Chapter 35

Keeping it prepared all year round was definitely the right choice.

Patting her school bag, Kasumigaoka Utaha left the teacher's office building.

On the way, she met Eriri, who was heading to the club complex building and walking toward her.

As the saying goes, one mountain cannot hold two tigers; the two girls naturally couldn't avoid a clash of eyes, sparking flames.

But it was also possible that the mountain was just too small.

No, absolutely not!

As long as the mountain is big enough, extraordinarily big.

Big enough that other mountains would feel ashamed and inferior just by looking at it, then it could hold two tigers.

It could even hold a few more with plenty of room to spare.

"This woman..." Eriri stared straight at Kasumigaoka Utaha as she walked past, her face full of defiance.

"Just knows how to pretend." Kasumigaoka Utaha temporarily cast aside her complicated emotions and glared back at Eriri.

In the eyes of outsiders, Eriri was a half-British, half-Japanese young lady, arrogant beyond measure, cute and cold.

Who would have thought that behind the scenes, she was a best-selling doujin artist?

She wore her mask well, played her persona well, and everyone was fooled.

33: The Overdue Delivery Person

It was raining, and Kitakami Yoru was glad he had brought an umbrella, hurrying back home.

"The rain is getting heavier; luckily I came back fast."

"Click---"

The key was inserted into the door, and Kitakami Yoru put away his umbrella and hurried inside.

The wind blew raindrops against the door, leaving traces.

"Meow meow~"

In the afternoon, San-san was quite active.

Seeing Kitakami Yoru return, it ran over from the living room to greet him.

"I'm home." Kitakami Yoru smiled and picked up San-san, weighing it.

Good grief, it really had grown fat into a ball; is this your normal body shape?

San-san also rubbed against Kitakami Yoru affectionately.

"I have to take a shower first and get clean before holding you." Kitakami Yoru went to the shower room and turned on the bathroom heater.

Then he went to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator.

"Doesn't seem to be many ingredients left. I don't want to go out on a rainy day; I'll just order supermarket delivery." Kitakami Yoru looked and closed the refrigerator.

Carrying San-san back to the living room, Kitakami Yoru casually turned on the TV and took out his phone.

After browsing the news, he placed an order.

He bought high-quality weight-loss ingredients, clean meat, and some cat treats.

"I remember Yukinoshita Yukino said I could go to the Service Club to find her if I had any trouble, but I don't hope you have any trouble." Kitakami Yoru finished placing the order and stroked San-san's fur from head to tail.

A strong wind whistled past, and the rain outside grew heavier.

Kitakami Yoru hurriedly ran to close all the windows in the house.

Through the window glass covered in streaks of raindrops, one could see a vast expanse of white outside.

"I hate rainy days, and I also hate it when it's too hot."

Kitakami Yoru locked the windows and walked to the shower room.

While showering, he first looked in the mirror, trying to find changes in his body after losing seven kilograms.

But looking left and right, he couldn't find any.

Kitakami Yoru knew that he would have to lose at least 20 kilograms to see the changes in his body at a glance.

He dawdled a bit and took a bath.

After washing up, getting dressed, and returning to the living room, Kitakami Yoru found that the supermarket delivery was already ten minutes overdue.

He wasn't in a hurry; the terrifying heavy rain outside made delays normal.

Bored, he held San-san and watched the social news on TV.

After a while, a knocking sound mixed with the storm and wind rang out.

Kitakami Yoru turned off the TV, listened carefully several times, and then confirmed it before going to open the door.

"Sir, I am terribly sorry, I am late. These are your goods."

Opening the door, Kitakami Yoru was directly startled.

The strong wind and heavy rain outside were very intense, crazily sweeping everything outside the door.

At his doorstep, a girl wearing a motorcycle helmet and a reflective vest with a supermarket delivery logo was bowing, holding two large bags in her hands.

"Oh, oh, it's okay." Kitakami Yoru came back to his senses and said.

At this moment, a strong wind whistled past, carrying a few raindrops onto his face.

It was cold and chilly.

Kitakami Yoru couldn't help but shiver, and goosebumps rose from the cold.

Outside, the wind and rain were heavy, and the temperature had become very low because of it.

"I am truly terribly sorry, because the rain was too heavy, it resulted in a seventeen-minute delay." Aoyama Nanami only looked up after getting a response and handed out the bags in her hands.

The next second, the smile forcibly squeezed onto Aoyama Nanami's face froze, and her expression solidified.

She recognized the fat guy in front of her.

"He... he is that perverted fat otaku everyone is talking about who stole Kasumigaoka Utaha-senpai's stockings and panties, right?"

The sudden change in the girl's expression in front of him naturally couldn't escape Kitakami Yoru's eyes.

Under the reflective vest was a Shuchiin girls' uniform.

A schoolmate?

She must have recognized him.

"Hey~ thanks." Sighing in his heart, Kitakami Yoru took his two large bags.

"C... can you open it first to see if any goods are missing or damaged before confirming receipt?" Aoyama Nanami reminded him, feeling a bit nervous.

One reason was facing the perverted fat otaku criminal rumored in school.

The second was the fear that because she was late, Kitakami Yoru would be unhappy and give her a bad review, and complain to the supermarket about her.

With such heavy rain and strong wind, under special circumstances, the supermarket shouldn't give her any punishment.

But it was just "should," and Aoyama Nanami wasn't sure.

Punishment meant having the delivery fee for this order deducted.

She had obtained a tuition waiver spot at Shuchiin through her excellent grades.

But the voice acting school, living expenses, and miscellaneous fees still made her unable to breathe.

Especially the increasingly expensive voice acting school.

"No problem." Kitakami Yoru flipped through the bags casually and replied, then was about to close the door.

At this moment, he noticed.

Aoyama Nanami was only wearing a reflective vest and the Shuchiin uniform, which was very thin.

Moreover, her whole body seemed to be soaked through.

Raindrops slid down her fair neck one by one.

After the black uniform was soaked, it might not have been that obvious, so Kitakami Yoru didn't notice it immediately.

The other party also wasn't wearing a raincoat.

Her face was pale, her body was trembling slightly from the cold, and she was still smiling very reluctantly, trying to sell a good attitude.

Countless raindrops that should have hit the door were all being caught by the thin-bodied Aoyama Nanami.

"Is, is there anything else?"

Poor Aoyama Nanami asked in a panic.

"It's raining heavily, I'm really sorry for being late, please don't complain about me or give me a bad review."

"Really sorry, sumimasen..."

The girl bowed again, looking slightly panicked.

She was a professional at bowing and apologizing. ===== CHAPTER 37 =====