Chapter 355

It was also the time when the art club activities ended.

"It's getting late..."

"Stay for a little while longer..."

The orange clouds on the horizon were like a free-spirited little horse running wantonly.

Kasumigaoka Utaha dragged herself along, temporarily unwilling to leave and return to the dark, cold home.

"That's fine, you guys go off work first."

"I'll handle that student..."

Yuigahama Yui waved her hand, dismissing the employees waiting to get off work, and poked her head to look at Kasumigaoka Utaha in the remote corner.

The entire cafe.

Except for a housewife walking her dog and an elderly couple, there were three guests.

It was Kasumigaoka Utaha, who had come very early and sat for a long time with a glass of lemon water.

Taking a piece of tiramisu from the warming cabinet, Yuigahama Xianghui carried it over.

"Excuse me, this student, may I bother you for a moment?"

A very gentle tone spilled from the mature lady's fragrant lips.

"Ah? Uh..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha woke up, almost stood up, and nodded repeatedly.

Coming back to her senses.

Looking at Yuigahama Xianghui, a look of confusion appeared in her eyes.

"This guest is really beautiful..."

Yuigahama Xianghui secretly praised, placed the tiramisu gently in front of Kasumigaoka Utaha, and continued:

"Auntie saw you sitting alone for a long time, are you in a bad mood?"

"This dessert is for you; eating something sweet when you're sad will make you feel much better."

"No need, thank you for your kindness."

Kasumigaoka Utaha curled her lips reluctantly and shook her head repeatedly.

Looking at Yuigahama Xianghui, she didn't know whether it was better to follow the address of "Auntie" or "Big Sister".

"Oh my, no need to be polite."

"Let Auntie guess, did you have a fight with your boyfriend?"

Yuigahama Xianghui smiled gently and sat opposite her.

"No..."

After being stunned for a while, Kasumigaoka Utaha didn't refuse Yuigahama Xianghui's kindness, nor did she look at her.

She lowered her head and pretended to play with her phone.

"How about I tell you my story?"

Yuigahama Xianghui blinked her eyes.

"Your story?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha raised her head, her movements stopping.

"I got divorced a long time ago, you know."

Yuigahama Xianghui tilted her head and giggled playfully.

This isn't right!

"Divorce... shouldn't you be sad..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha incidentally placed her hand on the side of the sofa.

In the restroom of the club building.

Aki Tomoya put that thing, which was slightly shorter than the average length, back into his pants.

So small...

Hurriedly washed his hands and ran out.

"Eriri should have come out by now, right?"

Anxiously arriving at the balcony outside, Aki Tomoya found that he was still a step late.

He saw a large group of art club members leaving the building in a group, all having walked far away.

"Eriri, I shouldn't have gone to the bathroom."

Aki Tomoya complained secretly and ran down quickly.

When going down the stairs, he rushed too fast and hadn't stood firm, and even fell down.

Causing the time to be delayed for a while longer.

"I'm going to buy a drink, you guys go ahead."

A smile bloomed on Eriri's cute face.

Waving her little hand, she said goodbye to the female art club members she was closer to.

Turning around, she walked elsewhere.

In front of the vending machine.

Kitakami Yoru bent down to take out two drinks, saw Eriri walking over with her twin tails swaying from the corner of his eye, and threw one over casually.

The thing suddenly thrown from the devil scared the timid Eriri, and she caught it instinctively.

Discovering it was a drink, Eriri shouted angrily: "You scared me to death, what are you doing?"

"Trying to bribe me with a mere drink? I'll suspect you drugged it!"

"If you have something to say, say it quickly."

Kitakami Yoru opened the drink tab and looked at his shoe, which clearly had a footprint on it.

When going downstairs, Eriri had deliberately stepped on him hard.

With the protection of the shoe, it didn't hurt much.

She even took the initiative to ask him to find a place to talk.

"I warn you, don't think about having any designs on me."

Talking and talking, Eriri was still on this matter.

Standing in Eriri's corner, it was understandable.

Anyone who had experienced Kitakami Yoru breaking into her house and bullying her could understand.

It was like how some people didn't understand why American police would empty their magazines and call for backup at the drop of a hat.

A simple traffic stop could make their nerves tense to the breaking point.

"I said, I don't have much interest in you."

"Show up less in front of my eyes, use that arrogant look and tone less when communicating with me; what I like most is taking people like you..."

Kitakami Yoru's eyes flashed with light, then immediately restrained.

"It was you who insisted on coming to the art club to be a model, you jerk."

"And you say you have no designs?"

Eriri held the evidence of Kitakami Yoru's crime in her hand, and her spine straightened quite a bit.

Speaking with full confidence.

"It was Hiratsuka-sensei who begged me to come, I couldn't refuse her."

"Besides, it was clearly your art club that took the initiative to invite me, right?"

As Kitakami Yoru spoke, he easily caught the drink Eriri threw back.

"You could have refused!"

Eriri pouted unhappily.

"With my relationship with Hiratsuka-sensei, how could I refuse?"

Kitakami Yoru said lightly, adding a sentence:

"So, besides this matter, is there anything else you want to talk to me about?"

"Yes, I warn you not to have any bad ideas about me, and you're not allowed to use objects to insult me!"

"You're the one who's a spraying little golden retriever, you're the dog!"

During the club activity, Eriri was so angry she exploded!