Chapter 293

"Let's take these flowers to throw away together."

Yukinoshita Yukino issued the order.

When the three members of the Service Club finished throwing away the roses, it was barely four-thirty.

Generally speaking, this time was exactly when club activities were dismissed.

"I have something to do, I'm leaving first."

Kitakami Yoru replied to Hayasaka Ai's message, picked up his school bag, and went downstairs quickly.

Inside the cafe.

"Can you return my phone to me now?"

"Rolling around, I'm really speechless at you guys..."

Hayasaka Ai learned the tone of a gal complaining and sighed sincerely.

"Alright, alright, Hayasaka, you got Kitakami-kun's contact information, and you're not happy?"

"I'm so envious, you really don't want to date? Kitakami-kun probably has a good impression of you..."

Three gals chatted casually about Hayasaka Ai.

If Kitakami Yoru had no interest in Hayasaka Ai, why would he agree to Hayasaka Ai's gathering request?

"I don't like him."

Hayasaka Ai didn't like anyone; she was just Kaguya-sama's maid, a humble servant with many faces.

"You don't like him now, but later when Kitakami-kun falls for someone else, it'll be too late, you'll be anxious to death..."

A gal with blue nail polish said sullenly.

"Hayasaka, if you don't like him, just give him to me, let me interact with Kitakami-kun..."

Said the gal with wavy purple highlights.

The three of them basically had passing looks.

"Whatever, only this once, next time I won't pay attention to you guys."

Hayasaka Ai sneered in her heart; falling for Kitakami Yoru was impossible.

Receiving the message, Kitakami Yoru rushed to Angel Cafe without stopping and saw Yuigahama Kohou at the bar.

Looking at each other from afar, the other party smiled gently and greeted him.

Kitakami Yoru's back tightened, remembering the confession with Yuigahama Yui at noon and the interlaced fingers just now.

Feeling guilty, he smiled back and walked into the booth where Hayasaka Ai was.

"Good afternoon, I was a little slow."

Kitakami Yoru poked his head in and said slowly.

This was his first time attending a gathering like this, and he didn't want to get along with these gals in his heart.

But he still had to go through the motions.

Generally speaking, chatting and getting familiar is enough, right?

But his goal was Hayasaka Ai.

"Kitakami-kun, sit down."

The gals stood up one after another, clearing a spot.

"Okay."

Kitakami Yoru sat in, directly opposite Hayasaka Ai.

He sized up the beautiful gal in front of him, a quarter-Irish mixed-race girl with golden side-ponytails.

She was not inferior to Eriri at all, they were on par...

"Why are you looking at me?"

Hayasaka Ai frowned slightly; being looked at by Kitakami Yoru, who had such a face, made her a bit shy and uncomfortable.

"Didn't you, Hayasaka-san, call me over and ask for my contact information?"

Kitakami Yoru replied happily.

The three gals looked at each other and sat down, four people squeezed together.

This booth could only seat three people on one side at most.

Although there were three girls beside him, it was still a bit crowded, and their thighs were touching.

"I... it's nothing... Kitakami-kun, if you keep looking at me like that, I'll be shy..."

Hayasaka Ai really couldn't bear the pleading eyes of her gal companions and changed her words.

"You three should sit together, I'll sit with Hayasaka-san."

Kitakami Yoru was squeezed to the limit and stood up abruptly, with an apologetic look on his face.

But his movements weren't slow; without waiting for them to speak or Hayasaka Ai to refuse, he got up and changed sides, preparing to sit down.

"You..."

Hayasaka Ai looked up at Kitakami Yoru, her eyes filled with a bit of horror and unwillingness.

The first time she had intimate contact with a member of the opposite sex was with Kitakami Yoru on the bus to the nursing home.

"I'm sitting down, let's order some coffee."

Today was Friday; Kitakami Yoru smiled and sat down next to Hayasaka Ai, leaving a distance of two fists.

"Ah... where are you sitting..."

"This place is too small, should we change?"

"Oh my..."

The reactions of the three gals were all different.

Kitakami Yoru didn't speak, scanned the code to order a latte, not afraid of not being able to sleep at night.

Next, it was entirely the gals who were active, asking Kitakami Yoru many questions.

For example, weight loss, dating... what he likes...

Kitakami Yoru answered casually, talking to Hayasaka Ai from time to time.

Time passed gradually...

Yuigahama Yui walked around Shuchiin aimlessly alone before returning to the cafe.

Waiting for Yuigahama Kohou to finish work and close the shop, so she could go home with her mother.

At this hour, there weren't many new customers in the cafe.

The students nearby who were supposed to come had already come.

Yuigahama Kohou was resting at the bar, and a small vase in the corner held a gorgeous rose.

Yuigahama Yui found it very familiar...

Inside the booth, Kitakami Yoru was tired of dealing with the questions from the three gals.

He discovered that Hayasaka Ai was completely uninterested in him; she was probably coaxed by the gals to contact him.

On the other side.

Yuigahama Yui looked at the familiar red rose and asked curiously: "Mom, where did this rose come from?"

"It was given to me by Kitakami-kun at noon, he said your club needed it."

Yuigahama Kohou rested her hands on the bar, propping up the heavy fullness in front of her chest; every look and smile was full of mature, alluring, and beautiful charm.

"Ah? Kitakami-kun?"

Yuigahama Yui shouted in surprise.

And...

How come Mom calls Kitakami-kun so much more intimately than I do?!

"What's wrong?"

"Yui?"

Yuigahama Kohou asked suspiciously.

"Nothing, it's just that the rose looks familiar, hee hee."

Yuigahama Yui laughed.

"It's a pity you don't like Kitakami-kun, otherwise Mom would fully support you."

"I think Kitakami-kun is quite nice to get along with."

Yuigahama Kohou swept a glance at the booth where Kitakami Yoru was.

Inside, there were a few beautiful girls from Shuchiin sitting there.