[{"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-275":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},2023130,3049,"Chapter 275","the-heroines-all-regret-it-chapter-275",275,"\u003Cp>Elders, after all...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Basically just like to ask certain questions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm sorry, it was Auntie who spoke out of turn.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing that Kitakami Yoru didn't answer, Yuigahama Kaho waved her hand in embarrassment to apologize.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, no... I don't have anyone I'm seeing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kitakami Yoru forced a grin and turned his head to respond with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuigahama Kaho's expression was slightly surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Single, he actually doesn't have anyone?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though he looks like this, if she were twenty years younger, she might have chosen to date Kitakami Yoru herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Kitakami-kun doesn't need to lie to an old auntie like me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuigahama Kaho didn't doubt him, and being tactful, she didn't pry further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten minutes or so passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kitakami Yoru flushed a basin of water, which flowed out smoothly through the pipes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright, alright, thank you, Kitakami-kun.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let Auntie handle the finishing touches.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuigahama Kaho said, gently patting Kitakami Yoru on the shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kitakami Yoru instantly got goosebumps all over his back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, Yuigahama Kaho then stood up and didn't notice him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then I'll... rest for a while.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kitakami Yoru stood up with stiff movements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>41: Kasumigaoka's Sexy Photo Shoot\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Go ahead and rest.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuigahama Kaho replied with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kitakami Yoru washed his hands clean, rolled down his sleeves, and went back to get his school bag.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Picking a chair to sit on, he boredly examined the interior environment of the café.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From time to time, he would stand up and look around here and there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He even walked over to the manga corner, flipping through things to check them out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Love Metronome\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kitakami Yoru glanced over the cover, not looking at it seriously, and flipped to a random page.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he reads light novels, he has a habit of checking the table of contents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Basically, he would use the table of contents to understand the general content of the light novel to see if it was worth reading.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is this a slice-of-life pure romance type?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Still a tame story, forget it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flipping through it sparsely, Kitakami Yoru boredly put it back on the bookshelf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A fleeting glimpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kasumigaoka Utaha.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next second, he took it out from the bookshelf again, checking the author's signature as if to confirm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Kasumigaoka Utaha?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kitakami Yoru read Kasumigaoka Utaha's name aloud, turning it over and over as he began to doubt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Could this be a light novel written by Kasumigaoka Utaha?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This name is too similar...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon learning that the light novel in his hand was very likely written by Kasumigaoka Utaha, Kitakami Yoru didn't feel any excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a curious expression, he put it back in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It really might be written by Kasumigaoka Utaha, selling five hundred thousand copies.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No wonder the house she lives in is so ordinary, yet she could come up with such a large sum of money.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kitakami Yoru shook his head with a faint smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What a surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kasumigaoka Utaha is even more outstanding than he realized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that personality of hers...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tch...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wandering around, Kitakami Yoru looked toward Yuigahama Kaho.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would probably take a while longer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He continued to stroll aimlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Very quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was attracted by a bright light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a spot in a secluded corner, there was an iPhone with its screen still on under a two-seater sofa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kitakami Yoru also likes to set his screen sleep time to \"never.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's not locked.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hurriedly bending down, Kitakami Yoru picked up the iPhone and checked it front and back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It looked brand new.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was wearing a white transparent phone case.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Whose phone is this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kitakami Yoru looked back at the busy Yuigahama Kaho, then looked up at the security camera.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seems...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It's the viewing angle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The owner of the phone must be very anxious; let me see if I can contact them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With good intentions, Kitakami Yoru tapped on the call history.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He figured that if the owner discovered their phone was lost, they might call it several times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By checking the missed call record, he could just call back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"None?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let me check the contacts.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kitakami Yoru tapped on the contacts without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dad... Mom...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Zaimokuza Yoshiteru... Machida-san...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There weren't many contacts, and Kitakami Yoru scanned them one by one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's a classmate from school; should I call her 'sister'?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking that young people are easier to talk to, Kitakami Yoru pondered and tapped on the note for Machida-san.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seems the owner of the phone is a girl with the surname Machida, right?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Most likely, yes?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After considering it, he didn't call immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps if he waited a while, the owner would call the phone?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Right, there's also LINE.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kitakami Yoru remembered this point, went back to the home screen, and found LINE.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were no mobile games, but there were some apps commonly used by girls, so it was basically certain that a girl had lost it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Entering LINE, the message interface was empty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Switching to the friends tab, Kitakami Yoru had no intention of prying into anyone's privacy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, he deliberately tried to avoid it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was basically the same as the contacts saved in the phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This girl must be a wallflower at school.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\u003Cp>“Right, let me check the photo album!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flash of inspiration struck Kitakami Yoru, remembering that high school girls generally love taking selfies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, he opened the photo album.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kasumigaoka Utaha returned home and turned on the lights, intending to pull out her phone to scroll through some short videos and relax.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She searched high and low, even feeling like she could dig up the entire courtyard outside, only to discover her phone was missing!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hurriedly fished out her spare phone and nervously pressed the power button.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I hope there’s still power, and that no one else picked it up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It must have been left at the café; I forgot to grab it when I left.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kasumigaoka Utaha, filled with frantic regret, saw her spare phone successfully turn on, with about 30 percent battery remaining.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She breathed a slight sigh of relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this day and age, whether it’s young boys and girls or middle-aged corporate slaves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone is inseparable from their phones, which have already evolved into a necessity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Losing a phone isn't considered a big deal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kasumigaoka Utaha hadn't stored any important data on it either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it did contain one photo of herself, taken not long ago to please herself, wearing sexy lingerie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Japan, a \"portrait\" means a photograph.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kasumigaoka Utaha closed her eyes, her facial expression twitching, unable to stop herself from letting her imagination run wild.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the person who found the phone happens to...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Covering her face, Kasumigaoka Utaha muttered to herself, calling herself an idiot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could she have lost her phone?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I should just make a call.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taking a deep breath, she entered her phone number, Kasumigaoka Utaha so tense that her toes curled, pressing against the edge of the nightstand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>High-end black pantyhose, reinforced at the tips, encased a pair of beautiful feet painted with blue-green nail polish, emitting an incredibly alluring and mysterious fragrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Beep, beep, beep...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of waiting came from the phone; Kasumigaoka Utaha looked boredly at her own feet, wondering why Aki Tomoya didn't appear in her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, it was Kitakami Yoru.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heh, so there really are people who get turned on by a high school girl’s black-stockinged feet after being cooped up in shoes all day...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s actually Kasumigaoka Utaha, this photo of hers...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having just seen Kasumigaoka Utaha’s sexy private portrait, Kitakami Yoru hadn't even had time to react.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes widened slightly as an incoming call interrupted his thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kitakami Yoru already knew the owner of the lost phone was Kasumigaoka Utaha and chose to answer the call.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hello, excuse me, did you find my phone?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having it answered immediately, Kasumigaoka Utaha, somewhat surprised and delighted, pulled her long, full, beautiful legs back to sit cross-legged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s me, can you tell?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kitakami Yoru wore a faint smile, seeing Yuigahama Kaori finish up and going over to retrieve his school bag.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sorry to keep you waiting, Kitakami-kun.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuigahama Kaori said with a smile as she finished packing up and walked over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, I found a phone, and I happen to know the owner.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kitakami Yoru gestured to the Apple phone held to his ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kitakami Yoru, why is it you?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The familiar voice reached Kasumigaoka Utaha’s ears, and she shouted out in direct surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuigahama Kaori nodded gently, letting Kitakami Yoru follow her outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Closing the café door, the sky outside was pitch black.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s so late already, I’m truly sorry, Kitakami-kun.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing the night, Yuigahama Kaori took a set of car keys from her bag and said to Kitakami Yoru, who was on the phone beside her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Walking behind classmate Yuigahama Yui’s mother, Kitakami Yoru didn't dare look at that perfect, exquisite figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The car is parked a bit far away, sorry about that.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We need to walk for a bit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuigahama Kaori turned back to remind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kitakami Yoru nodded politely and replied to Kasumigaoka Utaha: “Surprised that I’m the one who found your phone?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where are you now? At the café?” Kasumigaoka Utaha relaxed slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least Kitakami Yoru could barely count as an acquaintance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, the café just closed for the night,” Kitakami Yoru said indifferently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then can you bring the phone to my house?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the phone in the other person's hands, Kasumigaoka Utaha’s tone and posture softened significantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I can bring it to you tomorrow.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kitakami Yoru flatly refused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this hour, traveling all the way to return the phone to Kasumigaoka Utaha—was he sick or something?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or was there a reward?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For example... *ahem*...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why? I can pay you a reward.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kasumigaoka Utaha rolled back onto the bed and did a somersault, completely lacking the noble, cold, and glamorous demeanor she usually displayed to outsiders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These self-righteous girls, each one more contradictory than the last.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m not short on that little bit of money of yours, okay?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kitakami Yoru saw Yuigahama Kaori press her car keys, and in the distance, the lights of a compact white Suzuki flashed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Won’t it be too cramped driving a car like that?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Muttering to himself, Kitakami Yoru turned his attention back to the call with Kasumigaoka Utaha.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I said I’d bring it to you tomorrow; I don’t have time today, or you can come get it yourself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kitakami Yoru quickened his pace to keep up with Yuigahama Kaori.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Can you call a courier or take a taxi and send my phone over empty?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kasumigaoka Utaha thought of another way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This method carried a certain risk of losing the phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it wasn't reassuring enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Given your attitude toward me, I am very dissatisfied.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Either I bring it to you tomorrow, or you come get it yourself; forget about anything else.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kitakami Yoru actually didn't have any boring intention of deliberately making things difficult for Kasumigaoka Utaha.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was just lazy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too lazy to download and register for various facial recognition apps just to place an order to send the phone back to Kasumigaoka Utaha.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You? What would it hurt to help me out a little?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s not like I wouldn’t...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kasumigaoka Utaha rolled on the bed, a flash of impatience in her eyes, which she immediately cut short.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s it then; call me when you’ve made up your mind. I’m going to sleep by eleven at the latest.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kitakami Yoru gave Yuigahama Kaori an apologetic smile and chose to sit in the passenger seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turning on the high beams, Yuigahama Kaori’s full chest almost touched the small steering wheel as she began to reverse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kitakami Yoru gave his home address.\u003C\u002Fp>",1943,"2026-06-15T20:15:20.757Z","2026-06-15T20:19:44.996Z",1,"Gemini 3.1 Flash Lite","06fded73d8df15792c6d441186201394ae0e3f230175afdd5745fd59fe4bafde","the-heroines-all-regret-it-chapter-276","the-heroines-all-regret-it-chapter-274",335,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-heroines-all-regret-it-cover.jpg"]