Chapter 284

It was math class.

Kitakami Yoru listened carefully and could basically understand everything.

For the parts he couldn't understand, no one in the class could either.

The last class was a lively PE class.

In the autumn afternoon, the sun wasn't as fierce as in summer.

In a while, he would need to wear a coat when going out at night.

He took his schoolbag down in advance, changed into sports shoes; today was a physical fitness test.

Xiuzhiyuan has a super huge track, with two standard soccer fields spliced in the middle.

During the physical fitness test, it is generally carried out here.

There were still a few minutes before class; Kitakami Yoru stood on the side silently, watching everyone chatting and waiting for class.

Fortunately, PE classes are often taken by several classes together.

He didn't look abrupt like this.

A few minutes.

The PE teacher blew the whistle to assemble; he was a short-haired man in his late twenties.

"Today we are conducting a 100-meter full-speed sprint physical fitness test."

The PE teacher assembled the team and said.

"Count off!"

"Attention!"

"Spread out, lie down on the spot, ten push-ups to warm up!"

Kitakami Yoru's class warmed up on the field near the track.

Every class's PE curriculum is different.

After warming up for ten minutes, the other classes disbanded to do their own activities.

Only then did Kitakami Yoru's class start lining up for the running test.

Shijo Kaguya asked Hayasaka Ai in a low voice from a distance of a few meters.

"Hayasaka, have you finished the things I asked you to do?"

Thanks to her usual coldness, no girls or boys who didn't have eyes gathered around Shijo Kaguya; those people didn't dare to approach.

"It's done, one million yen and getting his father a promotion and a raise."

Hayasaka Ai's gaze, along with Shijo Kaguya's, looked at Kitakami Yoru, who looked slightly aloof in the distance.

Really, it shocked Hayasaka Ai for ten thousand years!

The real culprit wasn't Kitakami Yoru!

According to the information she found, Kitakami Yoru was an incurable perverted foot-fetish fat otaku, so doing this was very reasonable.

"That's enough."

Shijo Kaguya's cold eyes didn't contain a trace of emotion.

Of course, she still hated Kitakami Yoru and could absolutely never forgive the other party.

Daring to say she was useless?

"Kaguya-sama, I'm leaving first."

Hayasaka Ai stood up and left to avoid exposing any clues.

Returning to the gyaru group in the class, Hayasaka Ai changed her face directly and naturally joined the conversation.

The gyarus changed the topic to Hayasaka Ai.

"Hayasaka, Hayasaka, didn't you confess to Kitakami Yoru once before?"

"Why don't you try again?"

"Yeah, yeah, if I had known he would become so handsome, I would have gone; I regret it to death."

"Aha, you guys like handsome guys, don't drag me into it."

"I have no interest in him or dating."

Hayasaka Ai didn't want to contact Kitakami Yoru and used the excuse she usually used to reject boys.

"Eh, Hayasaka, can't you forget the boy who hurt you in middle school?"

"What a lovesick seed..."

"It's a pity for Hayasaka, she's so cute."

The gyarus lamented one after another and stood up at the same time.

"A little bit, I haven't forgotten it all."

Hayasaka Ai cooperated and stood up, showing a wounded expression.

On the surface, it was like this, but in her heart, there was no emotion, like a pool of ten-thousand-year-old dead water.

She indeed couldn't forget, after all, it was made up.

The gyaru group Hayasaka Ai was in walked towards Kitakami Yoru.

They weren't the first to crowd over.

With someone taking the lead, Kitakami Yoru was already surrounded by several girls at this time.

"Hey, Kitakami-san, can I add your contact information?"

"How about LINE? A phone number is also perfectly fine."

"Tomorrow is the weekend, shall we go shopping in Shibuya together?"

"Let's go to Harajuku, how about Harajuku?"

Several girls surrounded Kitakami Yoru, issuing dating invitations one after another.

In this country, the sex industry is also a major economic pillar!

Social customs are open.

Not just in Kabukicho, Shinjuku, all of Japan, except for rural areas, is not lacking in soapland shops.

Young "onee-san" dress up brightly and stand in alleys on the street to solicit customers.

"Sorry, I have someone I like."

Kitakami Yoru pressed his hands repeatedly to refuse.

But it didn't seem to have much effect; instead, more and more girls from the classes taking PE class surrounded him.

Five or six people from one class, and twenty or so from several classes.

In an instant, Kitakami Yoru was surrounded by a group of cute girl students whose looks were basically all online.

There were no ugly ones, because people's value lies in self-knowledge.

Not far outside.

Many boys looked over with envious eyes, their gazes ready to burst out.