Chapter 36

"If you don't want a bad review or a complaint, then I have to threaten you properly, hehehe..."

The doujin plot in his mind flashed by, then was immediately cast to the back of his mind.

"You're a student at Shuchiin, right? I saw your uniform, and you must recognize me."

"I saw your expression earlier."

Kitakami Yoru asked in a gentle tone.

"Ah... yes..."

Aoyama Nanami's heartbeat skipped a beat in an instant; she closed her eyes and nodded painfully.

It's over.

He must be angry because of my expression earlier, right?

It's all just rumors in school; I didn't know, so many people were spreading it, I didn't mean to...

I'm going to get a bad review and a complaint.

It's my own fault; being late in the rain isn't an excuse, and I even showed that kind of reaction!

While regretting frantically in her heart, Aoyama Nanami secretly raised her eyes to check Kitakami Yoru's reaction.

"You don't seem to have a raincoat, and you're soaked through. Do you want me to get you one?"

Just then, Kitakami Yoru spoke hesitantly.

He didn't want to meddle in other people's business; maybe if he helped someone, he would be scolded behind his back, called a fat otaku, and accused of having ulterior motives.

The girl in front of him getting wet and catching a cold had nothing to do with him, and she even made his order delivery late.

But, Shuchiin was such a top-tier prestigious school.

Did students inside really need to risk a storm to deliver food?

Were their family conditions that poor?

They could only be students at the school like him.

Students at the school, besides donations and good grades, either relied on various special talents.

Since they were both students at the school, Kitakami Yoru thought about helping the other party.

The person standing in front of him wasn't Kasumigaoka Utaha or Shinomiya Kaguya.

He still had basic sympathy.

He was a kind person, or maybe not that kind, just a bit fat and a bit of an otaku.

He didn't think about getting anything in return, though it would be better if he did.

The raging wind and rain outside were really quite scary.

34: The Lost Puppy

The girl at the door had expected to wait for Kitakami Yoru's unpleasant face and blame.

She didn't expect him to ask if she wanted a raincoat.

A flash of hesitation and indecision crossed Aoyama Nanami's eyes.

The strong wind blew, carrying a large amount of raindrops, hitting her back.

She didn't have a raincoat, only an umbrella.

Next, although she didn't need to continue her delivery work, she still had to go home.

An umbrella wouldn't work.

She couldn't just find a dark corridor and squat in a corner shivering, right?

"Then... thank you~" Aoyama Nanami looked up at Kitakami Yoru.

"Wait a moment." Kitakami Yoru carried the two bags back into the house.

Casually placing the bags on the living room table, Kitakami Yoru returned to his room, opened the wardrobe, and took out his one-piece raincoat and a clean white towel.

At the door.

After Kitakami Yoru left, Aoyama Nanami moved her body, trying to get closer to the wall.

She hoped to use the balcony corridor to block a bit more wind and rain.

The door was open, revealing a gap the size of a fist.

After hesitating, Aoyama Nanami, who was leaning against the door, poked her head in and looked inside quickly.

Her mood was complicated now.

"Isn't Kitakami-san rumored in school to be a criminal who harasses Kasumigaoka Utaha-senpai and steals personal items..."

"Disgusting, annoying, and full of disgusting bad intentions?"

"Now it seems... he doesn't look like that kind of person."

Aoyama Nanami's teeth were chattering from the cold, and she was shivering frantically.

She seemed to have judged a book by its cover...

She had just shown that kind of expression to Kitakami-san; it really wasn't right.

Aoyama Nanami's mind flashed back to the subconscious expression she had when she first saw Kitakami Yoru, the panic, fear, and a trace of disgust in her heart.

Did I hurt Kitakami-san?

He saw it all.

And he was still willing to help me.

She swore that it was all an instinctive reaction; she couldn't control it.

Just as the girl was thinking deeply, Kitakami Yoru came out with the things.

Aoyama Nanami moved her body guiltily, pressing her ear tightly against the door.

The footsteps got closer and closer; Aoyama Nanami's mind was a bit messy and a bit nervous.

Kitakami Yoru walked to the entrance and stopped again.

Listening to the sound of the storm outside, he picked up the raincoat in his hand and looked at it, then thought of the soaked Aoyama Nanami.

"Is one towel enough?"

"She's soaked through, she'll definitely catch a cold or fever, and with the situation outside, one raincoat isn't enough."

"Should I ask her? Let her come in to hide from the rain?"

"Forget it, no, maybe she'll think I have other motives; after all, I'm a disgusting fat otaku..."

Kitakami Yoru stood at the entrance, talking to himself for a while.

Outside the door, in the storm.

Aoyama Nanami's ear was pressed against the door; although she didn't hear Kitakami Yoru's muttering clearly, she got the gist of it.

"What... what on earth have I done~"

"Actually..."

A thick sense of guilt surged in Aoyama Nanami's heart.

The next second, Kitakami Yoru opened the door, giving her a start.

"Ki... Kitakami-san..." Aoyama Nanami's thin body trembled slightly.

It might have been because of the cold, or maybe for other reasons, or a combination of both.

"Here." Kitakami Yoru didn't have any extra nonsense and handed the raincoat over.

"Thank... thank you, I will return it to you." Aoyama Nanami's voice was also trembling uncontrollably.

As she spoke, she wanted to apologize again.

But Kitakami Yoru closed the door.

"..."

Aoyama Nanami was stunned; after reacting, she picked up the raincoat in her hand and saw a clean white towel inside.

She nodded gratefully and hurried to the corridor of the apartment building.

The raging storm was finally blocked outside.

Aoyama Nanami's fair hands shook as she took off her motorcycle helmet and placed it on the stairs.

That's right, she was soaked through, including her underwear and panties.

"Achoo."

Suddenly, Aoyama Nanami sneezed.

After recovering, she hurriedly used the white towel to wipe the wet parts of her face and body.

But her heart was constantly thinking about Kitakami Yoru. ===== CHAPTER 38 =====