Chapter 271

When she walked over, she heard someone chatting with Kitakami Yoru.

"Kitakami-san, do you really not have a girlfriend?"

"No way?"

"Yes, can we start drawing?"

It was called chatting, but the real situation was one-sided questioning, and Kitakami Yoru had a perfunctory face.

"Do you go straight home after school?"

"Won't you be lonely?"

The people responsible for drawing Kitakami Yoru were whispering questions one after another.

Eriri pricked up her ears, a faint smile hanging on the corner of her mouth.

Good!

This jerk Kitakami Yoru, perverted sex maniac.

Dare to say you don't have a girlfriend?

Isn't that petite blonde underclassman one?

Aoyama Nanami, who had a scandal.

There's no smoke without fire...

"Hugging and kissing girls in private, but pretending to be pure on the surface?"

"The kind of person I hate the most is this kind of person."

Eriri wasn't interested in this topic at all.

Not to mention the protagonist was Kitakami Yoru, she wished Kitakami Yoru would be sent to another world by a truck to become a goblin immediately.

"Not lonely, I have a pet."

Kitakami Yoru maintained his posture, his mouth could speak, could move.

Don't know if it was an illusion, Eriri felt Kitakami Yoru sweep a glance at her.

Her brush stopped, Eriri frowned slightly and looked over.

Blonde twin-tailed white-skinned mixed-race...

"So cute."

Kitakami Yoru smiled gently at Eriri, evil thoughts surging in his heart.

"Raising a dog?"

A boy asked curiously.

It happened to be right on Kitakami Yoru's topic.

"Yeah, I briefly raised a little golden retriever before, super cute..."

"Sure enough, raising a dog."

"I also think golden retrievers are cute, docile, and obedient."

"And then?"

The girls widened their eyes, they weren't interested in golden retrievers at all.

A golden retriever isn't worth them being like this.

Kitakami Yoru's eyes instantly turned into a vicissitudes and melancholy look, revealing a trace of reminiscence.

Facing Eriri directly, no one noticed the hidden mockery.

Except for the blonde herself.

"It was cute, but it wasn't obedient, liked to bite people, and barked at me."

Kitakami Yoru shook his head with a sigh.

"Is that so."

"Beat it for a while, a disobedient little dog needs discipline."

The long-haired girl sitting next to Eriri made a gesture of hitting the air in agreement.

Usually, her relationship with Eriri was passable.

"Kitakami Yoru!..."

Eriri didn't dare to speak, roaring frantically in her heart.

"Sigh..."

"Personality aside, this little golden retriever is cute, but its feet are especially smelly... smelly to the point of no return."

"I can endure this..."

"What I can't endure the most is that it likes to spray everywhere."

"On the bed, on the balcony, on the sink, at the mirror, on me... in the bath..."

"Tsk tsk, this little golden retriever..."

The crowd didn't have any suspicion of Kitakami Yoru at all, instead believing that the little golden retriever had a bad personality and was a cheap dog.

Not obedient at all.

38: Kasumigaoka who is arguing with Aki Tomoya

"Sigh, what a pity for that little golden retriever."

Kitakami Yoru smiled in the direction of Eriri and closed his mouth.

"Jerk Kitakami Yoru, I'm so angry."

"Are you deliberately humiliating me as a dog again?"

"Damn it, damn it, damn it!"

Eriri pursed her pink, tender lips, holding back from speaking.

Because she had stolen photos of Kitakami Yoru and Gabril's intimate actions, and was excited about the content of her conversation with Yukinoshita Yukino.

At this moment, she threw it all behind her.

Angry to the extreme.

The art club members who didn't know the truth also followed up one after another, saying bad things about her.

"Hey?"

"Do you guys know that the so-called disobedient little golden retriever is actually me?!"

Eriri really wanted to refute loudly.

But immediately, she felt something was wrong.

What kind of strange thought?

"Rinri-kun?"

"Whatever owner, whatever dog, I think it's Kitakami-san who doesn't know how to teach."

Eriri shook her head vigorously, mocking back.

"That's not it, my cat is raised very well by me, never gets sick, black, fat."

"Full of energy, and thoughtful, sticky and obedient, it's the golden retriever's problem."

Kitakami Yoru maintained his posture and looked at Eriri.

"Who knows, everyone be quiet, start drawing."

"Time is tight, the task is heavy."

Eriri was rendered speechless by Kitakami Yoru's retort, opening her little mouth and unable to refute.

Simply, she used her authority to let everyone quiet down.

Painting is creation, it needs a state.

Eriri happened to be a painter who was very dependent on her state and would drag on her drafts.

Often because her state wasn't good, she would drag on her drafts...

Being like this with Kitakami Yoru, her brain was full of anger and resentment.

Holding the brush, it fell on the face of the drawing board.

It was a face with only a rough outline.

It was Kitakami Yoru's face.

Even more annoying!

"Draw draw draw..."

"Drawing what... it's making me so mad!"

Eriri pouted slightly, her shoes grinding the floor hard to vent her depression.

"Don't be angry with him; the more angry I look, the happier he is."

"No need to pay attention to him, there will be danger."

"Hmm... you can do it, Eriri."

Eriri kept muttering in her heart, cheering herself up.

Get your spirits up, let's draw!

"Hmm?"

Kitakami Yoru saw the gradually brightening eyes of Eriri and felt curious.

He didn't expect at all that the cute young lady in front of him had already collected some information and started to implement her revenge on him.

Stupid.

Eriri on this side was thinking about her enemy Kitakami Yoru, missing him every night, hating him every night.

Even when she saw her favorite childhood friend, Aki Tomoya, she wouldn't be as excited and happy as before.

Aki Tomoya was also thinking about Eriri, it must be said.

These two still had some tacit understanding.

Third year, downstairs of the student teaching building.

Aki Tomoya stood under the tree in the walkway downstairs, holding his phone in one hand, his face looking slightly anxious as he replied to messages.

"Utaha-senpai, people are almost gone."

"Aren't you coming down yet?"

On LINE, the message Aki Tomoya sent showed it was read but not replied to.

"It's been two minutes, Utaha-senpai still isn't coming down?"

He checked the time on his phone and turned to look around.

School had been over for nearly twenty minutes, and the nearby people had almost all left, but Kasumigaoka Utaha still wasn't coming down.

At least reply a bit faster.

If it were normal times, Aki Tomoya would definitely not be this anxious.

But today, hearing the rumors about Eriri and Kitakami Yoru, he asked around for a while and learned the specific situation.

He couldn't sit still immediately!

Earlier, he had seen Eriri and Kitakami Yoru walking together.

When facing him, Eriri's performance and reaction were indescribably strange.

Asking around a little.

Good!

Kitakami Yoru, for some reason, had become a model for the art club.

Aki Tomoya's connections weren't that wide to know how long he would be a model.

He just knew that Kitakami Yoru was a model for Eriri!

From the second he knew this news, it made Aki Tomoya restless, super afraid that his cute childhood friend would be picked up by Kitakami Yoru.

Tricked.

Who let Kitakami Yoru be so handsome and popular?

"Kitakami Yoru, this guy, must have taken a fancy to Eriri, likes Eriri, and is delusional about pursuing Eriri..."

"Hmm... hehe..."

His thoughts drifted to this side, and Aki Tomoya laughed foolishly with a strange expression; no one knew what the mood behind this expression was like.

But even so, believing in Eriri, there would always be a knot in his heart, unable to let go.

For example, your girlfriend says she's going to a party with former classmates, drinking in the middle of the night, with men and women.

Men are the majority, who would be at ease?

I believe most people are like this.

"I'm coming down now, wait a moment."

Three or four minutes after sending the message, Kasumigaoka Utaha finally replied.

Seeing this message, Aki Tomoya breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look in the direction of the club building.

At this time, Eriri should still be in the art club!

"That Kitakami Yoru, I must talk to Eriri clearly and make an appointment to talk."

"Let Eriri know his sinister intentions, and that what's-her-name... Seven... Aoyama?"

"Spreading rumors, and going to harass Eriri, it's simply unforgivable."

Aki Tomoya's ugly desire for control was growing wildly in his heart.

Why ugly?

Everyone has this desire for control; he clearly knows the girl likes him.

Taking the initiative to show concern, and then pretending not to know, is really disgusting.

Even if he wants a harem, it's completely fine.

Forget it, anyway, someone will help him.

Aki Tomoya, who was thinking this way, originally wanted to squat Eriri as soon as class ended to talk.

As a result, ten minutes before the end of the last class.

Kasumigaoka Utaha sent two messages asking Aki Tomoya to find her.

Hesitating for a while, Aki Tomoya chose to come here, and waiting was twenty minutes.

Or even longer.

"Sigh... I wonder how Eriri is doing now?"

"Utaha-senpai still isn't coming out, is the teacher dragging the class?"

"Impossible, they rarely drag the class, the duty student?"

Aki Tomoya looked back at the teaching building; no one came down, so he turned around.

Out of sight, out of mind.

A few seconds later, Kasumigaoka Utaha changed into black small leather shoes and walked out complaining.

"I knew I shouldn't have worn these shoes today; they're too stuffy and humid, after gym class and sweating, I still have to soak in them."

"Sigh..."

"Tomoya-kun?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha's gaze lifted from her shoes, and the moment she saw Aki Tomoya, she was slightly happy.

What was agreed upon before, waiting for Aki Tomoya to take the initiative to find her, was temporarily shelved.

Every night, she couldn't sleep because of the perverted stalker, and she was about to suffer from neurasthenia.

Kasumigaoka Utaha was also afraid, so...

In summary, what goddess?

It's all bullshit, feet are one smellier than the other.

Just a bitch.

This kind of Kasumigaoka Utaha, who is always wearing black hip-hugging silk stockings, showing off a sexy figure, while putting on a cold and noble face, is just like that!

Running over lightly, and with a few meters left, Kasumigaoka Utaha slowed down on a whim.

She wanted to suddenly appear behind Aki Tomoya and say hello.

Unexpectedly, she heard the following few sentences.

"Utaha-senpai still isn't coming down? Waited for so long..."

"Sigh... if she had said she needed to be on duty first, I would have gone to find Eriri, and maybe I would have come back just in time."

"She's looking for me, I don't know what it is, and I have to wait for Eriri to finish the art club activities, I hope it won't delay time, or even have no time..."

Pushing his black-rimmed glasses under his thick bangs, Aki Tomoya said with a faint complaint in his tone.

It wasn't that he wasn't willing to wait for Kasumigaoka Utaha.

But, Eriri's side was clearly more important...

Originally, after talking to Eriri, he could have come over and waited for Kasumigaoka Utaha directly, but now it was so troublesome.

How could Aki Tomoya not complain?