Chapter 396

"Acquainted, but the relationship isn't very good."

Kitakami Yoru answered honestly and dragged Sakurajima Mai away from the registration window.

He didn't think too much about it.

Who knew that Kasumigaoka Utaha would also see a psychiatrist?

Fifth floor, the empty waiting area of the clinic.

When Kitakami Yoru and Sakurajima Mai came here, they saw Kasumigaoka Utaha pause.

"She also sees a psychiatrist?"

Sakurajima Mai stood on the side and whispered to Kitakami Yoru.

But in Kasumigaoka Utaha's eyes.

Station—Road—Hospital.

From beginning to end, there was only Kitakami Yoru.

"Kitakami Yoru, why did you follow me?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha was stunned for a while and stood up in surprise.

Kitakami Yoru turned his head to look at Sakurajima Mai, his eyes dull and helpless.

"Underclassman Kitakami, you seem to have an unusual relationship with Kasumigaoka Utaha-san?"

Sakurajima Mai's gaze swept back and forth between Kitakami Yoru and Kasumigaoka Utaha.

"Sigh..."

Kitakami Yoru showed a bitter smile and looked back at Kasumigaoka Utaha.

Kasumigaoka Utaha couldn't see Sakurajima Mai.

In her eyes, from the train station, to the station, to now.

There was only Kitakami Yoru following behind her butt.

"Hmph..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha must have thought of something interesting and hummed, raising her head.

53: I must be very suitable to be a lover, right?

"I say, Kitakami Yoru."

"When you were at the station, you wouldn't have rejected me because you were embarrassed and for the sake of face, and now you regret it..."

"And have been following me to the hospital, right?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha's tone was frivolous, and she was a little proud.

"You misunderstood, I'm in a bad mood, seeing a doctor."

"It's just a coincidence."

Kitakami Yoru responded faintly, and at the same time saw Sakurajima Mai walking toward Kasumigaoka Utaha.

"Is that so?"

"Do you think I'll believe it?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha didn't believe Kitakami Yoru's explanation at all, pursed her lips, and laughed.

Why did she suddenly feel much better?

"Believe it or not, you didn't believe me before either, and what was the result..."

Kitakami Yoru brought up the old matter.

"Are you still talking about this?"

"I... alright, you win."

Kasumigaoka Utaha took a breath, her chest heaving, and paused.

Then, she immediately added: "I was just on a whim before, and now seeing you makes me feel annoyed!"

"Don't fantasize."

"I believe you."

Kitakami Yoru's expression didn't change at all, and he looked at Sakurajima Mai, who was watching Kasumigaoka Utaha circle around, feeling a bit confused.

"It's best if you believe me, heh hum."

Kasumigaoka Utaha looked at the waiting sign.

The green light switched on, and she could go in.

This was indeed her true thought.

In less than half an hour, changing her mind was very easy.

"Is it because you're so concerned about face?"

"Rejecting me? You deserve it..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha narcissistically concluded that Kitakami Yoru regretted it but didn't dare to speak directly, so he chose to follow her.

To see if she would change her mind.

"Underclassman, when I went to the restroom, it turns out you had something else going on with such a great beauty."

Sakurajima Mai walked back, smiling and narrowing her eyes.

"What is Sakurajima-senpai thinking in her head?"

Kitakami Yoru felt inexplicably cold behind his back, goosebumps all over his back, and squeezed out a smile.

"I have a better relationship with Sakurajima-senpai; didn't you hear her say I rejected her?"

"That's true, daring to stand me up!"

Sakurajima Mai crossed her arms with one hand, and with the other, she made a small fist and shook it in the air, pretending to smash it toward Kitakami Yoru.

"Kasumigaoka Utaha is seeing a psychiatrist?"

"Is there a problem? That Rinri-kun?"

Kitakami Yoru didn't pick up on Sakurajima Mai's words and thought silently in his heart.

"Kasumigaoka Utaha-san's figure is even better than mine, underclassman, don't you think?"

Sakurajima Mai continued to ask.

Observing closely, she found that her height and figure proportions were almost no different from Kasumigaoka Utaha's.

The other party's was indeed a bit more erotic and plump.

This little bit, however, was a natural disaster.

"What does her figure have to do with me?"

Kitakami Yoru pretended to be confused and asked back.

"I won't force you, this is your business..."

Pouting, Sakurajima Mai sighed secretly in her heart.

Outside the clinic.

After waiting for about five minutes.

Kasumigaoka Utaha came out with the prescription and medicine list, and seeing that Kitakami Yoru hadn't left yet, she frowned slightly.

"Kitakami Yoru, aren't you leaving yet?"

"Didn't I say? I won't change my mind."

Kitakami Yoru was completely speechless, but he also understood a bit why Kasumigaoka Utaha would think so.

He pointed to the clinic.

"Boring."

Swaying a pair of plump, beautiful legs wrapped in black silk, Kasumigaoka Utaha passed by Kitakami Yoru's eyes and glanced at him sideways.

She walked straight away.

Going home.

The clinic light turned green.

Kitakami Yoru went in to describe Sakurajima Mai's symptoms and successfully prescribed some sleeping pills and a folk remedy to assist sleep.

For example, propping up the legs, very, very high.

It can promote sleep and quick sleep.

The well-known US military combat manual has this rule.

There are also many similar methods online.