Chapter 280

Utaha Kasumigaoka didn't move at all.

"I was going to start muscle-building training tonight, are you the nemesis in my life?"

Rubbing the bruise on his forehead in distress, Yoru Kitakami sat down to rest with his round stomach.

Sitting on a small chair.

Browsing news to digest.

As for Utaha Kasumigaoka, except for her body, Yoru Kitakami didn't like her at all.

"But she really looks good, and she's perfect everywhere..."

"This pair of feet, it's my first time seeing them..."

Browsing the phone, Yoru Kitakami would look up and comment on Utaha Kasumigaoka from time to time.

Until nine-thirty.

The other party still didn't show any signs of waking up.

Yoru Kitakami put away his phone and walked into the shower.

Water sound...

Japanese people like to take baths.

This is a good thing that can eliminate a day's fatigue, make people happy, and wash away dirt.

Don't know why, some stubborn old people like to say, take a bath quickly, what are you doing inside.

Ten o'clock sharp.

Yoru Kitakami came out in loose pajamas, also washed his hair, and wiped it with a clean towel while it was wet.

"Why hasn't Chika replied to my message yet."

Thinking of the ambiguity with Chika Fujiwara during the lunch break, Yoru Kitakami wished he could hold the fragrant and soft Chika Fujiwara for a night.

But in fact, he could only fantasize.

The difficulty is estimated to be a bit high.

The easiest target is still Eriri.

"If it were Eriri, I wouldn't be polite long ago."

Seeing Utaha Kasumigaoka, Yoru Kitakami's eyes were full of helplessness and restraint.

If he took the opportunity to molest her, wouldn't he become the person he hated most?

Silently guarding Utaha Kasumigaoka, playing with Sansan.

When he was so sleepy that he kept yawning, Utaha Kasumigaoka finally had signs of waking up.

Beautiful eyes twitching...

After a few times, it returned to calm.

Yoru Kitakami, who was observing her situation, was energized in an instant.

Finally, he could send this big Buddha away.

After waiting for ten minutes, Sansan went to pick up a rainbow-colored yarn ball that Yoru Kitakami threw out.

Utaha Kasumigaoka opened her eyes in a daze, her expression tired and weak, listless.

Her little hand supported herself on the sofa weakly, and she couldn't support herself yet.

"You're awake?"

Yoru Kitakami stood up and said to Utaha Kasumigaoka.

"Hmm."

Utaha Kasumigaoka, whose thoughts were chaotic, nodded instinctively; people who drink alcohol and wake up the next day will have broken memories.

Forgetting what happened, many jokes and tragedies happen because of this.

Utaha Kasumigaoka was even more unlucky, her chin bumped into Yoru Kitakami's forehead, and she fainted directly, making the daze even more thorough.

"If you're fine, you can go, I'm going to sleep."

Bending down to pick up Sansan, who ran back to his arms, Yoru Kitakami yawned.

Utaha Kasumigaoka turned a deaf ear.

At this moment, except for the strange feeling coming from her chin, she didn't know anything.

Seeing the environment around her, it was incomparably strange.

Only then did she gradually wake up, her eyes getting brighter and brighter.

"Are you listening to me, Utaha Kasumigaoka?"

Yoru Kitakami frowned slightly and walked up.

This Utaha Kasumigaoka, wouldn't she be stupid?

"Why are you here?!"

The normal inquiry gave Utaha Kasumigaoka a big scare, and she shouted in surprise.

At the same time, she didn't know where the strength came from, and she borrowed strength to get up from the sofa.

But her head was dizzy, and that pair of black-silk smelly feet softened, and she couldn't stand steady and almost fell again.

"Hey, don't scare me."

Fortunately, Yoru Kitakami had long legs and quick eyes, and timely grabbed Utaha Kasumigaoka's green jade hand.

Avoiding a tragedy.

"You... hoo... hoo..."

Utaha Kasumigaoka tried hard to look up, looking at Yoru Kitakami, and just opened her mouth, feeling out of breath.

The feeling of weakness all over her body surged up, she didn't even have the strength to speak, and there was a burning suffocation in her heart.

Her chin still felt faint pain, and her head was dizzy.

The saliva in her mouth tasted bitter.

"You sit down first, sit down first."

Yoru Kitakami looked at Utaha Kasumigaoka with worry immediately, grabbing her little hand and slowly supporting her back to the sofa.

Wouldn't there be an accident?

It was completely different from what was said online, isn't it fine after a sleep?

"Utaha Kasumigaoka wouldn't be bumped into a fool by me?"

The worry became more and more obvious, Yoru Kitakami swallowed, and started praying that Utaha Kasumigaoka was just sleeping dazed.

"Yoru Kitakami?"

"Why are you here? And..."

"Here... where is this?"

Utaha Kasumigaoka's eyes were clear, holding Yoru Kitakami's hand tightly, questioning with a weak voice.

"This is my house, you say why am I in your house?"

Yoru Kitakami let out a sigh of relief.

Utaha Kasumigaoka is his nemesis?

But it's fine.

Really, because of bumping into the chin, damaging the brain tissue, and becoming an intellectually disabled Utaha Kasumigaoka, he doesn't want that.

"So much strength, my hand hurts."

After speaking, Yoru Kitakami tried hard to pull his hand back, but it was held tightly by Utaha Kasumigaoka.

Adrenaline secreted rapidly.

When people face a desperate situation, they will burst out with unparalleled strength.

"Huh?"

"Your house? What did you do to me?"

Waking up, Utaha Kasumigaoka saw herself and Yoru Kitakami alone in a completely strange place.

Various parts of her body were desperately sending out strange feelings.

Utaha Kasumigaoka, who was very sensitive to the outside world, reacted first by thinking she had been bullied by Yoru Kitakami.

"What what? You wouldn't be?"

Yoru Kitakami just relaxed, but was questioned by Utaha Kasumigaoka, obviously stunned.

At this time, the panicked girl discovered that her little hand and Yoru Kitakami's hand were tightly held together.

"Get lost!"

With a cry, Kasumigaoka Utaha gasped for air and hurriedly pulled back her small hand.

On her exquisite face, waves of deep crimson flushes appeared in rapid succession.

It was true that she liked Aki Tomoya.

But in this world, he might be the only man who was that much of a coward.

He had never even held Kasumigaoka Utaha’s hand once.

"Are you asking me what I did to you?"

Kitakami Yoru barely managed to react.

Filled with disdain, he glared at Kasumigaoka Utaha and muttered to himself: "The moment you wake up, you think of me as that kind of person?"

"Just how narcissistic is this Kasumigaoka Utaha? Or how much does she look down on me?"

"Speak quickly, you, you... you..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha glared back at Kitakami Yoru with wariness and tension, once again observing the strange surroundings in a flustered state.

Facing the girl's repeated questioning, even the most even-tempered person would eventually get angry.

Kitakami Yoru had originally intended to explain properly, but seeing Kasumigaoka Utaha’s reaction and her relentless urging, a desire for revenge welled up in his heart.

Scare her a little!

His expression shifted, revealing a lecherous, evil grin as if to say, "I'm not pretending anymore, I'm a pervert," and he lightly licked the corner of his mouth before speaking:

"Of course, it's to... hehe..."

"Kasumigaoka Utaha, I have to say, your feet really are a top-grade delicacy..."

"Right, a reminder: this is already the second night. I didn't expect the sleeping pills to be so effective."

"You didn't have a single reaction, all sorts of..."

Halfway through his sentence, Kitakami Yoru, who was joking, had absolutely no guard up against Kasumigaoka Utaha.

Suddenly.

Kasumigaoka Utaha erupted with immense strength, stood up, and violently shoved Kitakami Yoru onto the sofa.

Her wine-red eyes were bloodshot, and her hair was disheveled.

Her small hands transformed into the life-snatching hooks of Black and White Impermanence, moving with ghostly speed to clamp directly onto Kitakami Yoru’s throat.

Attacked by a Kasumigaoka Utaha who had nearly lost her sanity due to the threat to her vital point, Kitakami Yoru no longer had any thoughts of joking and intended to quickly change his tune and explain.

He composed his expression and earnestly called out Kasumigaoka Utaha’s name, attempting to stop her actions.

Having lost her precious body, Kasumigaoka Utaha was driven mad with rage and should have been completely unwilling to pay any attention to the Kitakami Yoru who had harmed her.

Or perhaps, she thought Kitakami Yoru was afraid and was begging for mercy.

That was of no use at all.

With her reason cast to the winds, Kasumigaoka Utaha now only wanted to strangle Kitakami Yoru to death!

"Cough, cough... Kasumi..."

At first, Kitakami Yoru could barely endure her throat-strangling attack.

As time went on, Kasumigaoka Utaha used more and more force, and he gradually found it difficult to breathe, gasping for air.

And looking at Kasumigaoka Utaha, she had no intention of stopping, frantically cursing with her mouth:

"I'll kill you... I'll kill you... get lost!"

"You sewer stray dog, go to hell... you stupid pig, you stray dog!"

"I'll slaughter you!"

Kitakami Yoru hurriedly reached out and grabbed Kasumigaoka Utaha’s smooth, delicate wrists, but despite applying slight force, they didn't budge at all.

Pinned down by Kasumigaoka Utaha and being strangled, Kitakami Yoru couldn't muster much strength for the moment.

His face flushed red, and he was panting heavily.

Seizing a gap, he used his strength to thrust his waist, temporarily pinning Kasumigaoka Utaha’s hands so she couldn't exert force.

"I... I... wait a moment... cough, cough..."

At this moment, Kitakami Yoru even felt a bit of regret; he should have known better than to scare this crazy woman, Kasumigaoka Utaha.

She appeared cold, elegant, and noble at the Xiuzhiyuan Sect, but in private, she was a complete madwoman.

"Still daring to struggle? Huh?"

"Haha? How is my body?"

"Are my feet delicious? Do you really like feet that much? You pervert!"

"See if I don't trample you to death today, you bastard, you xxx criminal!"

Kitakami Yoru’s struggle only earned him even more severe treatment from Kasumigaoka Utaha.

In her crazed state, she sat down directly, attempting to pin Kitakami Yoru so he couldn't move.

"Kasumigaoka Utaha, listen to my explanation..."

Kitakami Yoru was, after all, a physically robust young man; once he had a chance to breathe, dealing with Kasumigaoka Utaha’s barrage was no longer a problem.

"Explanation? Go explain it to your mother."

"I'll trample you to death, you bastard stray dog!"

"I'll chop off that part of you!"

Kasumigaoka Utaha cursed bitterly, spittle flying.

Unable to suppress Kitakami Yoru, with her hands still gripping his throat, she simply sat down completely and took the opportunity to lift her right foot and trample fiercely onto someone's face.

The someone struggling with all his might widened his eyes, opened his mouth, and watched helplessly as a black curtain descended from the sky!

"Woo... woo..."

"Scissors, scissors, hehe, I won't let you off..."

Using all her strength, Kasumigaoka Utaha kept screaming while continuously using her foot to trample on Kitakami Yoru’s face.

It was as if she were treating him like trash thrown on the ground.

Trampling, grinding, not gentle in the slightest.

The scent rushed to his brain.

Kitakami Yoru’s breathing became increasingly difficult.

He was going to be suffocated!

Woo... woo...

Woo...

The weak whimpering sounds squeezed from his mouth were the best reward for Kasumigaoka Utaha!

"Haha, hmph..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha bit her silver teeth, freed one hand, and smashed it hard onto Kitakami Yoru’s chest.

However, she didn't have much strength to begin with.

Famished and dizzy, she had almost been unable to stand steady just a moment ago.

All her remaining strength was used in her feet to control the resisting Kitakami Yoru.

How much force could a hammered fist have?

Instead, after a few strikes, her elbows felt sore and weak.

At the same time.

Kitakami Yoru gave up struggling.

Who could understand his situation at this moment?

Unable to open his eyes at all, he let this crazy woman, Kasumigaoka Utaha, fiercely trample on his dignity...

As her strength slowly drained away, Kitakami Yoru stopped thrashing and resisting.

Not at all like a man, he shamefully let Kasumigaoka Utaha trample him under her black-silk-covered stinky feet.

It was a bit like his favorite manga plot.

The male lead's secret is discovered by the heroine, and the evil heroine, who considers herself a sadist, uses her feet to humiliate and train the male lead, only to eventually be conquered and counter-attacked.

"Is something not quite right?"

Taking deep breaths of fresh air, Kasumigaoka Utaha broke out in a fine layer of fragrant sweat after the intense exercise.

She came to her senses and was now very clear-headed.

Her remaining strength was completely exhausted.

Her hand gripping Kitakami Yoru gradually loosened.