking with the foot injury was completely fine.

As long as she didn't do strenuous exercise, didn't run or jump, there was no major problem.

Which meant...

Fujiwara Chika couldn't run away.

Returning to the classroom, drinking some water, Kitakami Yoru waited quietly for class.

The last period was math class.

The originally difficult and hard-to-understand course, he could already easily draw inferences from one instance.

As time passed bit by bit, Kitakami Yoru's heart gradually began to burn with anxiety.

"Only a few minutes left, whew..."

Thinking about seeing Fujiwara Chika soon, Kitakami Yoru was extremely nervous, exhaling and breathing vigorously.

Finally, he made it to the end of class.

The math teacher left first, and Kitakami Yoru couldn't help it anymore, took the lunch he had made, and walked out quickly.

He had an appointment with Fujiwara Chika at their old spot.

At the small pavilion by the dried-up pond.

Simply and quickly finishing his lunch, Kitakami Yoru bought a bottle of black coffee as usual, holding it with both hands as he returned.

"When Chika agreed, she should be able to do it."

"She wouldn't stand me up, would she?"

Placing the lunch box he had just put away to the side, Kitakami Yoru opened the black coffee and took a sip, already familiar with the bitter taste.

At the same time.

Shuchiin.

Every morning reading, lunch break, and after-school club activity time.

The members of the student council would all gather together.

"Well... Kaguya-chan, I'm full."

"I have something to do, I'm leaving first."

"You eat slowly."

Today Fujiwara Chika was late, she hadn't even had time to get her lunch, so she chose to eat with Shinomiya Kaguya.

"Where are you going?"

For the unusual Fujiwara Chika, Shinomiya Kaguya couldn't help but care.

"Go back to the classroom to rest for a while, ha."

"Hee hee, didn't I not sleep?"

Fujiwara Chika smiled and yawned, definitely couldn't say she was going to meet Kitakami Yoru.

"Kaguya-chan is really something, clearly you did something wrong, what would happen if you apologized to Kitakami-san in person?"

Waving her hand, Fujiwara Chika's gaze swept across Shinomiya Kaguya's face.

"There's a large sofa here, comfortable and quiet, you're going to the classroom to rest?"

Shinomiya Kaguya cast a suspicious look.

Not taking many steps, Fujiwara Chika's footsteps in the air slowly lowered their speed.

What Shinomiya Kaguya said made a lot of sense.

"What should I do? What should I do?"

Fujiwara Chika's little head spun frantically, she secretly closed her eyes, and chose to pretend she didn't hear.

Her walking speed also slowed down significantly, she just wanted to desperately make up a lie to respond.

"Fujiwara-san?"

Shinomiya Kaguya's fair neck turned, and she tilted her head.

"It's nothing, I didn't eat breakfast this morning either, my stomach is uncomfortable."

"I'll stop by the school infirmary to get some medicine, it's closer to the teaching building, I don't have the strength to walk back."

Fujiwara Chika explained with a smile, and casually pulled open the student council door.

"If you're uncomfortable, anyway there's nothing to do recently, you don't have to come in the afternoon."

Shirogane Miyuki reminded.

"Goodbye."

Fujiwara Chika walked out with an unchanged expression.

After the door closed, she immediately leaned against the door, patting her chest and exhaling.

She had fooled them.

No one suspected anything.

Don't know why, she felt a sense of guilt for cheating when going to meet Kitakami Yoru.

Waited for half an hour.

Kitakami Yoru hesitated whether to send a message out, Fujiwara Chika arrived late, not forgetting to buy a bottle of drink at the vending machine.

To prevent drinking water to cover up when shy or awkward.

"Chika."

"Don't call me so intimately, call me Fujiwara-san."

Fujiwara Chika put on an impatient face, standing not far in front of Kitakami Yoru.

"Let's sit down and talk, how about that?"

Kitakami Yoru squeezed out a smile, walked around to Fujiwara Chika's side, and pushed her shoulder lightly.

"Keep your distance, letting you do that kind of thing to me."

Fujiwara Chika, who complained as an excuse, rolled her eyes casually and went to sit down.

"How's your foot? Does it still hurt?"

Kitakami Yoru asked with concern.

"It's all your fault, all you, tell me."

"Do you have something to say?"

Fujiwara Chika pursed her little mouth and turned her head to the side.

Don't say she did it.

The extent of Kitakami Yoru's excess, if it weren't for Fujiwara Chika's obstruction.

His palm would have touched inside her underwear!

"Chika, it's all my fault, I was too impulsive."

"At the time I didn't think too much, really."

36: Secret rendezvous

Kitakami Yoru bent over halfway, standing in front of Fujiwara Chika with his hands together, apologizing sincerely.

"No sincerity, I don't want to talk to you. Wandering hands."

"Jerk."

Fujiwara Chika hummed lightly and turned her head to the side.

Kitakami Yoru's behavior, if done to a stranger.

Considering he's a minor, maybe the sentence would be lighter.

But the age is already close to being an adult, if Fujiwara Chika gets serious, even without using connections, he would have to go in and squat for a year or a half.

You say?

Did Kitakami Yoru go too far?

"Chika-chan, can I kneel down and beg you?"

Kitakami Yoru deeply realized his mistake, but really didn't want to kneel down.

Just kidding.

"If you really want me to kneel down, it's not impossible."

After speaking, Kitakami Yoru looked at Fujiwara Chika with deep affection.

"Kneel down, oh, okay."

"Kneel down and lick my feet, and I'll forgive you."

Fujiwara Chika turned her head, crossed her legs, and stretched out the foot that wasn't injured.

Shook her indoor shoe.

"You're not kidding, right?"

A surprised cry floated out of Kitakami Yoru's mouth.

Don't say lick your feet.

Even if Fujiwara Chika stepped on him to death, he would be more than willing!

Japanese people like to sit on their knees, and the posture of dogeza often appears in light novels and anime.

But in reality, it's not that common.

But it does exist.

"Just kidding, don't kneel!"

Seeing Kitakami Yoru's expression change from surprise to conflict, Fujiwara Chika's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly called out to him.

What a humiliating thing this is...

Kneel down and lick feet.

Although, the object is the daughter of a wealthy family at the top of Japan's power, every hair is more precious than a commoner, she looks cute, and her feet look good too.

Even so, Fujiwara Chika still thought this was a humiliating thing.

Too base.

A wife kneeling to a husband is about the same.

Now this kind of tradition is also slowly being lost in the commoner class.

Fujiwara is a bona fide noble surname, various cumbersome traditions are still maintained, just slightly relaxed in modern society.

At the top of the pyramid, the old-school power circle of Fujiwara Chika's elders are all like this.

Do you really think you can mix into the top of the pyramid living in such an evil capitalist bureaucratic class in Japan with nothing?

It's not impossible.

In the long river of history, perhaps it will appear.

"Chika-chan, don't be angry, I'll give you a massage."

Kitakami Yoru sat down beside Fujiwara Chika with a giggle, sniffing the girl's body fragrance.

"Did you spray perfume?"

Sniffing his nose, Kitakami Yoru muttered curiously.

"I won't tell you."

Fujiwara Chika moved her butt and stared at Kitakami Yoru's face.

Just now, he wasn't really planning to kneel down and lick my feet, right?

It seems he realized his mistake.

I can forgive him slightly, slightly, and talk to him.

Willing to apologize and do such a humiliating thing for me.

Thinking this, Fujiwara Chika was surprised to find the smile hanging on her lips, and quickly used drinking water to cover it up.

Suppressing the intense joy in her heart.

"Chika, have you had lunch."

Kitakami Yoru shamelessly leaned over, gently, tentatively putting his hand on her shoulder.

"Should I refuse?"

"Better not... what if Kitakami-san is disappointed and gives up..."

Screwing on the bottle cap without changing her expression, her face was a little red, but she didn't notice it at all.

"It's because I've never been in contact with a girl as cute as Chika..."

"Impulse is the devil, I secretly opened my eyes and it was you, Chika, who intended to kiss me..."

"I was... at the time my mind was blank... just..."

"Later I don't know, it became a mess and I became a hooligan jerk bullying you."

Kitakami Yoru's hand gently kneaded Fujiwara Chika's shoulder.

"I don't believe you, isn't a normal person's reaction to be startled and become nervous?"

Fujiwara Chika gave Kitakami Yoru a look with a happy gaze, afraid that someone would discover the clue, and immediately turned her head to the side again.

Kitakami Yoru praised her for being cute, she was too happy.

Swish swish swish...

Unable to completely control her own joy and excitement, Fujiwara Chika's shoes rubbed against the floor unconsciously, making a swish swish sound.

"It works."

Sneaking a laugh, Kitakami Yoru's mood relaxed a few more points, sure enough, no girl hates being praised for being cute and beautiful.

"Chika, if you were a boy, you would know how cute and beautiful you are."

"Everyone's reaction is different, I promise..."

"Before, Chika even saved me, helped me so much, the feeling of looking at Chika and looking at others is completely worlds apart..."

"Is this pressure comfortable..."