Chapter 294

Kitakami-kun is really popular.

But it's no wonder...

If she were twenty years younger, she would probably also fall for a boy like Kitakami-kun, who is handsome and easy to get along with.

Of course, Yuigahama Kohou was just sighing about youth from the perspective of an elder.

"How could a young boy like an old aunt like me?"

Yuigahama Kohou thought to herself, remembering a TV drama about a younger boy's romance.

The script written is too fake to happen in the real world...

"I... I..."

Yuigahama Yui opened her mouth, looking at her mother in front of her.

She had no idea what to say?

Could she say, Mom, I might have suddenly started liking Kitakami-kun a little bit this noon and afternoon?

"And... Mom, what are you talking about, getting along?"

Yuigahama Yui complained with dissatisfaction and muttered to herself:

"Why does it sound like Kitakami-kun is a candidate for my young stepfather..."

"I'm overthinking it."

"Wait a bit, today is Friday, there will be more people."

Yuigahama Kohou invited her daughter to sit down.

Inside the booth.

The atmosphere gradually cooled down, and the three gals suggested going to sing karaoke to exchange ideas.

The minority followed the majority; Hayasaka Ai failed, picked up her school bag, and glanced sideways at Kitakami Yoru.

"Could he be interested in me?"

"Is Hayasaka Ai frigid? Could it be..."

Kitakami Yoru was also secretly observing every move of Hayasaka Ai, and a flash of inspiration appeared in his mind.

His eyes widened slightly and brightened, thinking of a possibility.

Could it be that Hayasaka Ai likes girls, and she likes Shinomiya Kaguya!

Getting up, Kitakami Yoru followed behind Hayasaka Ai, feeling more and more that this was possible...

"Hayasaka-san, you don't seem very happy?"

Kitakami Yoru probed.

If it's really like this, the difficulty of opening Hayasaka Ai's Golden Treasure Chest would be high...

Contact, contact...

Sigh...

"It's okay, I'm not sad either..."

Hayasaka Ai turned her head while walking, swept a glance at Kitakami Yoru's face, and the toes inside her small leather shoes gently curled against the soles.

This person in front of her, who was impossibly handsome, was a perverted foot fetishist.

Hayasaka Ai really couldn't understand why someone would like feet walking around on the ground in shoes and socks.

Isn't this a part of the body second only to that dirty place?

It seems...

Kitakami Yoru also likes that place?

"Pervert..."

Hayasaka Ai turned her head, muttered a word in her heart, and cold sweat broke out on her back.

Responding casually to her companions, Hayasaka Ai's eyes went blank, recalling the doujinshi she had accidentally seen when investigating Kitakami Yoru.

That doujinshi appeared in Kitakami Yoru's purchase history.

A wealthy young master, a rebellious maid at home who doesn't listen, likes to deliberately stay in bed in the morning, making the maid step on his face to wake him up, etc...

There were several KTVs near the commercial street.

The five of them chose one, a package with free drinks for an hour and a half.

In the small, private booth, five-colored atmosphere lights swayed.

"Very sweet."

Kitakami Yoru was eating the watermelon from the free fruit platter.

"Hayasaka, don't just stay silent after coming in, pick up the mic and sing..."

The gal with blue nail polish complained to Hayasaka Ai.

Not cooperating to play a card game, or Ludo?

Hayasaka Ai acted as if she hadn't heard, adjusted the mic, and ordered a song.

"Kitakami-kun, shall we play a card game together?"

The gal invited Kitakami Yoru.

"Sorry, let's sing instead, I don't want to play this."

Kitakami Yoru looked at Hayasaka Ai and refused with a wave of his hand.

The three gals weren't stupid; they could see that he didn't want to pay attention to them at all, focusing on the most beautiful Hayasaka Ai.

The cheerful prelude rang out slowly.

Hayasaka Ai took a deep breath, her eyes changed, and she slowly stood up.

"Hayasaka is going to sing..."

He turned to look at Hayasaka Ai.

The song was a cheerful and crisp pop song, leaning towards the entertainment girl group style.

Hayasaka Ai's voice was crisp and pleasant, her singing skills were on point, and the small booth was filled with her singing.

Kitakami Yoru could see that Hayasaka Ai was singing very devotedly and happily.

"Why does it sound a bit like she's venting her inner frustration..."

Kitakami Yoru picked up another mic and added vocals from time to time.

A few minutes later...

The last lyric was spat out from Hayasaka Ai's mouth, leaving a small segment of pure music for the ending; Hayasaka Ai slowly put down the microphone, exhaled, and opened her eyes.

"Much more comfortable, it's best to take a hot bath after going back."

Hayasaka Ai, whose mood had improved quite a bit, sat down with a relaxed expression.

The display screen jumped quickly, giving a score of ninety-three.

"The singing is not bad, it sounds very good."

Kitakami Yoru clapped.

"Thank you."

Hayasaka Ai glanced over and responded politely.

"I'll do it too, Kitakami-kun, come with me."

A gal took the microphone from Hayasaka Ai's hand and looked at Kitakami Yoru.

An hour and a half, saying it was long wasn't long, and it passed very quickly.

"The progress bar is worrying, Hayasaka Ai is also not suitable to be a friend, she's not easy to get along with..."

"Unless, I can find a reason to have long-term contact with her..."

Under the sunset, the orange-red clouds rendered the horizon; the five of Kitakami Yoru left the karaoke booth and walked toward the station.

Station entrance.

When Kitakami Yoru and Hayasaka Ai parted ways, he hesitated but still spoke: "Um, Hayasaka-san, about this afternoon..."

"They made you do it, right?"

"Yes, I don't like you."

Hayasaka Ai didn't have the intention to hide it either.

"You're so heartless... Didn't Eriri say I have charm..."

"I know, I'll refuse next time."

Kitakami Yoru nodded gently. He still didn't ask.

The two weren't familiar, so asking rashly wasn't appropriate.