Chapter 288

"Let me think..."

Kitakami Yoru quickly glanced at Kato Megumi's expression and laughed awkwardly, turning his head away.

If...

Kato Megumi had asked first, he would have easily arranged the time.

But he had promised Gabril, and this couldn't be pushed...

What if Gabril met some greasy otaku who plays Genshin, and deceived the simple and ignorant Gabril?

Forcing her was also possible.

"For Gabril's safety, I can't push it..."

"Chika's side, ask for the afternoon or evening, if it's the weekend..."

Kitakami Yoru calculated, muttering softly.

Kato Megumi's mood had already fallen.

"In the past, Kitakami-kun would definitely be happy and agree directly."

"Did I make him feel troubled?"

"Not even a little time on the weekend?"

As if forgetting that Kitakami Yoru was here with a certain woman yesterday!

The location Kato Megumi regarded as their little secret, which had special significance, and the intimate things they did!

Kato Megumi pouted in dissatisfaction, for her, who was "paralyzed" all year round.

Pouting was enough to express her inner mood.

Like a mouse in the sewer with low self-esteem and social phobia, taking the initiative to sit next to an elegant urban beauty with a strong aura and exquisite dress in a subway car!

"Megumi, I need to see the situation for the weekend?"

Kitakami Yoru didn't want to refuse Kato Megumi, but first come, first served.

No way, just no way.

"So you have no time?"

Kato Megumi expressed her dissatisfaction to Kitakami Yoru!

She thought Kitakami Yoru had no time at all, and didn't say it fully so as not to make her sad and disappointed.

"No, no."

"I might have time on the weekend, maybe I'll have time on the weekend evening."

Kitakami Yoru shook his head repeatedly and said seriously.

"Maybe?"

Kato Megumi heard this and called it out softly.

"Let me think."

Kitakami Yoru frowned and continued to calculate the arrangements.

"Accompany Sakurajima-senpai on Friday..."

"Spend the day with Chika on Saturday, if something can happen in the evening, at most I'll coax Chika on Saturday morning..."

"But if I'm with Chika, and I'm also playing intimately with Megumi, evening... isn't that..."

Someone felt that he seemed to be playing both sides.

Kato Megumi had no appetite for lunch, secretly observing the subtle changes in Kitakami Yoru's expression, listening carefully.

But she couldn't hear anything.

She couldn't hear a word.

Seeing Kitakami Yoru like this, she thought there was no hope.

"If it's troublesome, forget it..."

Kato Megumi freed a hand, looked at Kitakami Yoru hesitantly, and reached out quietly.

"Megumi, I have an appointment on the weekend."

"The schedule is hard to arrange..."

Kitakami Yoru smiled apologetically.

Afterward, he wanted to continue saying that he would contact her when he saw the situation.

The next second, Kato Megumi's little hand, acting out of temper, reached over and pinched him lightly.

It hurt a bit, about the same as a buttock injection.

Pinching him quickly, Kato Megumi snorted lightly, which was rare for her, and withdrew her little hand.

This move left Kitakami Yoru confused.

"Sorry, Megumi."

After apologizing, Kitakami Yoru shut his mouth, while his heart drifted elsewhere.

Could it be?

Does Megumi like me?

"Is there such a possibility?"

Kitakami Yoru used his peripheral vision to peek.

"Shouldn't be, right?"

"Megumi only has me as a friend..."

"I can deeply understand that feeling..."

"When I was still a disgusting fat otaku before, I was also worried that Megumi would leave my side..."

With a headache, Kitakami Yoru looked at Kato Megumi again.

"Is it a girl?"

Originally, this matter should have passed, but Kato Megumi brought it up again after the meal.

"Ah?"

Kitakami Yoru couldn't help but have infinite reverie.

"Right?"

"Everyone in school says you have a secret girlfriend."

Kato Megumi drank the delicious miso soup and asked softly.

"It's a girl, but I don't have anyone I'm dating."

Kitakami Yoru sighed, put his hand on the edge, and tilted his head back slightly.

"Hmm?"

The frank answer was beyond Kato Megumi's expectations.

"Don't worry, even if I have someone I'm dating one day, I won't forget Megumi."

Kitakami Yoru turned to face Kato Megumi and smiled gently.

"Kitakami-kun, you're so cunning..."

Kato Megumi's eyes flashed, and her heart was restless.

So...

The question is?

Who was that girl yesterday?

Are you and Kitakami Yoru not dating?

Could it be Haibara Himeko, or the rumored Aoyama Nanami...

At the small pavilion, it was quiet for a while, Kato Megumi packed up the lunch box and said:

"Forget about the weekend."

"I won't disturb your arrangements, Kitakami-kun."

After saying that, Kato Megumi smiled.

"I can see the situation."

Kitakami Yoru sat up straight and said.

"No need, I have other arrangements."

Kato Megumi shook her head gently.

"Megumi..."

Kitakami Yoru called Kato Megumi's name and looked at her.

"Alright, let's meet next time."

In the end, Kitakami Yoru chose to give up, looked at Kato Megumi, and thought secretly again.

"Megumi is also quite cute..."

"I really can't bear to let go..."

If Kitakami Yoru liked watching green anime, he could perfectly substitute himself as the protagonist of a harem anime in the early stages.

Maintaining ambiguity with many girls.

Active but timid, kind-hearted, playing both sides, not daring to open a harem.

"I'm leaving first."

Kato Megumi packed up the lunch box, smiled at Kitakami Yoru, and left.

It was still early.

Kitakami Yoru sighed, watched Kato Megumi leave, and didn't hold her back.

After disposing of the bento waste, he went back.

"Kitakami-kun, eating lunch?"

Downstairs in the teaching building, Kitakami Yoru met Ichinose Honami and Tokisaki Kurumi returning from the cafeteria together.

Ichinose Honami greeted him.

Turning his head, he smiled at the two, and Tokisaki Kurumi nodded.

Just a casual greeting, nothing else.

Kitakami Yoru returned to the classroom and lay on his seat to rest.

During this time, Tobe Sho's gaze swept over him vaguely.

The popular group members were discussing where to play on the weekend again.

Two classes in the afternoon.

Time passed even faster.

When the bell rang for the end of school, Kitakami Yoru packed his school bag unhurriedly, preparing to head to the art club.

"Let's go, Kitakami-kun."

Haibara Himeko waved at him with a smile as she passed by.

Causing Miura Yumiko to keep looking at him.

"Kitakami Yoru, are you and Himeko that close?"

The blonde gyaru, who was curious, deliberately slowed down and asked quickly.

"It's okay."

Kitakami Yoru looked at Miura Yumiko.

"What do you mean by okay?"

"Are you brushing me off?"

Rolling her eyes, Miura Yumiko habitually curled her blonde hair with her fingers.

Taking the initiative to greet boys was undoubtedly a very unusual move for the fujoshi Haibara Himeko.

And it wasn't just once or twice.

She saw it all.

"Hmm, I think I'm closer to you."

Kitakami Yoru pondered for a while and answered Miura Yumiko's question while putting on his school bag.

Come to think of it.

There's a big difference between blonde and blonde.

Eriri is a mixed-race white-skinned blonde loli.

Gabril is too, but the taste is completely different from Eriri's.

Miura Yumiko is a domineering, strong-willed, long-legged blonde gyaru queen, I wonder what the taste is like...

"Who has anything to do with you?"

Miura Yumiko blocked Kitakami Yoru's path in dissatisfaction.

Those emerald-green beautiful eyes, like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark, ready to attack at any time, stared at Kitakami Yoru.

"Did you forget?"

Kitakami Yoru shrugged his shoulders, turned sideways, and left without looking back.

"I want to answer you truthfully too."

"Unfortunately, Haibara Himeko isn't happy about it."

Arriving at the door, Kitakami Yoru looked back at Miura Yumiko and thought secretly.

The blonde queen's fingers were clenched into fists, trembling slightly.

"Is that guy Kitakami Yoru talking about that?"

"Bastard..."

She had almost forgotten, Miura Yumiko's butt felt cold, remembering the time she accidentally fell.

She was filled with shame and anger!

Arriving at the art club, Kitakami Yoru continued to be a model.

According to the painting progress of Eriri and the others, they could finish the first template painting this week.

Time flowed...

Two hours, the art club activity ended.

Kitakami Yoru pounded his sore legs and stood up with difficulty, supporting himself on the chair: "It's so tiring to sit still."

Two female members of the art club immediately started talking to him.

Eriri ignored them, quickly packed her things, and thought: "Rin-ya must have been waiting for me for a long time."

She was the first to walk out of the club building.

One reason was that she didn't want to see Kitakami Yoru, the other was that she hoped to see Aki Tomoya quickly!

No one was nearby, Eriri quickened her pace slightly.

"Eriri."

Almost arriving at the Sobu High gate, Aki Tomoya, who had been hanging out in the library for an hour and a half, greeted her slightly excitedly.

"Hmm."

Even if it had come to this, Eriri still had to pretend to be tsundere.

Sigh...

Is there anyone who can train this little blonde to be a bit more clingy?

Anyway, the coward Aki Tomoya can't do it.

Following Eriri from afar, confirming Kitakami Yoru wasn't there, Aki Tomoya felt relieved and satisfied as he went home.

Kasumigaoka Utaha was thrown to the back of his mind.

Arriving home.

Today he was lucky enough to meet Aoyama Nanami getting off work.

"Nanami, Nanami..."

The girl was walking in front, and suddenly Kitakami Yoru's voice came from behind.

Aoyama Nanami stopped, first turned back with joy, and then began to get nervous.

She was a bad woman.

Clearly, she had decided, and determined, that she couldn't continue to fantasize about Kitakami Yoru and do that kind of thing.

But, early this morning, she couldn't help it again.

That wonderful feeling that rushed straight to the clouds was something Aoyama Nanami couldn't forget for a long time.

Not only boys get addicted, girls do too.

Kitakami Yoru sped up and finally caught up with Aoyama Nanami, smiling at her.

Clearly living in the same apartment, but because their schedules were different, the frequency of meeting was very low.