Chapter 27

Kitakami Yoru was silent, looking at the top of Kasumigaoka Utaha's head, where the gold treasure chest slowly appeared again.

"Can't speak? Disgusting!" Kasumigaoka Utaha's wine-red beautiful eyes narrowed, humming and spitting.

"Have you really never thought that it was another girl who came to mess with you?" Kitakami Yoru took a deep breath, looked at Kasumigaoka Utaha, and forced himself to suppress the anger in his heart.

Hearing this, Kasumigaoka Utaha's expression moved slightly, and then she sneered repeatedly.

"No one has such deep hatred for me; it seems only you do."

"Finished? If you're finished, I'm leaving?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha didn't want to stay here for a moment; looking at Kitakami Yoru made her feel annoyed.

A fat otaku like Kitakami Yoru probably wouldn't have anyone like him in his whole life, right?

If she talked to him for a few words, maybe he would be very happy in his heart.

"Wait a moment."

Kitakami Yoru called out to Kasumigaoka Utaha, and he talked about the light that night.

While talking, Kitakami Yoru paid attention to the progress bar of the treasure chest on Kasumigaoka Utaha's head.

After a little while...

"Your excuse could be made even worse..." Kasumigaoka Utaha waved her hand and left.

"Self-righteous cheap woman." Kitakami Yoru cursed, then looked at the gold treasure chest on the other party's head.

"It grew a little bit again."

"My guess was correct..."

In short, a treasure chest that only I can see appears...

What could be in a treasure chest besides treasure?

26: Locker room fight

The plain weekend passed quietly, and in a blink of an eye, it was the next Wednesday.

Kitakami Yoru had been losing weight for a full week.

At this time, he was standing in front of a white weight scale, his face a bit heavy and nervous.

"Hoo~"

Taking a deep breath, Kitakami Yoru was only wearing thin pajamas and stepped on it barefoot.

The numbers on the weight scale's LCD screen were jumping wildly.

"Lost seven kilograms, in one week!"

Kitakami Yoru clenched his fists excitedly, waved them hard, and walked down from the weight scale.

Although, a lot of these seven kilograms were water, he was still a 280-pound big fatty.

But he really lost a little weight!

The weight loss situation was better than expected.

"At this rate, one month."

"I estimate I can lose at least 30 pounds, but it will be more difficult after that."

Even so, Kitakami Yoru was still very excited and happy.

He ran to the kitchen, found a bar of sweet chocolate from the bottom of the refrigerator, and broke off half as his reward.

"Just treat it as a cheat meal for fitness and bodybuilding. Aren't those professional athletes having one meal a week when they are preparing for a competition?"

"This is an affirmation and reward for my efforts this week!"

Kitakami Yoru treated it like a treasure, sending this piece of chocolate, which was less than 100 grams, into his mouth.

The fragrant, sweet, and smooth chocolate melted in his mouth instantly, forming a rich chocolate stream, flowing through his long-dry throat.

Closing his eyes, Kitakami Yoru felt this beautiful moment.

Recalling the countless sweat and efforts he had shed for weight loss this week.

Everything was worth it.

His body and mental state were slowly getting better, and he had also started to be self-disciplined.

Kitakami Yoru wrapped up the remaining half of the chocolate and put it back in the refrigerator.

Subsequently, just like usual, he made his own hard-to-swallow weight loss lunch and breakfast.

Before going out, he also gave Sansan, who hadn't had time to get up in the morning, a good petting from head to toe and picked it up to rub against it hard.

The weather was still as gloomy as ever, and maybe it would rain heavily at any moment.

"Morning, Gabriel, have you been waiting long?" Kitakami Yoru greeted Gabriel, who was waiting for him outside, after going out.

"Not really, you look very happy today?" Gabriel felt the faint joy radiating from Kitakami Yoru.

"Hmm, I'm losing weight, and the situation is not bad." Kitakami Yoru locked the door and walked with Gabriel.

The two agreed to go to school together in the morning.

"Can't tell, I just feel a bit different." Gabriel didn't clearly see Kitakami Yoru's changes, but in order not to hit him, she chose to lie.

For weight loss, Kitakami Yoru not only controlled his mouth but also quit games, only playing Nintendo's VR sports games as cardio.

"What about you? How are things at school?" Kitakami Yoru thought of Gabriel being a foreigner and asked with concern.

"Not bad." Gabriel walked and thought of the two demon classmates from hell.

After a brief contact with one of them, she found that the other party was not bad.

The two chatted casually and headed to the station.

Passing by the shopping street, Kitakami Yoru called Gabriel to stop, and they each bought a portable umbrella to carry.

After the morning reading class ended, the first class was Hiratsuka Shizuka's Japanese class.

Kitakami Yoru listened very carefully and took notes.

Hiratsuka Shizuka looked at Kitakami Yoru's performance and nodded secretly with satisfaction.

Time flew by, and in a blink of an eye, the morning classes ended.

Lunch break.

Kitakami Yoru, who had finished his weight loss lunch, went out to buy a bottle of black coffee.

This had become his habit; he had to drink a bottle every day to refresh himself and promote gastrointestinal metabolism, which was conducive to weight loss.

After returning, Miura Yumiko, his seatmate, was surrounded by several people, forming a popular team.

Almost every day, they would gather together to chat during the lunch break, and it seemed they left together after school.

"Oh my, we have swimming in PE class this afternoon, what should I do if I didn't bring a swimsuit~" Miura Yumiko complained.

"It's okay, Yumiko, occasionally someone leaves their swimsuit in the locker room, and later they just don't want it anymore; anyway, they are all clean." Yuigahama Yui smiled and echoed.

"No, I have a cold recently, and I still have to swim. Hayama, you accompany me to ask the teacher for leave."

"It just so happens that I have a game to play in the afternoon, so I'll just save my energy and stay on the shore with you."

"By the way, Yui, why haven't you been going out with us after school recently? You've been coming so late." Miura Yumiko was scrolling through her phone.

"Hmm, actually, in fact, I joined a club." Yuigahama Yui replied.

"Swimming class in the afternoon, huh."

Kitakami Yoru, who was silently browsing news on his phone, heard Miura Yumiko talking about swimming class and showed a hint of difficulty.

Education here in Japan attaches great importance to PE grades.

It's April now, and it's almost summer.

PE classes this semester should all be teaching swimming.

Girls will change into dark blue, very conservative school swimsuits.

Boys will be shirtless, wearing loose swimming trunks.

This is considered a welfare moment for boys.

But...

Kitakami Yoru looked down at the fat ring on his stomach, thinking about wearing loose swimming trunks and having class in the same pool with these people in the class.

He felt a burst of discomfort and difficulty.

The second class in the afternoon.

Swimming class.