Chapter 33

After finishing, he swallowed with difficulty, looking expectantly at the expressionless Kato Megumi.

Kato Megumi did not possess the top-tier beauty of Kasumigaoka Utaha or Eriri.

But she was not bad-looking, and her personality was good.

A teenage boy overflowing with hormones knew he couldn't chase after a top-tier beauty like Kasumigaoka Utaha.

Top-tier beauties were not like Hokkaido potatoes.

You couldn't just scatter some seeds and have a bunch grow out.

So, he settled for the next best thing, pursuing someone like Kato Megumi.

Japan did not forbid puppy love, and the prestigious Shuchiin Academy was no exception; this was due to differences in social atmosphere and values.

"I won't get rejected, will I?"

"It's over. A girl with a personality as good as Kato-san's must have suitors, right?"

Kitakami Yoru dared not look at Kato Megumi anymore, turning his head away as his heartbeat gradually accelerated.

He didn't dare to hope that Kato Megumi would like a disgusting fat otaku like himself.

But being friends would be nice too!

It's over.

I won't be seen as a disgusting fat otaku who is full of himself, will I?

Kitakami Yoru lowered his head in annoyance and regret, clutching his own head and shaking it desperately.

"Kitakami-san, what's wrong?"

Kato Megumi pulled her phone out of her school bag, looking at Kitakami Yoru with a very strange expression as she asked.

"No... nothing..."

Kitakami Yoru shook his head.

"Then scan me." Kato Megumi handed over her phone.

Huh?

I scan?

Hearing this, Kitakami Yoru straightened his back abruptly, stunned for a moment.

Immediately after, he nodded frantically, ecstatic.

He took out his phone in a panic to scan the code and add Kato Megumi's contact information.

"Thank you."

After succeeding, Kitakami Yoru took a breath, feeling a bit excited.

"I'm very happy too." Kato Megumi put her phone away and smiled gently.

At this moment.

Kitakami Yoru looked back at the golden treasure chest above Kato Megumi's head, muttering to himself.

"Sure enough, just as I expected, the progress bar changes with close contact."

"It's just rising so slowly, not even one percent, just a tiny bit."

"What about that stray cat? Is it doing okay?" Kato Megumi put her phone away and continued.

"Oh, it's fine. I gave it a name, San-san. It's a female cat." Kitakami Yoru pulled his thoughts back, and the golden treasure chest above Kato Megumi's head slowly faded away.

A thought subsequently surfaced in Kitakami Yoru's mind.

"Why did you choose that name?" Kato Megumi asked curiously.

"Because that day was Wednesday, and the information left on the tag around its neck also had a 'three' on it, so that's what I called it."

Kitakami Yoru explained with a smile and then continued: "Do you want to come over and see it this weekend?"

As soon as the words left his mouth.

Kitakami Yoru immediately regretted it in his heart.

He had forgotten that he and Kato Megumi were not close.

A disgusting fat otaku labeled as a panty thief inviting a cute female classmate he had only met twice to his home.

He would definitely be misunderstood, rejected, and thought to have ill intentions!

Kitakami Yoru's expression stiffened, and his face gradually turned pale.

Hearing this, Kato Megumi considered it seriously.

She hadn't planned on going to the class party anyway.

Therefore, she nodded and said: "Okay, sure."

"Huh?"

This answer once again exceeded Kitakami Yoru's expectations.

He stood up and looked down at Kato Megumi.

At this moment, he seemed to feel a dazzling, blinding milky-white holy light radiating from behind Kato Megumi!

"Kitakami-san... what's wrong?"

Seeing this, Kato Megumi asked cautiously, observing Kitakami Yoru.

Kitakami-san's reactions had been a bit strange since just now.

It's a pity that she wasn't good at dealing with people or getting along with them.

But it seemed she could become good friends with Kitakami-san...

After saying goodbye to Kato Megumi.

Kitakami Yoru leaned against the balcony corridor and took a deep breath, his heart still inevitably filled with excitement and joy.

After calming his mood, he walked in through the back door.

His desk mate, Miura Yumiko, was chatting with the people surrounding her again.

Kitakami Yoru put down his school bag, glanced at the new graffiti on his desk, and looked silently out the window.

"Hayato, what was going on in the boys' locker room during swimming class earlier?" Miura Yumiko's voice was very loud; even sitting in the front row, one could hear her.

Let alone Kitakami Yoru, who was right next to her.

"It was nothing, just everyone's first time having swimming class together." Hayama Hayato paused and laughed dryly.

He seemed to recall something unpleasant.

Beside him, Tobe Sho, Ooka, and Yamato had similar reactions to Hayama Hayato.

Especially Tobe Sho, who was almost breaking out in a cold sweat.

It was too terrifying.

Was that something a human could possess?

"Oh, tomorrow is the weekend. Hayato, are you free to go out and hang out with me?" Miura Yumiko's voice sounded again.

"Yumiko, actually I have something to do this weekend..."

"Why do you have something to do again?! Hmph~"

Maintaining the posture of facing the window, after a while.

Kitakami Yoru finally turned his head quietly, secretly observing Miura Yumiko out of the corner of his eye.

Miura Yumiko mentioning the swimming class earlier had given Kitakami Yoru quite a scare.

He had accidentally caught a glimpse of her that day, and he was worried about whether he would face retaliation from Miura Yumiko.

She was the "Flame Queen" of the school, someone not to be trifled with.

His current situation at Shuchiin was like walking on thin ice; he couldn't cause trouble or trigger another condition that would lead to his expulsion.

Expulsion meant being directly removed from the student registry, which was different from being advised to withdraw.

The former was equivalent to intentional homicide, while the latter was manslaughter.

Being expelled from Shuchiin meant it would be absolutely impossible to attend a good high school or university.

Expulsion left a record on one's student file.

"Phew, it should be fine."

After observing Miura Yumiko for a while, Kitakami Yoru glanced at Hayama Hayato and withdrew his gaze.

His desk mate, Miura Yumiko, seemed to like this guy named Hayama Hayato.

Hayama Hayato gave Kitakami Yoru the impression that he liked, yet didn't like, Miura Yumiko.

A complicated popular kid; as long as he doesn't affect me, it's fine.

Kitakami Yoru muttered to himself. ===== CHAPTER 35 =====