Chapter 368

Kasumigaoka Utaha didn't move at all.

"I was going to start muscle-building training tonight, are you the nemesis in my life?"

Rubbing the bruise on his forehead in distress, Kitakami Yoru sat down to rest with his round stomach.

Sitting on a small chair.

Swiping news to digest.

As for Kasumigaoka Utaha, except for her body, Kitakami Yoru didn't like her at all.

"But she really looks good, every part is perfect..."

"This pair of feet, it's my first time seeing them..."

Swiping the phone, Kitakami Yoru would look up and comment on Kasumigaoka Utaha from time to time.

Until 9:30.

The other party still showed no signs of waking up.

Kitakami Yoru put

The sound of water trickling...

People in Neon love bathing.

It is a good thing that can wash away the day's fatigue, bring pleasure to the mood, and cleanse away filth.

I don't know why, but there is always a group of old stubborns who like to say, "Take a bath faster, what are you doing in there?"

Ten o'clock sharp.

Kitakami Yoru came out wearing loose pajamas; he had also washed his hair, and he wiped his dripping wet hair with a clean towel.

"Why hasn't Chika replied to my message yet?"

Thinking of the romantic moments that happened with Fujiwara Chika during the lunch break, Kitakami Yoru wished he could hold the fragrant and soft Fujiwara Chika and sleep for the night.

But in reality, he could only fantasize about it.

The difficulty, he estimated, was a bit high.

The easiest target was still Eriri.

"If it were Eriri, I would have stopped being polite long ago."

Coming out and seeing Kasumigaoka Utaha, Kitakami Yoru's eyes were filled with helplessness and restraint.

If he took the opportunity to molest her, wouldn't he become the person he hated the most?

He silently watched over Kasumigaoka Utaha and played with Sansan.

When he was yawning repeatedly from sleepiness, Kasumigaoka Utaha finally showed signs of waking up.

Her beautiful brows twitched...

After a few times, it returned to calm.

Kitakami Yoru, who was observing her condition, instantly perked up.

He could finally send this great Buddha away.

After waiting for about ten minutes, when Sansan went to fetch a rainbow-colored yarn ball that Kitakami Yoru had thrown out.

Kasumigaoka Utaha opened her eyes in a daze, her expression weary and weak, listless.

Her small hands pressed weakly against the sofa, unable to support herself even with the leverage.

"You're awake?"

Kitakami Yoru stood up and looked at Kasumigaoka Utaha as he spoke.

"Mm."

With a chaotic mind, Kasumigaoka Utaha nodded instinctively; when other people wake up the day after drinking, they usually have memory gaps.

Forgetting what happened, many jokes and tragedies happen precisely because of this.

Kasumigaoka Utaha was even more unlucky; her chin hit Kitakami Yoru's forehead, and she fainted directly, making her confusion even more thorough.

"If you're fine, then go, I'm going to sleep."

Bending down to scoop up Sansan, who had run back to his feet, Kitakami Yoru yawned.

Kasumigaoka Utaha turned a deaf ear.

At this moment, apart from the strange sensation coming from her chin, she was clear about nothing.

Seeing the surrounding environment, it was incomparably unfamiliar.

She only gradually sobered up, her eyes becoming brighter and brighter.

"Are you listening to me, Kasumigaoka Utaha?"

Kitakami Yoru frowned slightly and walked forward.

This Kasumigaoka Utaha, she couldn't have been turned into a fool, right?

"Why are you here at my place?!"

The normal inquiry gave Kasumigaoka Utaha a big fright, and she shouted in surprise.

At the same time, not knowing where the strength came from, she used the leverage to rise from the sofa in one go.

Her head was dizzy, however, and her black-stockinged feet went soft; she couldn't stand steadily and almost fell down again.

"Hey, don't scare me."

Fortunately, Kitakami Yoru had long legs and was quick-eyed and fast-handed, grabbing Kasumigaoka Utaha's delicate hand in time.

Avoiding a tragedy.

"You... huff... huff..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha tried hard to lift her head, and looking at Kitakami Yoru, she had just opened her mouth when she felt out of breath.

A sense of powerlessness surged through her whole body, she didn't even have the strength to speak, and there was a burning, suffocating sensation in her chest.

Her chin could still vaguely feel pain, and her head was dizzy.

The saliva in her mouth tasted bitter.

"You sit down first, sit down first."

Kitakami Yoru immediately looked at Kasumigaoka Utaha with worry, grabbing her small hand and slowly helping her back onto the sofa.

This couldn't be an accident, could it?

It was clearly different from what was said on the internet; wasn't it supposed to be fine after a sleep?

"Kasumigaoka Utaha didn't get hit into a fool by me, did she?"

The look of worry became increasingly obvious; Kitakami Yoru swallowed his saliva and began to pray that Kasumigaoka Utaha was just dazed from sleep.

"Kitakami Yoru?"

"Why are you here? And..."

"Here... where is here?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha's eyes were clear; she held onto Kitakami Yoru's hand tightly and questioned him with a breathless voice.

"This is my house, you tell me why I'm at your house?"

Kitakami Yoru let out a sigh of relief, feeling reassured.

Is Kasumigaoka Utaha his fated nemesis?

But as long as she's fine, it's okay.

If she really had damaged her brain tissue because of hitting her chin and become intellectually disabled, he definitely wouldn't want that.

"You're so strong, you're hurting my hand."

After saying that, Kitakami Yoru tried hard to pull his hand back, but it was held firmly by Kasumigaoka Utaha.

Adrenaline was secreting rapidly.

When people face a desperate situation, they can erupt with unparalleled strength.

"Huh?"

"Your house? What did you do to me?"

Waking up from a sleep, Kasumigaoka Utaha saw that she and Kitakami Yoru were alone in a completely unfamiliar place.

All parts of her body were also desperately sending back strange sensations.

Kasumigaoka Utaha, who was very sensitive to the outside world, had her first reaction be that she had been bullied by Kitakami Yoru.

"What what? You wouldn't have?"

Kitakami Yoru had just relaxed, but was stunned by Kasumigaoka Utaha's barrage of questions.

At this time, the panicked girl finally discovered that her small hand and Kitakami Yoru's hand were tightly clasped together.

"Get lost!"