Chapter 3

She looked at Kitakami Yoru, who was holding a game console, with no signs of having sweated at all.

They were about to leave, and he was still walking over unhurriedly while playing a game.

She assumed Kitakami Yoru had gone to slack off.

Because she was standing in the sun, and even with slight activity, she had sweated a little.

All the students on this bus were responsible for moving supplies; who didn't have a bit of sweat on them?

Only Kitakami Yoru looked like he didn't, and he was a fatty prone to sweating at that.

Kirisu Mafuyu looked Kitakami Yoru up and down.

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3: Kasumigaoka's Treasure Chest

Kitakami Yoru swallowed his saliva.

He had long heard that this teacher, Kirisu Mafuyu, was always unsympathetic.

She was cold to everyone and very difficult to approach; it seemed it was true.

"Go quickly!" Kirisu Mafuyu's pretty face turned cold; as an educator, she had to show her authority.

Just like that, Kirisu Mafuyu thought Kitakami Yoru should act now.

But she saw Kitakami Yoru still didn't move.

Kirisu Mafuyu was a bit angry.

She thought Kitakami Yoru was not only slacking off but also being impolite and disrespectful to her, completely a thorny, disobedient bad student!

Was he treating the teacher's words as wind in his ears?

Seeing Kirisu Mafuyu's completely cold and icy expression, Kitakami Yoru knew he couldn't hide anymore.

Under Kirisu Mafuyu's gaze, he had to brave the hot sun and run back to find the life jackets.

Returning to the warehouse, because he didn't know where the life jackets were placed, he searched the huge warehouse until he was drenched in sweat.

When Kitakami Yoru hugged a box of life jackets and ran back drenched in sweat, the bus had already left.

However, there was another one he could ride.

The team leader was Hiratsuka Shizuka, rumored to be a somewhat violent beauty teacher.

For some reason, Hiratsuka Shizuka was not on the bus, nor was she nearby.

Kitakami Yoru stuffed the box of life jackets into the trunk of the bus in front of him, while looking at the densely packed people inside, distressed and shrinking back.

The moment he thought about going in and everyone on the bus looking at him, Kitakami Yoru wanted to escape and burrow into the ground.

Furthermore, he wasn't even a person on this bus.

Kitakami Yoru's heart pounded as he got on the bus, and he was hit by the cold air conditioning, feeling a chill to the bone.

He couldn't help but shiver, and he saw a few empty seats.

It should be fine if he sits in one, right?

Kitakami Yoru chose the nearest empty seat, clutching his luggage bag nervously, and sat down next to a girl.

A few seconds later.

The girl next to him suddenly covered her nose and coughed lightly.

At the same time, the boy behind Kitakami Yoru suddenly spoke up.

"What a stinky smell, why is there a sour odor?"

"So you smelled it too, a sour sweat smell..."

"So disgusting... why are you sitting under the air conditioning vent..."

Hearing this, Kitakami Yoru's body stiffened.

He only now remembered that he had sweated a lot again.

With the bus air conditioning blowing, the sour, stinky smell spread out.

The people on this bus were not responsible for moving supplies.

They were very clean and sensitive to the smell of sweat.

The sporadic complaints on the bus, although they didn't point him out directly.

But in their words, they were clearly talking about him.

With the hot gazes of everyone on the bus hitting him, Kitakami Yoru stood up as if sitting on needles and moved toward the back of the bus.

A few rows away, Kitakami Yoru saw an empty seat by the window, but he didn't dare to sit there.

The young lady of the Shinomiya family, who could shake the neon world with a stomp, the ice beauty Shinomiya Kaguya, was right there.

Kitakami Yoru wouldn't dare to approach such a young lady from a top-tier conglomerate family even if he had ten guts.

He had to lower his head and continue walking toward the back.

In the last row of the bus, Kitakami Yoru saw an empty seat again.

But the owner of the seat had a pair of straight, plump black-stockinged legs, which made Kitakami Yoru freeze in fear again.

"Kasumigaoka Utaha... can't sit here either."

Kitakami Yoru muttered softly.

To tell the truth.

Kitakami Yoru might have been bullied by girls for so long and harmed by various rumors that he was now a bit gynophobic.

He didn't want to get close to any girl, and was even more afraid of sitting next to a beautiful girl like Kasumigaoka Utaha.

Many boys on the bus, yet none of them were sitting next to Kasumigaoka Utaha, which explained the problem.

Kasumigaoka Utaha glanced at Kitakami Yoru, recognized him as the pathetic obsessed nerd who had seen her arguing with Eriri, and turned her head away coldly.

In the end.

Kitakami Yoru chose to sit in the very back of the bus, on the floor in the corner.

There was a lot of luggage piled up here, and it was a bit crowded.

He spent some effort to clear out an area.

Sitting here, Kitakami Yoru even felt much more relaxed.

A while later.

Hiratsuka Shizuka and a cute mixed-race gyaru with a side ponytail, golden hair, and blue eyes, walked in carrying a large cardboard box.

"Students, sorry to keep you waiting, driver, please start the bus." Hiratsuka Shizuka placed the box in the aisle of the bus.

The side-ponytail gyaru girl sat directly next to Shinomiya Kaguya.

The spring trip destination for Kitakami Yoru's group was a private beach located in Chiba Prefecture.

The journey was about three hours.

Kitakami Yoru curled up in the corner of the bus, blowing the cool air conditioning, feeling completely relaxed, listening to the rustling voices, and gradually closed his eyes.

Don't know how long passed.

The bus hit a big bump, and Kitakami Yoru was jolted awake, yawning, and opened his eyes in a daze.

The next second.

Kitakami Yoru's pupils shrank suddenly.

Floating above Kasumigaoka Utaha's head was a golden and dazzling, brilliant treasure chest.

Below the treasure chest, there was a progress bar, with the current progress at 0.

Kitakami Yoru's first reaction was that he was dazed from sleep and having hallucinations.

He rubbed his eyes indifferently, and looked again; the treasure chest was actually still on Kasumigaoka Utaha's head!

The surrounding students seemed unable to see it.

Such an obvious golden treasure chest, and it was floating on Kasumigaoka Utaha's head.

"I must be dreaming..."

Kitakami Yoru thought it was his own problem and pinched his thigh hard.

It hurt; it was definitely not a dream!

What was going on with the treasure chest?

Kitakami Yoru's mind went blank, his expression was dazed and silly, and he stared at the treasure chest on Kasumigaoka Utaha's head with his mouth open in surprise.

Paired with that dead fat otaku figure and look, to others, he looked like a pervert in heat in a movie.

"Th... what is that treasure chest?"