Chapter 28

Kitakami Yoru was silent and looked at the top of Kasumigaoka Utaha's head; the gold treasure chest slowly emerged again.

"Can't speak? Disgusting!" Kasumigaoka Utaha's wine-red beautiful eyes narrowed, humming and spitting.

"Have you really never thought that it was another girl who came to mess with you?" Kitakami Yoru took a deep breath, met Kasumigaoka Utaha's gaze, and forced himself to suppress the anger in his heart.

Hearing this, Kasumigaoka Utaha's expression moved imperceptibly, and she sneered repeatedly.

"No one has such deep hatred for me; it seems only you do."

"Finished? If you're finished, am I going to leave?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha didn't want to stay here for even a moment; looking at Kitakami Yoru made her feel annoyed.

A dead fatty otaku like Kitakami Yoru probably wouldn't have anyone like him in his whole life, right?

If she spoke a few words to him, maybe he would be very happy in his heart.

"Wait a second."

Kitakami Yoru called out to Kasumigaoka Utaha; he told her about the light from that night.

While speaking, Kitakami Yoru paid attention to the progress bar of the treasure chest on Kasumigaoka Utaha's head.

After a little while...

"Your excuse could be even worse..." Kasumigaoka Utaha waved her hand and left.

"Self-righteous cheap woman." Kitakami Yoru cursed and looked at the gold treasure chest on the other party's head.

"It rose a little bit again."

"My guess was correct..."

In short, a treasure chest that only he can see appears...

A treasure chest like this, besides treasure, what else could be inside.

26: Locker room fight

The plain weekend passed quietly, and in a blink of an eye, it was the next Wednesday.

Kitakami Yoru had been losing weight for a full week.

At this moment, he was standing in front of a white scale, his face a bit solemn and nervous.

"Hu~"

Taking a deep breath, Kitakami Yoru stepped on it barefoot, wearing only thin pajamas.

The numbers on the scale's LCD screen were jumping wildly.

140 kilograms!

280 pounds!

"Lost seven kilograms in one week!"

Kitakami Yoru clenched his fists excitedly, waved them hard, and walked off the scale.

Although a lot of these seven kilograms were water weight, he was still a 280-pound big fatty.

But he really lost a bit of weight!

The weight-loss situation was better than previously expected.

"If it continues at this speed, in a month's time."

"I estimate I can lose at least 30 pounds, but it will be more difficult after that."

Even so, Kitakami Yoru was still very excited and happy.

He ran to the kitchen, found a bar of sweet chocolate from the bottom of the refrigerator, and broke off half as his reward.

"Just treat it as a cheat meal for fitness and bodybuilding. Don't professional athletes have one meal a week when they aren't in competition preparation?"

"This is an affirmation and reward for my efforts this week!"

Kitakami Yoru treated it like a treasure and sent the less than 100-gram chocolate into his mouth.

The sweet and smooth chocolate melted in his mouth instantly, forming a rich chocolate stream that flowed through his long-parched throat.

Closing his eyes, Kitakami Yoru felt this beautiful moment.

Recalling the countless sweat and efforts he had shed because of losing weight this week.

Everything was worth it.

His body and mental state were slowly getting better, and he had also started to be self-disciplined.

Kitakami Yoru wrapped up the remaining half of the chocolate and put it back in the refrigerator.

Subsequently, just like usual, he made his own hard-to-swallow weight-loss lunch and breakfast.

Before going out, he gave San-san, who hadn't had time to get up in the morning, a good stroking from head to toe and held it up to rub against it wildly.

The weather was still as gloomy as ever, and it might rain heavily at any moment.

"Morning, Gabriel, have you been waiting long?" Kitakami Yoru greeted Gabriel, who was waiting for him outside, after going out.

"Not at all. You look very happy today?" Gabriel felt the faint joy radiating from Kitakami Yoru.

"Um, I'm losing weight, and the situation is quite good." Kitakami Yoru locked the door and walked with Gabriel.

The two agreed to go to school together in the morning.

"Is that so? I always feel like something is a bit different." Gabriel didn't clearly see Kitakami Yoru's changes, but in order not to discourage him, she chose to lie.

To lose weight, Kitakami Yoru not only controlled his mouth but also quit games, only playing Nintendo's VR sports games as aerobic exercise.

"What about you? How are things at school?" Kitakami Yoru thought of Gabriel being a foreigner and asked with concern.

"Not bad." Gabriel walked and thought of the two demon classmates from hell.

After a brief contact with one of them, she found that the other party was actually not bad.

The two chatted casually and headed to the station.

Passing by the shopping street, Kitakami Yoru called Gabriel and bought a portable umbrella for each of them to carry.

After morning reading, the first class was Hiratsuka Shizuka's Japanese class.

Kitakami Yoru listened very carefully and took notes.

Hiratsuka Shizuka looked at Kitakami Yoru's performance and nodded secretly with satisfaction.

Time flew by, and the morning classes ended in a blink of an eye.

Lunch break.

Kitakami Yoru, who had finished his weight-loss lunch, went out to buy a bottle of black coffee.

This had become his habit; he had to drink a bottle every day to refresh himself, promote gastrointestinal metabolism, and help with weight loss.

After returning, Miura Yumiko, sitting next to him, was surrounded by several people, forming a popular group.

Almost every day, they would gather together to chat during the lunch break, and it seemed they left together after school.

"Oh my, we have swimming class in the afternoon, and I didn't bring my swimsuit~" Miura Yumiko complained.

"It's fine, Yumiko. Occasionally someone leaves their swimsuit in the locker room, and later they just don't want it anymore; anyway, it's clean." Yuigahama Yui smiled and echoed.

"No, I have a cold recently and still have to swim. Hayama, you accompany me to ask the teacher for leave."

"It just so happens I have a match to play in the afternoon, so I'll just save my energy and stay on the shore with you."

"By the way, Yui, why haven't you been going out with us after school recently? You've been coming so late." Miura Yumiko was browsing her phone.

"Um, actually, in fact, I joined a club." Yuigahama Yui replied.

"Swimming class in the afternoon, huh."

Kitakami Yoru, who was silently browsing news on his phone, heard Miura Yumiko talking about swimming class and showed a look of difficulty.

Education in Japan attaches great importance to sports performance.

Now it's April, and summer is coming soon.

The physical education classes this semester should all be teaching swimming.

Girls will change into dark blue, very conservative school swimsuits.

Boys will be shirtless, wearing loose swimming trunks.

This is considered a welfare moment for boys.

But...

Kitakami Yoru looked down at the fat circle on his belly, thinking about wearing loose swimming trunks and having class in the same pool with these people in the class.

He felt a burst of discomfort and distress.

The second class in the afternoon.

Swimming class.