Chapter 386

"Order whatever you want, my treat."

Kitakami Yoru set down the matcha iced drink in his hand.

"Okay."

Shy and scared like a quail, Aoyama Nanami hunched her shoulders and picked up the tablet to order.

She opened the menu, scanned it, and secretly used her peripheral vision to observe Kitakami Yoru, using the tablet as a shield.

"Kitakami-kun complimented me on being pretty; does it have some deep meaning?"

"Or was he just complimenting me, and this outfit was the right choice!"

Aoyama Nanami, secretly delighted, cared immensely about every detail while spending time with Kitakami Yoru.

It couldn't be helped.

Being with someone you like, but with whom you haven't broken through that layer of the relationship, everyone—regardless of gender—would be like this.

"Kitakami-kun, what do you want to eat?"

Aoyama Nanami had randomly selected two platters, feeling it was enough, and looked at Kitakami Yoru.

"I won't order; you should pick some of the expensive stuff."

Kitakami Yoru replied.

Since it was an all-you-can-eat buffet, you definitely couldn't just eat the cheap stuff.

Taking advantage of small gains is a basic human instinct.

"Okay, is tuna okay?"

Aoyama Nanami flipped through the menu to check.

It wasn't just sushi; they even had ordinary Kuroge Wagyu beef.

Thinking carefully, Aoyama Nanami had even forgotten this was a buffet restaurant when she was ordering.

At this moment, she hurriedly canceled those two platters and replaced them with expensive ingredients.

"Good thing I didn't confirm, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to cancel."

"I'm done ordering."

Feeling it was about right, Aoyama Nanami handed the ordering tablet to Kitakami Yoru to use.

Kitakami Yoru shook his head.

This restaurant used to operate via a buffet conveyor belt.

Later, a news story broke about a blonde high schooler who intentionally vandalized the restaurant, licking the plates and the condiment bottles.

It completely ruined this top-tier, largest conveyor-belt sushi restaurant in the Neon nation.

Now, everything is delivered manually.

Not long after.

Plate after plate of sushi was delivered, and Kitakami Yoru and Aoyama Nanami didn't stand on ceremony.

They picked up their chopsticks and started eating.

Stuffing a piece of tuna into his mouth, Kitakami Yoru chewed while looking at Aoyama Nanami.

After swallowing, he asked with slight curiosity: "Nanami, did you and your boyfriend break up?"

As the words fell, Aoyama Nanami leaned back against the sofa, her expression very confused.

"Huh?... Sex maniac?"

"Kitakami-kun... are you talking about that demon thing?"

With rice in her mouth, Aoyama Nanami's voice was slurred, but Kitakami Yoru could still hear it clearly.

"Your boyfriend?"

Kitakami Yoru put down his chopsticks and looked at Aoyama Nanami.

Barely swallowing the food in her mouth, Aoyama Nanami took a sip of her drink and hurriedly said: "What boyfriend?!"

She had absolutely no idea!

The confusion and bewilderment in her eyes were even more intense than Kitakami Yoru's.

"Eh? That... who... who is it?"

For a moment, Kitakami Yoru couldn't remember the name.

"Kitakami-kun, did you get it wrong?"

"I've never had a boyfriend!"

Aoyama Nanami explained anxiously and flusteredly, fearing Kitakami Yoru wouldn't believe her.

"Eh? That's not right, that..."

"It happened a long time ago... I remember..."

Kitakami Yoru tried hard to recall.

At the time, he was still that disgusting fat otaku.

Watching Kitakami Yoru's reaction, Aoyama Nanami suddenly realized, and frowning, she said:

"Is it Kanda Sorata?"

"That's him, yes!"

Kitakami Yoru nodded forcefully, meeting Aoyama Nanami's gaze.

"I've never liked him, and I've never dated anyone since I was a child."

"Back then..."

"I remember he came to find you and said he was my boyfriend, right?"

Aoyama Nanami's memory of this event was very clear.

"Yes, yes."

Kitakami Yoru continued to nod, secretly saying to himself: "So it was a misunderstanding? No wonder..."

"Kitakami-kun, did I not explain it to you at the time?"

"I forgot, really, I really didn't date him."

Having received a definitive answer, Aoyama Nanami began to fear that Kitakami Yoru would misunderstand, and she explained desperately.

"I should be the one saying sorry; I've been misunderstanding all along."

Kitakami Yoru waved his hand.

"That's how it is."

Aoyama Nanami cared a lot, and she was very anxious.

After clearing up the misunderstanding, the atmosphere suddenly became a bit awkward.

Aoyama Nanami had no choice but to use eating to alleviate it.

Picking up a piece of beef, she secretly observed Kitakami Yoru, muttering in her heart:

"Kitakami-kun took the initiative to ask me to dinner."

"He complimented me on being pretty, and even asked if I had broken up with my boyfriend..."

"Could it be..."

"Does he also...?"

Her excited little heart pounded non-stop; Aoyama Nanami was so distracted that she chewed the beef in her mouth into crumbs before she snapped back to reality.

"But Kitakami-kun and Shiina Mashiro..."

"And that Fujiwara-san from that night, the hair on the clothes, staying the night..."

Raising her head, Aoyama Nanami's struggling gaze quickly swept over Kitakami Yoru's handsome face.

Should she ask or not?

"No, better not ask."

"Maybe it's all a coincidence; Kitakami-kun's mind is simple, how could he like me or take a fancy to me..."

"It must be a misunderstanding."

"And I've been so unfair to him."

The color in her eyes gradually dimmed, and Aoyama Nanami lowered her head to eat silently.

Her guilty conscience and remorse toward Kitakami Yoru reached their peak.

My friend is so good to me, and I secretly take my friend as a fantasy object behind his back!

"If Kitakami-kun knew, he would definitely think I'm a cheap and shameless girl."

"He would look down on me and hate me..." ===== CHAPTER 387 =====