Chapter 323

"You were bluffing me?"

Eriri's reaction was a bit slow; it took a few seconds before she spoke uncertainly.

"Yeah, it seems Eriri-chan cares about her reputation far more than I imagined."

Kitakami Yoru twisted his neck and admitted it generously.

"You are not allowed to call me so intimately!"

Eriri shook her head angrily and continued to walk away.

This time, Kitakami Yoru didn't chase after Eriri; instead, he watched her hurry away with indifference.

Hmm.

Eriri is truly cute.

I hope she bothers me less; otherwise, she's too cute, and if I look too much, I won't be able to hold back.

Arriving home.

The sky had already turned slightly dark.

Kitakami Yoru made himself a sumptuous dinner, and when washing clothes, he discovered his jacket was missing.

Consequently, he turned the house upside down but couldn't find it.

"Strange, where is that jacket of mine?"

Standing in the built-in wall hanging area, Kitakami Yoru recalled in surprise.

For a moment, he didn't think of Fujiwara Chika. He took a set of clean clothes and went to the shower room to wash first.

Finally, Kitakami Yoru, soaking comfortably in the hot water of the bath, remembered the incident of being drunk.

"Is it at Chika's house?"

Realizing this, Kitakami Yoru finished his bath, changed clothes, and sent a message to Fujiwara Chika.

In this era, almost everyone has their phone in their hand.

Fujiwara Chika, whose family rules didn't allow playing video games, was no exception.

The moment the phone rang with the special ringtone set for Kitakami Yoru, Fujiwara Chika, who was preparing for dinner, quickly unlocked her phone.

"Is it a message from brother-in-law?"

Seeing this scene, Fujiwara Moeha walked over curiously.

"It has nothing to do with you."

Fujiwara Chika unlocked her phone curiously and looked up at Fujiwara Moeha.

However.

She didn't deliberately avoid her sister coming over to check.

"As expected."

Could Fujiwara Moeha not care about her own sister's lifelong event?

She took two steps in three, walked behind Fujiwara Chika, stood on tiptoes, and cast her gaze curiously.

"The note is 'Classmate Kitakami'?"

"Sister is too conservative; that night you already..."

Fujiwara Moeha muttered silently in her heart, recalling what she had seen with her own eyes on Friday night.

They kissed until the sky turned dark!

"I'm not eating anymore."

Fujiwara Chika pressed the power button to turn off the screen, not wanting Fujiwara Moeha to see.

Leaving behind this sentence, she got up and left in a hurry.

Her expression was a bit excited, and she seemed to be in a good mood.

Returning to her room, Fujiwara Chika locked the door directly to save Fujiwara Moeha from coming over to pester her.

"I'll send it back now."

"Haha, maybe I didn't pay attention at the time and took your jacket."

With hands trembling slightly, she typed out two lines, chose to send, and took a deep breath.

She sat down in front of the vanity, where a pile of bottles and jars were placed, filled with various cosmeceuticals, high-end skincare products, and cosmetics.

"What kind of makeup should I wear?"

Fujiwara Chika put her phone aside and was already conflicted.

"Sending it over at this time?"

"Bring it to me tomorrow; the sky is almost completely dark, no need to trouble yourself to make a trip; it's not a big deal."

When Kitakami Yoru received that message, he marveled at how good Fujiwara Chika was.

She was even willing to make an extra trip to return his jacket in person.

Because according to normal procedures, either he would be in a hurry to go to her house to get it, or he would ask Fujiwara Chika to bring it to school tomorrow.

Little did he know.

Fujiwara Chika liked him and wanted to see him, which was why she was currying favor like this.

Being the daughter of a super-wealthy second-generation family at the pinnacle of power in the Neon nation, Fujiwara Chika was serving him; Kitakami Yoru was the only one in the world.

"It's okay, I'll send the jacket over, and by the way, we can..."

Fujiwara Chika was typing, and she muttered out loud: "Go out for a meal together, hee hee."

"I made dinner at home, if it's okay?"

"Stay and eat together?"

Kitakami Yoru didn't think too much about it.

No one would think a cute female classmate likes them just because she comes to deliver unimportant clothes late at night and invites them out for a meal, right?

The status gap between the two was too large; Kitakami Yoru subconsciously wouldn't think in that direction at all.

"Okay, okay, wait an hour for me, I'm coming over now."

Fujiwara Chika smiled happily, looking at her face in the mirror.

It could already be said to be a perfect, impeccable image.

But about to meet the person she liked, the young girl naturally wanted to present her best side.

"What clothes should I wear?"

She hadn't made a decision on her makeup choice yet; Fujiwara Chika took off the black bow on her bangs and became conflicted about her clothes.

On the other side.

Kitakami Yoru replied with a smiling emoji, put away his phone, and went to the kitchen.

He opened the refrigerator, picked out a bag of frozen chicken wings and a pack of pure scallop meat, intending to add two more dishes.

Fujiwara Chika, who had been rubbing at home for a full half-hour, changed into a small white dress and went out with a small brown bag.

Only Fujiwara Moeha was at home.

Before leaving, she asked Fujiwara Moeha to handle their parents, who might come back later.

The whole family was in the system, holding high positions; how could they come home every day?

A specialist appointment at the hospital, seeing patients twice a week, was considered good.

"Are you coming back tonight?"

Fujiwara Moeha saw Fujiwara Chika to the door.

"Definitely coming back."

Fujiwara Chika nodded.

"Remember to take contraceptive measures, sister."

Fujiwara Moeha waved her hand casually.

At the door, Fujiwara Chika, who had taken a step out, turned back in surprise, eyes wide, and said: "Moeha, what nonsense are you talking about, what..."

"Measures... Classmate Kitakami and I are just friends!"

"Friends... don't you understand?"

As she spoke, even Fujiwara Moeha felt this excuse was too fake, and her voice became quieter and quieter.

"Sister, don't worry, if Mom and Dad ask, I'll say you went to find Kaguya-sister."

Fujiwara Moeha blinked her eyes and smiled playfully.

Not pretending anymore?

That night, they must have done it at home, right? ===== CHAPTER 324 =====