Chapter 342

Super pleasing to the eye, super good-looking.

Recently, when Yumiko Miura was bored in class, she would secretly look at Kitakami Yoru to pass the time.

"Who is it?"

Hina Ebina expressed even more shocking curiosity.

Among the boys, this news was no less explosive than Eriri, Utaha Kasumigaoka, and Yukino Yukinoshita all dating the same boy.

Why?

Because the girls who liked Kitakami Yoru were chattering, which had more spread and combat power.

"Just kidding, I've never dated a girlfriend."

Kitakami Yoru smiled bitterly and covered his face.

"Could it be that you like bo..."

Before Hina Ebina could finish, Yumiko Miura kicked her lightly.

"Go... good morning, Kitakami-san."

Yui Yuigahama finally went over; her usually eloquent mouth became a bit clumsy.

"Good morning."

Kitakami Yoru nodded politely to Yui Yuigahama and looked at his phone, but sighed.

Sigh...

No one likes me...

Those love letters and confessions don't count.

The only one, maybe Chika Fujiwara, let me mess...

And I messed it up...

"Oh."

Yui Yuigahama had words on the tip of her tongue, but her mind went blank; she opened her mouth but couldn't say a word.

"Yui, look at my toenails, how are they?"

"I forgot because I was wearing shoes."

Yumiko Miura said casually, saving Yui Yuigahama from the impending awkwardness.

"Wow, wow."

Yui Yuigahama quickly looked over.

"I'm going back to my seat first."

With ten minutes left before class, Hina Ebina decided to go back first.

To avoid Sho Tobe coming back.

Her slender, tender hand with the new manicure hooked off her indoor shoe, and a black mid-calf cotton sock stretched out.

Then, Yumiko Miura used her hand to pull off the sock.

Her crystal-clear, slender, bony beautiful feet matched her image as a blonde gal very well.

Or rather, just looking at her image and body, one could roughly infer what her feet looked like.

"A bit orange-red, a fiery red color."

"Does it look good?"

Yumiko Miura looked up.

"I feel like it's a bit like... like..."

Yui Yuigahama thought back, but couldn't say it.

35: Worried Green

"Like the clouds of the sunset, they're all this color."

"Exactly the same, isn't it?"

Speaking of this, Kitakami Yoru wasn't sleepy anymore and looked at Yumiko Miura generously.

If he remembered correctly.

Forget it, he couldn't possibly remember this wrong.

It was the first time he had seen Yumiko Miura's feet.

"Yes, that's it!"

Yui Yuigahama realized upon hearing this and turned to look at Kitakami Yoru.

"Mm."

Kitakami Yoru smiled politely and met her gaze.

"Thump!"

The girl's heart beat fast, blood rushed straight to her face, and she became blank.

"Not bad, right?"

Yumiko Miura showed off one of her top-grade beautiful feet.

"Not bad, not bad."

Kitakami Yoru's attention, only for a moment, fell on Yui Yuigahama.

"Oh my..."

Yumiko Miura smiled happily, raised her hand to stretch, and naturally lifted her foot to show it off.

"Can't look anymore."

The desire in his heart was interrupted by Kitakami Yoru, whose self-control was still okay.

Afterwards, the morning reading class was about to start.

Yumiko Miura also put her socks back on.

In the last few minutes, Marin Kitagawa said in advance that they would chat during morning reading.

Ending the topic she had initiated.

They were chatting about some anime hobbies.

Counting it up, she was a fellow fan who was very compatible with Kitakami Yoru, so they had a certain topic and tacit understanding.

In her eyes, Kitakami Yoru was still a stranger with a faint sense of mystery, so she was even more interested.

"Sigh... how did I become like that?"

The bell rang, and Yui Yuigahama, sitting in front, secretly turned to look at Kitakami Yoru's face, which was almost blocked.

Just a greeting, nothing more.

Turning her head, Yui Yuigahama twisted her pen, struggling; it was really hard.

Time passed, and after one class, it was break time.

Kitakami Yoru chose to go out for a walk and blow the cool morning breeze of autumn.

Basking in the warm sun, he walked to the men's restroom.

"When I sent the message just now, I asked Chika for good morning."

"Student council, morning reading class is busy, that's understandable..."

"But..."

Kitakami Yoru, while worried and distressed, unbuckled the belt of his uniform trousers at the urinal in the corner.

"If she doesn't reply after another class."

"I'll go to the student council at noon to find her, see her reaction, and apologize face-to-face."

The sound of water made Kitakami Yoru's thoughts flow, and his brain ran fast.

Pressing the flush toilet, Kitakami Yoru came to the sink, first washed his hands clean, then tugged at his hair.

Exposing his forehead and bangs, he muttered silently: "My hair is long, I'll just go get it cut short."

"Also..."

"That's how we'll do it!"

He wasn't a very indecisive person.

How did he bully Eriri before?

Without any hesitation.

On the contrary, he called this having a plan. ===== CHAPTER 343 =====