Chapter 362

Muttering in his heart, Kitakami Yoru waited quietly for a reply.

"You invaded my privacy?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha opened her eyes wide, her breathing tight.

"When I picked up the phone, I didn't think about checking your privacy."

"Checking the photos was to figure out the owner's appearance; at first, I didn't know it was your phone."

Kitakami Yoru explained, while carrying Sansan to the kitchen.

"Alright, where is your home address?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha felt exhausted; she really didn't want to move.

Kitakami Yoru opened the small cupboard, took out a cat can, and reported his home address.

"Wait for me, I'm coming over now."

Kasumigaoka Utaha picked up her shoes and put them on quickly.

"Hmm, I'll wait for you."

"Also... please help me buy some fruit and bento food on the way, just buy it at the convenience store."

"Something fresh."

Kitakami Yoru nodded and said.

At this time, he was too lazy to cook by himself.

"Can... this is no problem."

With the phone in Kitakami Yoru's hand, as long as it wasn't an excessive proposal, Kasumigaoka Utaha could agree to it.

Hanging up the phone.

Kasumigaoka Utaha pinched her spare phone tightly, her tone carrying faint complaints and dissatisfaction: "I'm not unwilling to pay a reward, why do I have to go over in person."

"This Kitakami Yoru, in the middle of the night, even asked me to help buy a bento."

"Could it be that he has this idea?"

Putting on her shoes, Kasumigaoka Utaha carried her small bag and looked back at the empty home.

A sense of loneliness filled her fragile heart.

Turning off the lights, locking the door, and leaving.

Choosing to go to Kitakami Yoru's house at night to get the phone, Kasumigaoka Utaha had considered it carefully.

Neon's public security was still okay.

But for the past few months, she had been harassed by a perverted stalker.

Causing Kasumigaoka Utaha to be very repulsed by going out and having no sense of security.

Especially at night, when you couldn't see your fingers.

Fear comes from the unknown.

The temperature was also low.

Unless necessary, she would absolutely not go out alone.

Without her phone, Kasumigaoka Utaha felt this was a necessary thing, and she continued to complain and blame herself while walking:

"My phone and photos..."

"Ah..."

"Why didn't I delete that photo at the time?"

Imagine.

If your phone was lost and a friend picked it up.

Would you choose to go to your friend's house to get the phone back immediately, or wait until school the next day?

Under the dark night, Kasumigaoka Utaha pulled her coat tight because of the cold.

She walked into the convenience store next to the station and picked up a shopping basket.

"He didn't say what to buy?"

"Just pick some, he wouldn't make me pay, right?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha didn't have any intention of picking, just based on her own eye and taste, and filled the shopping basket in a while.

After checking out, she carried a large bag to take the train.

Casually dismissing a boy who came to chat in the same carriage, she boredly swiped her phone.

A few minutes later, she turned it off irritably and held her forehead, starting to worry.

That damn sexy photo.

Kitakami Yoru saw it.

She wasn't afraid of the threats Kitakami Yoru mentioned.

Sexy is sexy.

But the places that should be conservative weren't exposed at all.

Have you seen it at the beach?

It was that level of exposure.

At most, it was R16 level of cosplay.

Fortunately, fortunately.

"He can't threaten me, but if it gets posted, it will disgust me to death."

Thinking of this, Kasumigaoka Utaha began to rejoice that Kitakami Yoru at least wouldn't do that.

If it were someone else, another boy, at this time, he might be secretly licking the screen in the quilt.

Or sharing it with friends to show off, discussing it with lecherous eyes.

About forty minutes.

Kasumigaoka Utaha arrived at the last stop and called Kitakami Yoru.

"I'm here, send me a location message."

Not long after, Kitakami Yoru sent the location information via text message.

"Sansan, is it delicious?"

Sending successfully, Kitakami Yoru was hungry to the point of being back-to-back, touching Sansan and asking.

Hmm...

Haven't washed it for a long time.

"He lives in an apartment?"

"What about the flower shop that day?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha followed the location information, used a flashlight to strengthen the lighting, and went toward the residential area.

Kitakami Yoru lives in an apartment?

Not long after.

Stopping downstairs of an apartment building, Kasumigaoka Utaha looked around and felt a trace of fear inexplicably.

Confirming the house number twice, she knocked on the door gently.

"Coming..."

Kitakami Yoru stood up holding Sansan and walked over quickly.

His stomach growled with hunger.

As soon as the door opened, Kasumigaoka Utaha, wearing a Xiuzhiyuan uniform skirt, appeared before his eyes.

"Here, I bought a lot of bento and fruit."

Kasumigaoka Utaha said, putting down the shopping bag in her hand; she didn't want to have any physical contact with Kitakami Yoru.

"So much? How much?"

Kitakami Yoru held Sansan with one hand and opened the door with the other.

At this time, she noticed Sansan in Kitakami Yoru's arms.

A round black furry cat.

"Meow meow... meow..."

What bad intentions can a cat have?

Sansan only knew that every time someone came over, it had a high probability of getting a cat can reward.

Smelling it wasn't Yukinoshita Yukino, but Sansan knew that acting coquettishly was always right.