Chapter 339

How long ago was it that she said she'd never talk to Kitakami Yoru again?

"Huff, I'll reply later."

"But it's impossible to forgive him easily."

Exhaling a breath of fragrance, Chika Fujiwara opened the door and walked in on tiptoe.

The lights were brilliant.

"Sister, you're finally back!"

Moeha Fujiwara was wearing a facial mask, looking at the time on the wall clock.

It was about an hour until midnight.

"Why aren't you asleep yet?"

Chika Fujiwara pouted and waved her hand.

"Worried about you."

Moeha Fujiwara replied from afar; the living room was really big.

"Hiss..."

Taking off the shoe on her injured foot, she gasped in pain.

It hurts so much!

Why does it hurt so much suddenly now!

Casually putting on slippers, Chika Fujiwara moved slowly, limping a little.

Going upstairs, her figure disappeared.

"This is hardly going to deliver a coat; sister went to deliver..."

"Deliver... oh my..."

Moeha Fujiwara thought Kitakami Yoru had done quite a number on her sister.

She was even limping.

"I'll pour some water for sister and get some medicine."

Moeha Fujiwara pinched her chin, rubbed it gently, and started to act!

And she was happy and excited to be such a thoughtful sister.

Collapsing onto the bed, Chika Fujiwara held up her phone, baring her teeth at the black screen for a good while before putting it away.

LINE.

Re-reading all the messages Kitakami Yoru had sent, she hummed happily before replying.

"I'm home."

"I'm angry at you."

Kitakami Yoru had been planning to sleep, but he immediately perked up and made a video call.

"Dong, dong, dong—"

The sudden video call gave Chika Fujiwara a big fright, and the phone hit her chest.

Outside the door, Moeha Fujiwara's greeting sounded at the same time.

Responding casually to brush off her sister, Chika Fujiwara quickly got up, composed her expression, and chose to answer.

In view.

Kitakami Yoru was lying on his side in the bedding, his face full of sincerity.

"Chika, you finally replied to my message; I was so worried."

"Blame me for being too impulsive, not only..."

In this matter, Chika Fujiwara had absolutely no responsibility; instead, Kitakami Yoru had taken a huge advantage.

The student council secretary, the little princess at the pinnacle of power, being bullied like this by a jerk.

Heh heh.

In the whole world, only Kitakami Yoru possessed such an honor.

"I can't be bothered with you; say what you have to say quickly."

Chika Fujiwara's face was full of impatience.

In reality, she had completely forgiven Kitakami Yoru the second before.

What kind of young lady is she...

Hee hee.

"Chika, I apologize; whether it's letting you step on my face with your feet or stuffing them in my mouth, I accept it all, is that okay?"

Kitakami Yoru nodded hard in the bedding.

But wait, is this an apology or seeking a reward?!

"I'll consider it; I don't want to see you for the next few days."

Chika Fujiwara handled her thoughts very well and replied lightly.

"As long as we can talk, it's fine."

Kitakami Yoru breathed a sigh of relief and smiled gently.

What he had done was enough to send him to a juvenile detention center!

At this moment, the devil that had been extinguished by the angel grew again from the bottom of Chika Fujiwara's heart.

The devil: "I'm back!"

"Chika Fujiwara, hurry up and use this to blackmail Kitakami Yoru into being your boyfriend!"

"Since it's already come to this, if you don't choose to cut off the relationship, then just be together..."

The angel appeared right after, radiating holy light and grabbing at the devil.

The devil laughed "hehehe" and met it without fear.

Because this time, it had the upper hand!

"Chika, can we chat?"

Kitakami Yoru had finally gotten a reply, so he certainly wouldn't hang up quickly.

"Fine."

Chika Fujiwara nodded with a look of feigned hesitation.

"What do you want to do in the future?"

Kitakami Yoru turned over and asked.

"Oh, become the Prime Minister of Japan."

After Chika Fujiwara finished speaking, she almost couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"A lofty goal; I can help you."

Kitakami Yoru laughed "hehe."

"Who needs your help... pfft..."

Chika Fujiwara turned her head to the side and replied.

In the midnight of autumn, Kitakami Yoru and Chika Fujiwara chatted for a long time before wishing each other goodnight and going to sleep.

34: Like what?

"Better late than never."

"Don't think about this anymore, time to get up."

Kitakami Yoru threw off the quilt, sat up, and stretched.

He had stayed up late yesterday and had some insomnia, but not a trace of it could be seen on his face.

"San-san is sleeping so soundly."

Kitakami Yoru yawned, climbed out of bed on tiptoe, and smiled at San-san.

Finally, he felt a little happier.

Brushing his teeth and washing his face, he did about fifteen minutes of stretching and warm-up exercises.

Rotating his hips, he walked into the kitchen to make breakfast and lunch.

Sigh—

They're too big; being heavy is also annoying. ===== CHAPTER 340 =====