Chapter 279

“While on a video call with you, I knocked over the takeout.”

“It’s fine, it’s fine.”

The last sentence was said to Kasumigaoka Utaha.

“Oh, you haven’t eaten yet.”

Fujiwara Chika leaned back on the sofa, not doubting Kitakami Yoru’s words at all.

So easy to fool.

*Smile...*

“Big sister, Mom and Dad will be back tonight.”

Fujiwara Moeha came out after showering, wrapped in a bath towel.

Besides the two sisters, there was only a nanny left in the house, nothing to be afraid of.

“I’ll hang up first, let’s talk later.”

“Bye-bye!”

The smile on Fujiwara Chika’s lips froze instantly; she hurriedly said a word to Kitakami Yoru and hung up the video.

The moment the call ended, Kasumigaoka Utaha and Kitakami Yoru, who had his hands free, looked at each other.

“I’ll clean it up.”

Feeling a little embarrassed, Kasumigaoka Utaha squatted down.

“Forget it, forget it, I’m too lazy to talk to you, you’re starving me to death...”

Kitakami Yoru, whose stomach was growling, really didn’t have the energy to argue with Kasumigaoka Utaha.

Shaking his head speechlessly at the mess on the ground, he turned to go back.

Kasumigaoka Utaha squatted down, not knowing how to handle it.

She couldn’t just reach out and grab it.

She had to use her thumb and index finger to pick up the bento box and put it aside.

Not long after, Kitakami Yoru brought a trash bag, a roll of paper, and a basin of water.

“Wrap the rice and pork cutlet with paper and throw it into the trash bag.”

After saying that, he didn’t stand on ceremony and put the roll of paper between them.

He tore off a section himself and began to clean up the wasted food.

Rice is sticky, so using a broom wasn’t appropriate.

Not to mention not getting it clean, the rice would also stick to the broom and the floor.

“I didn’t do it on purpose, why are you speaking so loudly?”

Kasumigaoka Utaha lowered her head, picking up the bento box and stuffing it into the trash bag in defiance.

“Take this trash away later, please.”

Kitakami Yoru responded without looking up, making Kasumigaoka Utaha feel like she’d punched the air.

“You... heh... I’ll take it, I’ll take it.”

“Can your attitude be a little better?”

Kasumigaoka Utaha argued back, her hands not stopping.

“What can I get from having a good attitude or a bad attitude toward you?”

“A hot face pressed against a cold butt!”

Kitakami Yoru rolled his eyes at Kasumigaoka Utaha.

It was just a little bit of rice.

With the two of them working together, it was cleaned up quickly.

Wetting the tissue with water, he wiped the rice and sauce stuck to the floor.

It was greasy.

It was relatively difficult to clean.

“Pressed against my butt?”

“Huh? Say that again?”

Kasumigaoka Utaha clearly didn’t understand the specific meaning of this phrase.

This phrase was something Kitakami Yoru had learned from a certain *doujin*.

The author of the *doujin* was an international student from China next door.

Its general meaning is that a person expresses great enthusiasm to please another person, only to be met with cold treatment and eye-rolling.

Kasumigaoka Utaha didn’t know it well and could only infer from the keywords.

Did she think Kitakami Yoru wanted to rub his face against her butt?

How lewd.

“Hmm?”

Kitakami Yoru was slightly stunned, only then realizing that Kasumigaoka Utaha probably didn’t understand the phrase.

He looked up abruptly to explain, but collided head-on with Kasumigaoka Utaha, who was leaning forward.

His forehead knocked directly into Kasumigaoka Utaha’s chin.

“Thud!”

If you use your fist to knock on your forehead now, it will make this sound.

The force was mutual; the sudden collision made Kitakami Yoru gasp in pain.

He almost cried out.

Then, the next second.

Another sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Kitakami Yoru stood up, holding onto the apartment door, his words stopping immediately, his eyes filled with suspicion and uncertainty.

“Kasumigaoka Utaha...?”

The high-mountain flower of Suiran Academy, the cold and noble Senior Kasumigaoka Utaha, had fallen to the ground for some reason.

Looking by the light, it seemed she had fainted.

Kitakami Yoru licked his lips, and out of subconscious reaction, turned his head helplessly to look around.

He wasn’t a medical worker and didn’t know how to handle such things.

A continuous, intense pain came from his forehead.

“Did I knock Kasumigaoka Utaha unconscious?”

“Kasumigaoka Utaha?”

Ignoring the mess at the door, Kitakami Yoru looked worriedly at Kasumigaoka Utaha lying on the ground.

When the two collided.

Kitakami Yoru didn’t know that his forehead had hit Kasumigaoka Utaha’s chin.

Anyone with a little common sense knows.

The chin is the only movable bone in the head, and without muscle and fat as a barrier, it is relatively fragile.

When subjected to external impact, the force is transmitted directly to the cerebellum, which can damage the vestibular cerebellum, leading to symptoms such as positional vertigo, imbalance, and dizziness.

Just look at athletes in combat sports to understand this point.

Under tension, Kitakami Yoru couldn’t think of it at all at first.

Even if he did, suddenly knocking someone unconscious would make anyone afraid.

“Kasumigaoka Utaha?”

Calling Kasumigaoka Utaha’s name softly, Kitakami Yoru didn’t dare look away for even a second, hurrying over.

At the same time, he took out his phone, used the flashlight, squatted down, and shone it on Kasumigaoka Utaha’s face.

Not in the mood to appreciate the beauty of a young girl, Kitakami Yoru panicked and checked her head first.

Especially the back of her head.

Her long black hair was very annoying in this situation.

It felt very smooth to the touch.

Carefully parting it, he shone the flashlight on it.

“No blood, no injuries...”

"Where did Utaha Kasumigaoka get bumped by me?"

"How did she faint, what if..."

Yoru Kitakami didn't like Utaha Kasumigaoka very much.

However, he was unwilling to watch her lose her life.

"No... dying like this is too exaggerated."

Pulling open Utaha Kasumigaoka's eyelids, Yoru Kitakami carefully checked the wine-red pupils, confirming it was correct, and let out a sigh of relief.

He had seen similar eyes when he knocked Eriri unconscious.

"Should be fainted, the chin and my forehead bumped together..."

Yoru Kitakami's forehead had a bump and a bruise, and Utaha Kasumigaoka's chin couldn't avoid it either.

Calming down, Yoru Kitakami gently patted Utaha Kasumigaoka's face.

No reaction.

Still a bit uneasy, Yoru Kitakami started searching with his phone.

Finally, he dismissed the idea of waking Utaha Kasumigaoka up.

A post with doctor certification online said that this situation basically wouldn't have any impact, fainting is the brain's instinctive protection, and waking up naturally is the best.

"Scared me, scaring myself..."

Completely confirming she was fine, Yoru Kitakami let out a sigh of relief and looked at Utaha Kasumigaoka from head to toe.

People who don't know.

Still think he deceived the top-tier beautiful girl in the academy, knocked her unconscious, and committed atrocities.

Generally speaking.

Or rather, according to the male protagonist in the book Yoru Kitakami likes to read, who has a strong sense of substitution.

The gorgeous girl faints.

Anyway, the other party doesn't know, so he can kiss her, touch her, molest her, and take some photos.

A bit perverted.

Take off Utaha Kasumigaoka's small leather shoes, grab that pair of black-silk beautiful feet that have been stuffed all day and press them on his face to inhale wildly...

Anyone, more or less, will have some uncontrollable impulses and thoughts.

Yoru Kitakami still wouldn't do such things.

Gently putting down Utaha Kasumigaoka's head, Yoru Kitakami continued to clean up the mess at the door.

Rubbing with wet paper towels...

In less than a minute, Yoru Kitakami finished, closed the trash bag, and put his hand into the water basin to wash it.

So the question is.

"What about this fainted Utaha Kasumigaoka?"

Looking out, a cold wind happened to blow.

Utaha Kasumigaoka didn't know when she would wake up.

"Leave her outside, or drag her in?"

Yoru Kitakami, who started to worry, showed hesitation, choosing to take the paper and water basin back first.

Wash his hands clean.

Finally, after delaying for a few minutes, he decided to move Utaha Kasumigaoka.

Rubbing his chin, Yoru Kitakami pondered for a while before bending down to grab Utaha Kasumigaoka's arms.

Pulling this fat woman older than himself up, supporting her into the apartment door.

Closing the door by the way.

Yoru Kitakami squatted down and skillfully took off Utaha Kasumigaoka's standard small leather shoes.

To tell the truth.

His heart was beating very fast, expectant and nervous.

With a light click of his finger, he took off the black small leather shoe on the left foot, Yoru Kitakami looked at it and threw it on the ground.

A white jade little foot wrapped in black silk that had been walking for a day, the nails dotted with alluring blue-green nail polish, quite matching the style of a girl like Utaha Kasumigaoka.

At this moment.

Yoru Kitakami only needed to nod gently to smell the wonderful and alluring special fragrance.

Didn't dare to look more.

44: Almost Stepped to Death

"You should really be glad it's me, Utaha Kasumigaoka."

"No, it's the current me, if it were someone else or the old me."

"Even if I didn't have the courage to go deep, secretly licking your feet, anyway you wouldn't know, and there's no evidence to catch me."

Yoru Kitakami shook his head forcefully, throwing out the wild thoughts in his mind, and took off the other shoe.

A pair of black-silk beautiful feet that were hanging down powerlessly because the owner fainted were exposed to the eyes of the perverted foot fetishist.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yoru Kitakami could completely and boldly play.

Be evil, take a lot of private photos of Utaha Kasumigaoka directly...

The plot behind it leads to infinite reverie...

"Sigh..."

Sighing slightly, Yoru Kitakami supported the fainted Utaha Kasumigaoka to the living room.

Casually, he placed her on the sofa, with a pillow comfortably under the back of her head.

If the people at Shuchiin knew that the cute mixed-race loli Eriri had long been in Yoru Kitakami's pocket.

The most popular high-altitude flower in the third year was also carried home by Yoru Kitakami.

I'm afraid they would vomit blood in anger, making him the enemy of all boys.

The one who regretted and felt aggrieved the most must be Tomoya Aki.

"The internet didn't say how long it would take to wake up automatically."

"Won't it be overnight?"

Yoru Kitakami put his hands on his hips, shaking his head helplessly.

Let Utaha Kasumigaoka spend the night here?

Don't even think about it.

Maybe, he would appear in prison after a while, bitterly serving five years.

"Let her rest for two hours, if she doesn't wake up before I sleep, then physical awakening."

Yoru Kitakami sighed, carefully examining Utaha Kasumigaoka from head to toe.

Suffocated today.

Super uncomfortable.

Loving with Chika Fujiwara during lunch break.

In the afternoon, that stupid little golden retriever Eriri kept coming to shake around, mentioning that night's incident.

Playing the sister-brother play with Kaho Yuigahama, the classmate's mother who radiated a fatal aura all over.

Night.

Utaha Kasumigaoka even sent herself to the door, but fainted...

Letting him do whatever he wanted.

It could even be said that this was a good opportunity to do whatever he wanted...

"Sansan, don't disturb her."

Yoru Kitakami then called Sansan, who was curious, and went back to the kitchen.

Took his own bento and takoyaki, and filled his hungry body.

One portion, Yoru Kitakami finished it quickly.

Not satisfied.

Ate a tuna rice ball, ate two bananas.

With his stomach bulging, Yoru Kitakami burped and walked out.

Time is just past nine o'clock.