Chapter 278

"Yoru Kitakami, my mood was already very bad today, why are you still deliberately making me angry?"

The little trick was indeed a bit clumsy, and Utaha Kasumigaoka didn't pin any hope on it to achieve the goal of humiliating Yoru Kitakami.

"Mood bad? Did you have a fight with your boyfriend?"

Yoru Kitakami asked back casually.

"I don't have a boyfriend."

Utaha Kasumigaoka was stunned.

"So your sexy figure is natural, without external help?"

"What's the difference between this and telling me you're a virgin?"

Yoru Kitakami pouted.

"Eh?"

"You? So you're scolding me because I have a good figure?"

"Sour grapes."

Utaha Kasumigaoka laughed angrily and shook her head repeatedly.

"Are you really a virgin?"

Yoru Kitakami was slightly stunned when he saw the girl's reaction.

Could it be that he had been thinking wrong all along?

Who exactly was Ethics-kun?

What was his relationship with Utaha Kasumigaoka and Eriri?

"Yes."

Utaha Kasumigaoka said proudly, raising her head very confidently.

"Oh, I still don't believe it, unless you prove it to me."

Yoru Kitakami was very surprised, basically believing what Utaha Kasumigaoka said.

As for his mouth, it was impossible to soften.

Unexpected.

If she were well developed...

Tsk tsk.

Dare not imagine.

Hearing this, Utaha Kasumigaoka's eyebrows twitched, and she wanted to rush in and beat Yoru Kitakami up.

Because of Tomoya Aki, she had had enough. Now another Yoru Kitakami came along.

"What bad thing did I do today in my past life to deserve this?"

"Hiss..."

Taking a long breath, Utaha Kasumigaoka forced a smile and retracted her right foot that was blocking the door.

Exhausted, she really had no energy to scold Yoru Kitakami back.

"Goodbye."

Yoru Kitakami smiled and said goodbye, closing the door.

"Wait..."

This time, Utaha Kasumigaoka blocked the door with her hand, preventing it from closing.

"Give me a portion of the bento, I'll take a taxi home directly."

"Eat while waiting for the car."

"Okay."

Responding briefly and clearly, Yoru Kitakami went back to get a bento, chopsticks, and a drink.

Returning, he gave them to Utaha Kasumigaoka.

"Is that enough? Anything else needed?"

Yoru Kitakami's expression didn't change, his hand on the doorknob.

"It's cold outside, I want to go in and eat."

Utaha Kasumigaoka said lightly while taking the bento and drink.

"No, I don't like you coming into my house."

After hesitating, Yoru Kitakami refused.

"I didn't really want to go in either, you think I'm very reassured about you?"

"Oh, not really..."

"For a pervert like you, I'm very reassured, after all, you're just a little puppy that likes to kneel and lick feet."

Utaha Kasumigaoka retorted unconvinced.

Without realizing it, she was acting a bit strange now.

Clearly, her resentment was toward Tomoya Aki, and she liked Tomoya Aki, so why was she inexplicably taking it out on Yoru Kitakami?

As the words fell.

At the apartment entrance, there was a silence.

"Utaha Kasumigaoka, are you sick?"

"Why do I feel like you're strange, a bit unlike your usual self, were you stimulated by something?"

Yoru Kitakami put away his original indifferent expression and asked curiously.

In an instant.

Utaha Kasumigaoka's pupils shrank slightly.

That's right.

Yoru Kitakami was right.

She had received a huge stimulation this afternoon!

Even to the point of deleting Tomoya Aki's contact information with her own hands.

"I guessed right."

The change in expression couldn't escape the careful observation of Yoru Kitakami.

"Fine, it is, you saw it?"

Utaha Kasumigaoka nodded hesitantly and asked back.

"The words you said were very strange."

"At first, I thought you were deliberately targeting me, because our relationship was already bad."

"Later I felt, you were taking your anger out on me, using me as a vent."

Yoru Kitakami shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

Under the night sky.

Utaha Kasumigaoka looked at Yoru Kitakami deeply, shaking her head after a long time.

"Fine, gomen nasai, I was indeed emotional."

"As for my business, it has nothing to do with you."

"Eh..."

Yoru Kitakami made a surprised sound; he absolutely hadn't expected Utaha Kasumigaoka to apologize suddenly.

However, he wasn't Utaha Kasumigaoka.

You are not a fish, how do you know the joy of a fish.

"Next door is my friend, a freshman junior, I can help you call her to open the door so you can rest while waiting for the car."

Don't hit a smiling person, Yoru Kitakami replied politely.

"Junior?"

Utaha Kasumigaoka was a bit surprised, and finally chose to refuse.

"I'm embarrassed to disturb others at night, what's your relationship with her?"

"My business also has nothing to do with you, right?"

"If nothing else, I'm closing the door."

Yoru Kitakami boredly picked at the door crack.

Why is this door so hard to close?

“About my photo, can I confirm one last time?”

Kasumigaoka Utaha nodded gently, still not at ease.

“I didn’t save it, I didn’t use it for fantasies, and I didn’t send it to anyone else.”

Kitakami Yoru nodded, annoyed, and pulled the door shut.

Just as he was about to close it, Kasumigaoka Utaha remembered the bento was cold and felt embarrassed to interrupt: “Help me heat it up.”

Someone’s expression was exactly like a wronged little wife; he let out a forceful breath, took the bento, and turned back inside.

Just consider it the price difference for that bag of bento and fruit.

That bag of food couldn’t be bought for ten thousand yen.

Kasumigaoka Utaha definitely found it troublesome and underreported the amount.

43: Unexpected Fainting

Carrying the bento and grabbing Sansan, who didn’t want to leave, Kitakami Yoru returned to the kitchen to help Kasumigaoka Utaha heat the bento.

“Stay here, don’t move.”

“Everyone says you’re a little perverted cat, and you still want to rub against people; be careful, or I’ll cancel your future snack rewards!”

Giving Sansan a fierce warning, Kitakami Yoru let it go and let Sansan move freely.

He didn’t care whether the innocent little cat could understand Kitakami Yoru’s words.

Opening the microwave, the convenience food industry in Japan was well-developed, and almost all packaging could be put directly into the microwave for heating.

Kitakami Yoru went back and picked a bento he liked, a serving of takoyaki.

Might as well heat them together.

For the microwave, medium-high heat for three minutes was enough.

“The weather is getting colder and colder.”

During the few minutes of waiting, Kitakami Yoru took out his phone to search for recent weather changes.

It was all good.

For the next fifteen days, it would be sunny, with daytime temperatures staying around twenty degrees Celsius.

However, the summit of Mount Fuji already had its first snow cap.

Outside.

Blowing in the gusts of wind, Kasumigaoka Utaha hugged her arms against the cold, leaning tightly against the cold wall.

Beside her, light came from Kitakami Yoru’s warm home.

Downstairs outside the apartment, the lighting from the utility pole was insufficient and couldn’t provide light for Kasumigaoka Utaha.

“I should have brought an extra piece of clothing.”

“Losing my phone and having Kitakami Yoru find it turned out to be the luckiest thing that happened to me today.”

Muttering, Kasumigaoka Utaha waited for a long time in those three short minutes.

She had no concept or awareness of the passage of time.

Just as the microwave stopped working and Kitakami Yoru opened it to take out the two bentos.

Kasumigaoka Utaha seemed unable to resist standing up, poking her head to look into Kitakami Yoru’s home.

First, she carefully examined the entryway, and finally tilted her head, wanting to see the specific appearance inside.

The result, naturally, was returning empty-handed.

“When Kitakami Yoru discovered that Eriri was the real culprit, did he let her off?”

“Today, Ethics-kun made me feel uneasy... Ethics-kun doesn’t believe me...”

The other party still didn’t believe her and chose to go find Eriri to flirt.

Even so, Kasumigaoka Utaha still had no intention of telling Aki Tomoya the truth.

It just felt meaningless.

“If Ethics-kun really doesn’t like me, then there’s nothing I can do...”

Besides this, Kasumigaoka Utaha was also afraid of another consequence.

That Aki Tomoya would beg and plead with her not to use this matter to report and hurt Eriri, begging her to be magnanimous.

For this, Aki Tomoya would be willing to promise to agree to anything Kasumigaoka Utaha asked, any request.

Just to protect Eriri from being hurt.

Kasumigaoka Utaha, who considered herself to understand Aki Tomoya well enough, wasn’t guessing without reason.

“Sorry to keep you waiting.”

Carrying a warm bento, Kitakami Yoru walked out quickly and saw Kasumigaoka Utaha standing foolishly at the door.

“Thank you.”

Kasumigaoka Utaha reached out politely to take it.

Just at this moment.

The phone in Kitakami Yoru’s pocket suddenly rang.

Looking at Kasumigaoka Utaha, Kitakami Yoru chose to slow his pace and answer the call first.

Fujiwara Chika calling?

A video call.

With the phone facing his face, Kitakami Yoru gave Kasumigaoka Utaha a quiet look, handing it over while pressing answer.

*Heehee.*

Chika-chan’s lips were truly super soft, not losing to that mixed-race white-skinned little golden retriever Eriri by even a bit.

Fujiwara Chika’s house.

In the living room.

Wearing cute pink printed pajamas, legs resting on the small coffee table, Fujiwara Chika had wet hair and a smile on her face.

“Good evening, Kitakami-kun.”

There’s a reason why the old saying that one thinks of lust after being full and warm has been passed down to this day.

Fujiwara Chika missed Kitakami Yoru...

“Good evening.”

Kitakami Yoru didn’t want to expose to Kasumigaoka Utaha who he was having a video call with.

Looking at Fujiwara Chika on the phone screen.

He hurriedly handed the bento to the other person and kept signaling for her to get lost quickly.

Seeing this scene, Kasumigaoka Utaha was a little curious at first.

Who was Kitakami Yoru talking to on the phone?

She felt the voice on the other side seemed a bit familiar.

Later, she associated it with Fujiwara Chika.

“The student council secretary Fujiwara likes him, right?”

When taking the bento, Kasumigaoka Utaha looked at Kitakami Yoru in a daze and didn’t hold it steady.

A perfectly good bento accidentally smashed onto the ground.

When heated in the microwave, the bento packaging was open.

In front of the apartment door, a sweet and sour fried pork cutlet bento was spilled all over the floor.

Kasumigaoka Utaha reacted first, her mind going blank.

Staring blankly at the ground.

The sound on Kitakami Yoru’s side attracted Fujiwara Chika’s attention and curiosity.

From the video, she felt Kitakami Yoru was busy, as if something was going on.

“Are you busy with something? What happened?”

Fujiwara Chika sat up unconsciously and asked with concern.

Kitakami Yoru turned his head to look at Kasumigaoka Utaha outside the door, standing at his door late at night with a stunning face and perfect figure.

Absolutely must not let Fujiwara Chika know!

“Nothing, I didn’t cook tonight, I ordered takeout.”