Chapter 395

Kitakami Yoru pretended to wipe his nose, covered his mouth, and looked at Sakurajima Mai.

There were many people at the station, so he avoided being stared at with strange gazes.

"Okay, then I'll talk to you when there's no one around."

Sakurajima Mai sighed and said understandingly.

After speaking.

She turned her head and looked around.

Seeing Kasumigaoka Utaha wearing the Shuchiin uniform, she felt familiar just by looking at her profile.

"She is..."

"Should be..."

Sakurajima Mai knew Kasumigaoka Utaha, but her impression was blurry, and she couldn't remember her name.

Afterward, she opened her small bag and took out her phone to try and search for something.

Don't forget, the big star who was busy with her career and could barely balance her studies was also a third-year student at Shuchiin.

The train arrived.

Kitakami Yoru took Sakurajima Mai's small hand and walked into the carriage.

At the same time, Sakurajima Mai also found Kasumigaoka Utaha.

There weren't many people in the carriage, and there were plenty of empty seats.

Kasumigaoka Utaha and Kitakami Yoru were not sitting in the same carriage.

"Underclassman..."

Leaning close to Kitakami Yoru, Sakurajima Mai, who smelled of faint citrus perfume, pointed at Kasumigaoka Utaha.

Kitakami Yoru looked over, paused, and said in a self-talking volume: "She's not as good-looking as you, Sakurajima-senpai."

"You've learned to be bad, underclassman!"

Sakurajima Mai stepped on Kitakami Yoru.

Even though she knew he would answer like that, she was still very happy.

"How are you doing at school?"

"Are you quite popular with the girls?"

Sakurajima Mai's beautiful eyes sparkled, wanting to see through Kitakami Yoru.

"Not really."

Kitakami Yoru naturally ignored his intimate relationship with Fujiwara Chika.

"You're lying to me!"

Unable to see any clues from his expression, Sakurajima Mai bluffed.

Deep in her heart, she didn't believe Kitakami Yoru's nonsense either.

Healthy, handsome, a teenager in puberty not dating?

Think with your toes, and you'd think it's impossible.

"Am I the kind of person who is very suitable to be a lover, a mistress?"

"No one can find evidence of you cheating."

Sakurajima Mai straightened Kitakami Yoru's head, not letting him play dumb.

"Tell the truth!"

She added, letting Kitakami Yoru face the question directly.

Because it was very important to Sakurajima Mai.

She liked Kitakami Yoru.

For the time being, it couldn't be called a deeply engraved love.

But later, in the future...

Only Kitakami Yoru would be by her side.

Assuming she was in a normal state, she was absolutely more than enough to match Kitakami Yoru.

But in reality, this world doesn't exist on assumptions.

The person with the decision-making power was Kitakami Yoru.

Sakurajima Mai didn't think Kitakami Yoru would date her and continue on.

Her uncertainty accounted for 99%.

She hadn't hoped for that much either.

Kitakami Yoru had plenty of choices.

"The truth is..."

"I can't guarantee to give you all my love, but I guarantee I will definitely love you forever and won't abandon you."

Kitakami Yoru followed that force, turned his head to look at Sakurajima Mai, and almost laughed out loud when he said it.

What was all this...

"Jerk, I don't want to be a mistress or a lover at all."

Sakurajima Mai scolded coquettishly and immediately moved to the side to sit properly.

The train ran very smoothly, and the speed was fast.

After three stops.

Arriving at the hospital, it was also the hospital where Kitakami Yoru had been hospitalized before.

"I'm starting to regret it; you're stronger than any medicine."

Pulling Sakurajima Mai off the train, she began to regret it behind him.

Couldn't sleep at night, asking the doctor to prescribe some sleeping pills to assist sleep—this was Sakurajima Mai's initial thought.

No reason why.

She just couldn't sleep.

Prescription drugs belong to the controlled category, and Japan's control over such drugs is very strict.

Reselling is also illegal.

Those who commit serious offenses go to prison.

Swiping her card, Sakurajima Mai rubbed against Kitakami Yoru to swipe her card and exit the station.

"Just say you have a lot of worries and prescribe some sleeping pills; I probably won't eat them either."

"Encountering such things, feeling uncomfortable is to be expected, almost died of illness..."

Kitakami Yoru would rather Sakurajima Mai not collect the black material of the Shinomiya family, and hoped she could recover normally.

Friday, there was a lot of foot traffic.

Kitakami Yoru's line almost stopped moving.

At the very front was a tourist who occupied the position and wasn't very clear on how to use the ticket to exit the station.

It seemed she took the wrong one, and the staff reminded her, delaying time.

Kasumigaoka Utaha walked out, swiped her Suica card, and turned to look at Kitakami Yoru.

"He's also exiting from here?"

The gate opened, and Kasumigaoka Utaha walked out.

The distance from the station to the hospital was about three hundred meters.

Kitakami Yoru subsequently brought Sakurajima Mai out of the station and walked toward the hospital as usual.

Inevitably, he ran into Kasumigaoka Utaha, whose destination was also the hospital.

Following behind her butt until entering the outpatient building.

When registering for the psychiatry department, Kasumigaoka Utaha finally discovered that Kitakami Yoru was suspected of following her?

"Kitakami Yoru also came to the hospital to see a doctor?"

"So that's why he rejected me? Heh hum..."

Finding an excuse for comfort, Kasumigaoka Utaha followed the guidance and walked to the outpatient clinic.

Kitakami Yoru completed the registration at the window next to her.

Using his name, including the consultation.

"Are you acquainted with Kasumigaoka Utaha?"

A beautiful girl who was no less than herself, Sakurajima Mai wouldn't pay attention unless she did it deliberately.