Chapter 316

"Thump thump!"

"Clang clang clang—"

First, it was like something heavy had been smashed down, followed by irregular hard objects rolling on the floor, making a piercing noise that lasted for a long time.

Have you heard the sound of a stainless steel bowl or basin falling on the floor?

It was very similar.

"So noisy."

Kitakami Yoru covered his ears.

San-san, who was sleeping soundly, couldn't stand it and shook its ears.

Kitakami Yoru rolled off the bed and put on his slippers.

Today was a cloudy day, with a light wind, and the morning dew hadn't faded yet.

A breeze blew in from the window, and Kitakami Yoru shivered.

After washing up, eating breakfast, and resting for a while, he started exercising.

Currently, Kitakami Yoru had completely lost weight and planned to start muscle building!

Muscle building requires eating more, eating more high-quality carbohydrates, eating more protein, and reducing fat intake.

A large amount of exercise tears muscle cells, relying on carbohydrates and protein to recover and increase.

And different people like different parts, and the training plans are also different.

For example, muscle building doesn't require deliberate, specialized abdominal muscle training.

When the body fat rate is reduced, abdominal muscles are also partially involved in other exercises.

Legs must be practiced.

Kitakami Yoru also heard many fitness bloggers, including doctors, give reference suggestions.

Practicing squats, practicing the core muscle groups of the buttocks and legs, can also extend the time...

In a while, Eriri won't be able to call out in misery, right?

"I have a ten-fold effort return bonus; choosing a five-split training is the best effect."

Kitakami Yoru determined the intensity and plan of the exercise.

Practicing for about an hour before going to bed every night is the best time.

Too much will damage the body, let alone muscle building and strengthening the body; it would be good if he didn't end up in the hospital with rhabdomyolysis.

This morning, Kitakami Yoru just familiarized himself with the standard movements and warmed up.

Different parts are trained with different movements.

During the short half-hour, the person upstairs would make a piercing noise from time to time.

He didn't know what they were doing.

"Could it be..."

Kitakami Yoru's thoughts shifted, and he remembered many horror stories and news.

Like murder and dismemberment.

"No way?"

Kitakami Yoru, who was doing stretching exercises, stopped in an instant, shocked and suspicious.

However, he soon denied this nonsense.

Impossible, too incredible.

"But what is the person upstairs doing?"

"Isn't it too noisy?"

Kitakami Yoru asked himself; his temper was quite good, cultivated from being bullied when he was a disgusting fat otaku before.

At this moment, he gradually lost patience and tolerance for noise.

Finishing the stretching exercise, Kitakami Yoru wiped the sweat off his body with a towel and plucked San-san when he left.

He went out, took a deep breath, and went upstairs.

He came to the door of the neighbor upstairs and knocked gently.

Inside the apartment.

Kirisu Mafuyu was wearing thick rubber gloves, silently blaming herself in her heart, saying she couldn't do anything right.

She wanted to wipe the trophies from her skating days, but accidentally pushed over the entire display cabinet.

A dozen trophies fell to the floor, making a noisy sound.

After finally lifting the display cabinet and putting away the trophies, she slipped while mopping the floor.

While washing dishes and bowls, she dropped a porcelain bowl, which shattered all over the floor.

"Knock knock knock—"

The apartment door she had just moved into was knocked on by Kitakami Yoru.

Kirisu Mafuyu didn't recognize the knocking sound at first.

Because she had only officially moved here yesterday afternoon.

"Sumimasen..."

"Is anyone there?"

Kitakami Yoru knocked for the first time, and after a few seconds, there was no response, so he increased the knocking force and shouted at the same time.

Kirisu Mafuyu wasn't familiar with Kitakami Yoru's voice and couldn't tell that this was her student.

She turned her head in confusion and looked toward the door.

"Someone?"

Kirisu Mafuyu's expression was a bit unbelievable.

Aside from her sister Kirisu Miharu knowing she had moved here, there was no one else.

Hesitating, Kirisu Mafuyu quickly picked up the last piece of debris and put it into a double-layered trash bag.

While taking off her gloves, she walked over to open the door.

Kitakami Yoru frowned slightly, really suspecting what this neighbor he had never met was doing.

No response?

"Click—"

Just as Kitakami Yoru was thinking this, the locked apartment door opened halfway, and Kirisu Mafuyu poked her head out.

"You...?"

Kitakami Yoru stepped back half a step and exclaimed.

Surprise appeared clearly on his face.

The person who opened the door was actually Kirisu Mafuyu; enemies often cross paths.

The moving workers he saw a while ago were moving Kirisu Mafuyu's furniture?

Kitakami Yoru quickly associated it with the previous incident.

"It's you?"

Kirisu Mafuyu froze for a while and spoke with equal surprise.

"Why did you come to knock on my door? Is something wrong?"

"Nothing, it's just a bit noisy; I heard a lot of noise."

"I thought it was something else; it turns out to be Kirisu-sensei."

Kitakami Yoru quickly restrained his expression and said lightly.

The mask still couldn't be torn off.

But his hatred for Kirisu Mafuyu couldn't be faked.

Clarifying the matter, Kitakami Yoru turned and left without looking back, not giving the other party a chance to speak.

"Am I very noisy?"

Kirisu Mafuyu closed the door and thought about it seriously.

Returning home, Kitakami Yoru's expression was a bit ugly; in short, he wasn't happy.

Kirisu Mafuyu living upstairs was dramatic enough.

"Hehe..."

Suddenly, Kitakami Yoru sneered twice, his expression complex.

A good day's mood was gone.