Chapter 371

"As expected, it's not much better!"

"To think there's a human male in the world with this kind of fetish; if the girls at school who like him knew this, they'd be absolutely devastated, right?"

Unaccountably, Kasumigaoka Utaha, who was secretly despising Kitakami Yoru in her heart, felt vaguely excited.

Girls and boys are the same.

Subconsciously, they like to conquer outstanding members of the opposite sex.

Boys take pride in hooking up with the school's recognized beauties.

Girls are actually much the same.

"Huh?"

Kitakami Yoru was stunned, as if someone had told him.

That he wasn't the biological child of Kitakami Toyoya and Kitakami Megumi.

"Pick one."

That was what Kasumigaoka Utaha meant.

At first, she didn't want to have any physical contact with Kitakami Yoru at all.

Now, it was too late to regret it.

Anyway, she'd already touched him.

Touching him again didn't matter; it could even disgust Kitakami Yoru and vent her frustration.

Why not?

"Ethics-kun, let him go find Eriri."

"I even let Kitakami Yoru hold my hand, damn it..."

Thinking of this again, Kasumigaoka Utaha gritted her teeth in hatred, yet felt helpless.

"I'll still choose for you to apologize; get up quickly."

Kitakami Yoru was so tempted he almost chose the second option, but finally restrained himself.

This must be something Kasumigaoka Utaha said to humiliate him.

If he chose it, it would be for nothing, and he'd only receive her contempt!

Furthermore, it would be completely undignified.

"If it were real, no one would see it, so dignity doesn't really matter..."

Kitakami Yoru muttered, twisting his waist to make himself more comfortable, and then asked strangely:

"Also, Kasumigaoka Utaha, you wouldn't have had a fight with your boyfriend and come here to seduce me to spite him, would you?"

"I don't have a boyfriend, how many times do I have to say it?"

"Huh? And take revenge on him by seducing you?"

"Lunatic!"

Kasumigaoka Utaha paused, following Kitakami Yoru's line of thought.

It made no sense at all.

She was furious that Aki Tomoya went to find Eriri.

So she decided to take revenge on Aki Tomoya by voluntarily offering herself to Kitakami Yoru?

Is there such a good thing in the world?

And she'd offer it to you, of all people?

The more she thought about it, the gloomier Kasumigaoka Utaha's face became, and three black lines flashed across her forehead.

"Woo woo... mm..."

"So smelly... woo mm mm..."

"I can't breathe..."

A few minutes later, with a look of utter despair again, Kitakami Yoru took deep breaths of fresh air.

"You're excited, aren't you?"

"A total perverted hooligan; be careful, or I'll tell Fujiwara Chika, and you'll be sorry!"

Kasumigaoka Utaha curled her lip, speechless.

So weak...

"Chika? How did you know about that?"

Kitakami Yoru's expression changed instantly.

"Who do you think is responsible for your relationship with Fujiwara Chika progressing by leaps and bounds?"

"It was me who saw it, told her, taught her what to do, and gave her advice."

"Otherwise, would you be where you are now?"

Truth and falsehood, reality and illusion—the most difficult things to distinguish.

It seemed Kasumigaoka Utaha wasn't lying, either.

"There's such a thing?"

Kitakami Yoru thought of Fujiwara Chika and was slightly surprised.

"You need to thank me properly; it was all me helping you!"

Claiming the credit without hesitation, Kasumigaoka Utaha said triumphantly.

She felt much more at ease.

"You know my relationship with Chika is unusual, yet you still dare to sit on my stomach?"

"So heavy..."

Sitting like that for so long, Kitakami Yoru was more or less uncomfortable.

Most importantly.

This wasn't romantic...

And they weren't going to do that...

Hearing this, Kasumigaoka Utaha also felt something was wrong and had the thought of standing up.

But when she needed her legs, they were numb...

She couldn't muster any strength at all.

Whether she got up or not didn't matter.

She still had things she needed to ask clearly.

"The one who should be afraid is you; guess what would happen if I told Secretary Fujiwara about what's happening now?" Kasumigaoka Utaha threatened with a light laugh.

Always hunting geese, only to be pecked by one—Kitakami Yoru's pupils constricted.

Tell Fujiwara Chika.

"What would Chika-chan think?"

A chill ran down Kitakami Yoru's back; he had no confidence at all.

He couldn't grasp Fujiwara Chika's inner thoughts or her view of him.

Today at noon, she ran away directly out of shyness.

He hadn't managed to say the important words, and hadn't received an answer.

Kitakami Yoru's face began to change, and Kasumigaoka Utaha smiled secretly, feeling she had him in her grasp.

Besides.

"Heh heh..."

"To him, this is clearly a reward, right? Disgusting!"

In an instant, the look of disgust that Kasumigaoka Utaha had never shown in front of outsiders, including Aki Tomoya, appeared.

It appeared again!

For this cold, noble, black-haired beauty, this little expression could be said to be a perfect match.

"If Chika knew, she would believe me too..."

After about half a minute, Kitakami Yoru took a deep breath, his nasal cavity filled with a strange fragrance, and said calmly.

The calmness in his tone was completely different from his inner state.

Still, he couldn't help but feel a bit insecure...

"If you dare to talk nonsense about me, I guarantee you'll pay the price."

Immediately after, Kitakami Yoru met Kasumigaoka Utaha's eyes calmly.