[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-heroines-all-regret-it":3,"chapter-the-heroines-all-regret-it-the-heroines-all-regret-it-chapter-272":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Heroines All Regret It Too Late!",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},2022357,3049,"Chapter 272","the-heroines-all-regret-it-chapter-272",272,"\u003Cp>\"Is Eriri okay?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Distressed, he failed to notice the stunning beauty with plump black-stockinged legs standing behind him, her expression frozen in place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silly, stiff, disappointed, resentful, regretful, jealous...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clutching his hair, Aki Tomoya just wouldn't turn around to look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Didn't you say you'd be down soon?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taking a light, deep breath, Kasumigaoka Utaha felt her chest heave, and with a cold face, she began to retreat slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her footsteps were extremely light, incredibly light...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maintaining this movement, she retreated back to the shoe lockers of the third-year building.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You can't go three sentences without mentioning Eriri, can you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tomoya-kun, you’ve disappointed me so much...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Squatting on the ground, Kasumigaoka Utaha suddenly didn't want to be with Aki Tomoya anymore; she just wanted to be alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Didn't you say you'd be down soon?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aki Tomoya kept counting the time, glanced at his phone, and let out a wail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If Utaha-senpai has something to do, I probably won't be able to wait for Eriri today.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Holding onto this thought, he sent a message to urge her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Senpai, aren't you down yet?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I have something else to do temporarily, forget it... no need.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Attaching a yellow smiling emoji—the kind recently used for complaining and cursing—Kasumigaoka Utaha tapped her finger and hit send.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s fine now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aki Tomoya stood stunned, tugging hard at his hair, the words on his lips stuck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood in place for a while before quickly typing a reply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, Utaha-senpai, so what was it you wanted to see me about?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ding-dong...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kasumigaoka Utaha, on the other end, had absolutely no desire to deal with Aki Tomoya’s messages, but in this age where phones never leave one's side,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>when a phone pings, anyone would subconsciously take it out to look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kasumigaoka Utaha was no exception.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Accompany me home.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kasumigaoka Utaha replied, holding her phone against her plump chest with her hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just... just for this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this message, Aki Tomoya nearly jumped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Can't she go home by herself?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn't even say it directly, delaying him from going to find Eriri.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Utaha-senpai, you can perfectly well go home by yourself, why look for me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aki Tomoya then thought that perhaps Kasumigaoka Utaha wasn't feeling well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe she was on her period, or running a fever, or something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The weather had been chilly lately, making it easy to catch a cold or fever, and the news even said the flu was spreading.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s about the stalker.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kasumigaoka Utaha replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aki Tomoya froze, kicked a nearby tree in extreme frustration, and simply stopped typing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He used voice messaging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Utaha-senpai, the stalker is just your imagination, a delusion!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s because you made Kitakami Yoru steal your panties and stockings, causing you so much stress and pressure that you’re having these feelings!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you just listen to the doctor and take your medicine, wouldn't that be better? Wouldn't it?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The more Aki Tomoya spoke, the more anxious he became, until his voice was practically a roar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On one hand, he was concerned for Kasumigaoka Utaha; on the other, he felt a trace of resentment toward her for this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The implication was clear to anyone who wasn't a fool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tomoya-kun, it’s real, someone really is stalking me, hiding in the crowd!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s real, why don't you believe me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kasumigaoka Utaha replied with a voice message, her voice trembling with agitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“On this point, I believe the doctor!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Utaha-senpai, you say every day that someone is stalking you, that your sixth sense is as sharp as Superman’s, that you feel someone following you—but have you found anyone?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“After so many times, you still haven't found them?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You don't even have a single suspect?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“With no clues at all, isn't that a sign of illness? Utaha-senpai?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aki Tomoya stood under the tree, roaring back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single voice message, lasting a full minute of him shouting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he sent it, a server-processing spinning icon appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kasumigaoka Utaha turned on the speakerphone and listened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first, she frowned and reflected—could she really be wrong?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But halfway through, she chose to believe her intuition, suppressing her anger and pain to listen to the entire rant Aki Tomoya had roared out!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tomoya-kun, you don't believe me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once it finished, Kasumigaoka Utaha pressed the record button with the speed of a human fleeing an earthquake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was tense and ridiculously fast!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She sent a challenge!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why, Tomoya-kun, don't you believe me? And why don't you support me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He wasn't like this before, Eriri... it’s always Eriri...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Eriri is the real culprit who stole my stockings and panties, that kind of person...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Regardless of Aki Tomoya, Kasumigaoka Utaha’s nose felt sour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her wine-red eyes were slightly reddened, looking aggrieved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She desperately needed strong comfort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aki Tomoya, on his end, forced himself to inhale and exhale, trying to calm his tone and his impending rage, clutching his hair tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He racked his brains!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could he convince Kasumigaoka Utaha?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After pulling out several strands of hair, Aki Tomoya tried hard to recall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first time he accompanied Kasumigaoka Utaha to the hospital for a diagnosis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aki Tomoya had found a case online.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An anxiety patient with autonomic nervous system dysfunction, suffering from inexplicable leg pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had visited every top-tier neurosurgeon, internist, hematologist, orthopedist, and dermatologist in the country...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had seen countless specialists without finding the cause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, a psychiatrist diagnosed it: mental illness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And guess what?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They prescribed some medicine, and in a month, they were cured!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The human body is truly miraculous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Conversely, Kasumigaoka Utaha’s delusions were the most common form of mental illness, something any ordinary person could guess.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, people suffering from mental illness don't believe they are ill; they think they are perfectly normal and that their minds are fine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flash of inspiration hit him, and Aki Tomoya searched the keywords in his browser.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the first page, he found the news story.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An interview with the patient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Relieved, he forwarded it directly to Kasumigaoka Utaha.\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>39: So What If I Have No Hair?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tomoya Aki made one mistake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That is, never try to persuade someone using a mobile messaging app.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially a woman who is stubborn in certain ways and currently fuming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It won't be of any use; instead, it will only escalate the conflict between the two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Senior Kasumigaoka, please calm down and take a look.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Tomoya Aki sent the message, he let out a sigh of relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With such a bizarre and strange case as a reference, surely Utaha Kasumigaoka would cooperate obediently and take her medicine, right?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What is this? News?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her chest heaving with anger, the round, snow-white fullness nearly bursting the buttons on her blouse, Utaha Kasumigaoka resisted the urge to smash her phone and tapped to open it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After just a glance, Utaha Kasumigaoka ignored it completely and shut it off with a dark face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why? Does Ethics-kun refuse to believe me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You'd rather believe a stranger, a doctor, than me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Have I ever had a mental illness? I am certain my sixth sense is sharp and accurate!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Back then...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as she felt restless and pained, Tomoya Aki sent another message.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Utaha Kasumigaoka took a look, her delicate fingertips tapping on Tomoya Aki's profile picture and nickname.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a hardened heart, she swiped with a slight tremor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A virtual bright red button appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Delete!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ethics-kun, you're annoying me to death. Go find your Eriri.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Before, you supported me unconditionally, believed in me unconditionally, and now you don't even care about my safety...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You've changed...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tomoya Aki's profile frame turned gray, and Utaha Kasumigaoka buried her head in her knees, her mood sinking to the absolute bottom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Senior Kasumigaoka?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Also, you're not coming out?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Didn't finish your cleaning duty?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tomoya Aki typed out a long paragraph and chose to send it again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What he got back was a red exclamation mark!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Senior Kasumigaoka deleted me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No... no way, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression froze, and he muttered uncertainly, but Tomoya Aki didn't feel the panic or fear he might have imagined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because he felt that Utaha Kasumigaoka liked him!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So she deleted him as a friend, what was there to fear?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it were anyone else, having finally added the cold and noble Senior Kasumigaoka, they would only be regretting it and crying tears of blood after being deleted for being annoying...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I still hope Senior can accept the reality of being sick; her grades have even dropped.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let her be for a while, and I'll talk to her about this another day.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment of thought, Tomoya Aki pushed up the black-rimmed glasses beneath his thick bangs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He left from under the tree to wait for Eriri, and on the way, he re-added Utaha Kasumigaoka as a friend, attaching a note:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Senior Kasumigaoka, I have something to take care of. Please relax.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The latest model iPhone in her hand chimed with a notification.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Utaha Kasumigaoka hung her head, looking ashen; the once high-and-mighty, cold, and beautiful goddess was radiating waves of dejection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She gave off a lifeless feeling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wanted to keep sitting, but before long, someone came down from upstairs, making noise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It forced her to pick up her school bag and leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wandered aimlessly through Shuchiin, buying a bottle of black bitter coffee she had never drunk before—the same kind as Yoru Kitakami.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After taking a sip, Utaha Kasumigaoka stared intently at the black coffee in her hand for several seconds, then let out a scoff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ethics-kun, you've disappointed me so much...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you really like Eriri that much...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Draining it in one go, Utaha Kasumigaoka tossed the empty container into the trash can.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her fair, delicate hands wiped the fine beads of sweat from her gorgeous face, and she elegantly picked up her bag and left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the effect of the concentrated caffeine; her mood improved a little.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Walking out of the Shuchiin gate, a cool autumn breeze blew past.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her hair fluttered...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Utaha Kasumigaoka shivered inexplicably, used her hand to tidy her hair, and walked slowly toward the station.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the way, she would turn her head from time to time, casting her gaze into the eyes of every strange passerby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the students wearing Shuchiin uniforms, she had long since formed a habit and naturally skipped over them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was subconscious. Subliminal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The stalker isn't here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Utaha Kasumigaoka let out a breath of relief; the time from leaving Shuchiin to the station every day was the moment she feared most.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, a rich, wonderful aroma of bread and desserts wafted out from the Angel Cafe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mixed with the floral scent at the entrance, the coffee aroma...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It hooked Utaha Kasumigaoka's feet, keeping her from moving an inch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It smells so good...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stopping outside the cafe's glass, Utaha Kasumigaoka turned her head to look inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As far as she could see, there were about a dozen customers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Except for a few passersby and nearby residents, they were all Shuchiin students.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were gathered at the counter, buying the last batch of freshly baked bread and desserts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cafe made its money selling coffee, bread, and desserts...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaho Yuigahama owned three cafes under her name, and the oldest one had been open for over ten years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It stood firm, becoming even more popular.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The replicated branches were guaranteed to have quality products; they wouldn't be bad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Utaha Kasumigaoka had no intention of drinking coffee or eating dessert, but she needed a place to sit and soothe her mood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simply put, she carried her bag inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She sat in the most secluded corner, near the window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A part-time waiter immediately came up to serve her, politely asking, \"Senior Kasumigaoka, would you like to order?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A glass of lemon water.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wouldn't do to not order anything. Utaha Kasumigaoka rested her chin on one hand, gazing out the window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before long, a glass of lemon water and ice water were brought over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Casually picking it up for a sip, Utaha Kasumigaoka caught a glimpse of the menu out of the corner of her eye and was slightly surprised:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yoru Kitakami?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The image of a boy with long hair tied in a bun and a slightly textured face leaped into her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's actually him? Heh...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With two dry laughs, Utaha Kasumigaoka didn't bother checking the menu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was still early.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cafe closed at six.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But basically, few customers visited after five-thirty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this time.\u003C\u002Fp>",2065,"2026-06-15T20:06:38.480Z","2026-06-15T20:19:44.996Z",1,"Gemini 3.1 Flash Lite","7ea9d8a029c56e204437ab056fbbddbe1162b21d3d52924cd356517331e45a52","the-heroines-all-regret-it-chapter-273","the-heroines-all-regret-it-chapter-271",335,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-heroines-all-regret-it-cover.jpg"]