Chapter 34

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 didn't look bad, and her personality was good.

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

Top-tier beauties were not Hokkaido's specialty potatoes.

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

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

Japan did not forbid puppy love, and the prestigious Xiuzhiyuan Sect was no exception; this was due to the different social atmosphere and values.

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

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

Kitakami Yoru didn't dare look at Kato Megumi anymore, turning to the side, his heartbeat gradually accelerating.

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

But being friends would be nice too!

It's over.

I won't be thought of as a disgusting otaku who is full of himself, right?

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

"Kitakami-san, what's wrong with you?"

Kato Megumi took her phone out of her school bag at this moment, looking at Kitakami Yoru with a strange, questioning expression.

"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 with some panic and scanned the code to 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 and muttered to himself.

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

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

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

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

A thought then surfaced in Kitakami Yoru's mind.

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

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

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

As the words fell, just after he finished speaking.

Kitakami Yoru immediately regretted it in his heart.

He had forgotten that he wasn't close to Kato Megumi.

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

It would definitely be misunderstood, rejected, and he would be thought of as having ill intentions!

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

Hearing this, Kato Megumi considered it seriously.

She hadn't intended to go to the class gathering anyway.

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

"Huh?"

This answer was once again beyond 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, sizing up Kitakami Yoru.

Ever since just now, Kitakami-san's reactions have been a bit strange.

It's a pity, I'm not good at dealing with people and getting along with them.

But it seems I 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 excited and happy.

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

Beside his desk mate Miura Yumiko, surrounded by those people, they were chatting again.

Kitakami Yoru put down his school bag, glanced at the new graffiti on the 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, and even those sitting in the front row could hear it.

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

"It's nothing, it's just that it was everyone's first time having swimming class together." Hayama Hayato paused and smiled awkwardly.

He seemed to have remembered something unpleasant.

On the side, Tobe Sho, Ooka, and Yamato, the three of them, had reactions similar to Hayama Hayato's.

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..."

"How come 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 sizing up Miura Yumiko with 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 the other party, and he was worried about whether he would face retaliation from Miura Yumiko.

The Flame Queen who was not to be trifled with in school.

His current situation within the Xiuzhiyuan Sect could be described as 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 school register, which was different from being advised to withdraw.

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

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

Expulsion left a record on the school register.

"Phew, it should be fine now."

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

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

Hayama Hayato's impression on Kitakami Yoru was that he liked, yet didn't like, Miura Yumiko.

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

Kitakami Yoru muttered.