Chapter 332

Including foreigners with permanent residency or long-term visas.

Upon hearing this, Nanami Yuigahama stared at the address of the love hotel on Yoru Kitakami’s phone map and began to fall into deep thought.

Her expression shifted again and again...

Yoru Kitakami saw it all.

"Sister Nanami, then... back to my... place?" Yoru Kitakami said.

"Excuse... excuse me..."

Nanami Yuigahama nodded tremblingly, using her hand to sweep the hair by her ear and tuck it behind her head.

"You... you should check the car, is there anything you need to take?"

Even Yoru Kitakami’s voice had undergone a subtle change.

A huge, heavy stone sealed his heart, pressing down with weight.

His heartbeat accelerated, and he felt like he couldn't catch his breath.

Nanami Yuigahama gripped her phone tightly and shook her head gently.

Immediately, Yoru Kitakami walked in front to lead the way; after walking only a few meters, he bowed slightly.

It was killing him...

In the dead of night, he was bringing his classmate’s mother, a lonely and beautiful woman, back to his home.

The sound of their footsteps was piercingly loud in the early morning hours.

Arriving downstairs at the apartment building, Nanami Yuigahama looked up at the apartment and regretted this choice a little...

"Would it have been better to go to the love hotel..."

"It's impossible to go back on it now anyway..."

"It's a good thing Yui fell asleep early; if she asked why I didn't come back, that would be a disaster."

Biting the bullet, Nanami Yuigahama followed Yoru Kitakami to his door.

"The place is a bit small, but it’s no problem for you to take a hot shower and rest for a while."

Yoru Kitakami took out his keys to open the door.

"Do you live alone?"

"Is there no one else home?"

Nanami Yuigahama only just thought of this now.

"I moved out to rent a place alone; it’s fine if you want to stay the night, Sister Nanami."

Yoru Kitakami turned back and smiled, pushing open the apartment door.

One sleeps in the bedroom and one on the sofa, wouldn't that work?

"Stay the night... ah...!"

If she hadn't been maintaining restraint at every moment, Nanami Yuigahama’s scream would not have been kept inside her heart.

"Sister Nanami, come on in, there are slippers at the entrance."

Yoru Kitakami walked in first, quickly took off his shoes, and went in to turn on the lights.

"O-okay..."

Nanami Yuigahama said "okay" twice in a row.

Her subsequent reactions were not much different from those of other girls who had come to Yoru Kitakami’s home for the first time.

Shy, nervous, excited for a moment, looking around, taking off shoes to change into slippers, and walking into the living room.

San San was lying quietly on the floor next to its new cat bed, body slightly curled; it was already round beyond measure, so much so that Nanami Yuigahama, who had just entered, didn't even recognize it as a fat cat.

She was still curious about what it was, staring at it intently for several moments.

Yoru Kitakami turned on the bathroom heater and came out of the shower stall.

"The restroom is by the entrance, the shower stall is here; if you want to take a hot shower, Sister Nanami, sit on the sofa and wait a bit."

"I'll go get some water and snacks; after all, you need to wait three hours."

Pointing to the location of the shower stall, Yoru Kitakami yawned and turned to walk into the kitchen.

A few minutes later.

He came out carrying a small tray.

Nanami Yuigahama didn't refuse, sitting cross-legged on the sofa in a slightly dazed state.

"You can watch TV too; I'll sleep with the door closed, so if you keep the volume low, I won't hear it."

Yoru Kitakami set down the tray and pointed to the TV.

"That won't be necessary..."

Waving her small hand, Nanami Yuigahama smiled as her gaze swept over a certain part of Yoru Kitakami, her thoughts pulled back by the earlier surprise.

"This... is too..."

"You're lying... Kitakami-kun, he..."

"I'm going to take a shower first, you wait a moment."

Yoru Kitakami nodded.

Inside the shower stall.

Lowering his head.

The warm water flowed with a splashing sound.

"The water temperature is fine; I'll wash quickly so you can take a hot bath when it's your turn, Sister Nanami."

"I'm so sleepy, I really want to hold Sister Nanami and sleep, without doing anything else..."

Yoru Kitakami couldn't help but yawn again.

His upper body told him he wanted to sleep, while his lower body was full of energy with nowhere to vent.

He finished washing his body in just five minutes.

"Was I too brutal to Eriri back then..."

"If I had been gentler, would she not hate me so much?"

Putting on his underwear with extreme difficulty, Yoru Kitakami thought about that little blonde Eriri and calculated whether he should shop online to buy some Western-style underwear.

Domestic brands were becoming less and less suitable.

"Phew... brutal..."

"I feel quite sorry for Eriri..."

Putting on his pajamas, Yoru Kitakami smiled faintly and pushed open the door to leave the shower stall.

"Sister Nanami, I'm done, do you want to wash now?"

Yoru Kitakami walked out and saw Nanami Yuigahama standing in front of San San, bending over to examine it.

"So it's a kitty."

"I'll wait a moment... I'll wait a bit longer to wash; you go to sleep, don't worry about me."

Nanami Yuigahama turned her head to look at Yoru Kitakami.

With his wet hair, Yoru Kitakami had that unique buff of a young man, looking quite handsome.

"If you're not in a rush, shall we chat for a bit?"

Yoru Kitakami asked tentatively, his eyes becoming ambiguous.

"Na... no... Kitakami-kun, if you want to say something, just say it..."

A certain part of Nanami Yuigahama’s body trembled with an inexplicable palpitation.

"That... about that... Sister Nanami..."

"Actually... the fact that your car suddenly broke down, I have a little responsibility for that, right..."

Yoru Kitakami scratched his temple with one finger, feeling awkward.

"It’s not your fault that the car broke down; it would have broken down sooner or later, there’s no difference."

"You don't need to worry about this, go get some rest, Kitakami-kun."

Nanami Yuigahama would certainly never blame Yoru Kitakami; she hadn't even thought about it.

"No... no, no... what I wanted to say isn't that..."

Yoru Kitakami took a deep breath and looked up into Nanami Yuigahama’s beautiful eyes.

His gaze at this moment held a deep magic, attracting Nanami Yuigahama so that she couldn't look away.

"It's... when I got out of the car, I secretly thought..."