Chapter 4

"Why can only I see it?"

Was this a treasure chest bestowed by Kami-sama because he saw he was pitiful?

With a "snap," Kasumigaoka Utaha closed the light novel in her hand.

She turned back with a gloomy face and saw Kitakami Yoru's disgusting expression.

A few minutes ago, she had noticed that Kitakami Yoru, who had woken up, was staring at her intently.

It gave her goosebumps and made her very uncomfortable.

Perhaps it was an innate keen sixth sense, or perhaps she had been trained to be sensitive to gazes because she had received too much unnecessary attention since childhood.

Even if someone was looking at her from behind, Kasumigaoka Utaha could accurately detect it as if she had eyes in the back of her head.

Previously, when arguing with Eriri, she had already verified it on Kitakami Yoru.

"Wait...?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha was about to remind Kitakami Yoru to restrain himself, when her brain went "clunk."

She remembered, Kitakami Yoru wasn't a person on this bus, right?

Why would he appear on it.

He was still watching her and Eriri argue earlier.

Kasumigaoka Utaha couldn't help but let her imagination run wild about Kitakami Yoru's purpose.

Because it was just too coincidental.

Until now, Kitakami Yoru was still staring at her... thighs... in heat?

His mouth was open, and drool was almost coming out.

Was he frantically fantasizing about her?!

Kasumigaoka Utaha thought suddenly.

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4: The Dead Fat Otaku Who Died Socially on the Spot

"Are my legs good-looking?" Kasumigaoka Utaha asked faintly.

The voice wasn't very loud, but it was exceptionally cold, like a gale howling through the winter, instantly sweeping across the entire bus.

Silence, only the roar of the car engine remained.

Everyone on the bus turned their heads in unison.

Surprisingly, Hiratsuka Shizuka only then realized there was another person on the bus, and why was he still sitting in the corner?

"Uh, huh?!"

The distracted Kitakami Yoru was startled awake by Kasumigaoka Utaha's voice, and he bumped into Kasumigaoka Utaha's gaze head-on.

Kitakami Yoru's fat body shook, his throat visibly moved, and he swallowed a large mouthful of saliva!

He looked extremely nervous.

Just like a thief caught stealing something.

Seeing this.

Kasumigaoka Utaha was even more certain that Kitakami Yoru was peeking and fantasizing about her!

Originally, Kasumigaoka Utaha was already annoyed by Eriri, and her mood was particularly bad.

Now, she was directly enraged!

"Staring at me the whole time, and making that disgusting expression, you really have some nerve, don't you?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha stood up angrily and took a big stride to Kitakami Yoru's front.

She suddenly raised her foot and stomped hard toward the middle of Kitakami Yoru's legs.

Kitakami Yoru, who had no reaction time and hadn't even figured out what was happening.

His fat body shivered instinctively, and his eyes closed along with it.

"Thud---"

Kasumigaoka Utaha's black women's loafers stomped heavily on the bus floor, not stepping toward that certain spot.

She wanted to intimidate Kitakami Yoru.

"Stepping on you would dirty my shoes!"

Kasumigaoka Utaha glared at Kitakami Yoru, her chest heaving with anger.

It was her first time meeting a disgusting and bold dead fat otaku like Kitakami Yoru.

He actually dared to peek and fantasize about her to her face?

Kasumigaoka Utaha hadn't been short of people peeking at her from afar in secret.

After being looked at, she knew those people would wantonly comment on her looks and figure, and compare her to other women.

Kasumigaoka Utaha had always loathed this behavior.

But it was the first time someone dared to fantasize and even drool in heat right in front of her.

Thinking of this disgusting-looking dead fat otaku in front of her feet, imagining yellow waste about her and him, and how he thought of her.

He was also suspected of stalking her.

He dared to stalk her, followed her onto the bus, what would happen next?

Kasumigaoka Utaha didn't even dare to think about it.

Better safe than sorry!

Only by being stronger could she better protect herself and punish the other party!

Kitakami Yoru didn't feel any pain, opened his eyes trembling, and breathed a sigh of relief.

But soon, his heart sank to the bottom again.

He seemed to have, no, he had been misunderstood again!

Kitakami Yoru, slumped on the bus floor, stammered, wanting to explain.

But his teeth were trembling wildly, and he couldn't even say a complete sentence.

"Do you have nothing to say?" Seeing Kitakami Yoru's reaction, Kasumigaoka Utaha was angry and inexplicably felt a bit amused.

Immediately, she bit her silver teeth, and her expression became even more fierce and angry.

The boys on the bus looked at Kitakami Yoru with complex expressions.

There was shock, disgust, anger, and even a faint look of envy.

Maybe they were envious of being scolded?

The girls were very consistently disgusted and disdainful of Kitakami Yoru, and felt that Kasumigaoka Utaha was quite brave and cool.

There was actually another reason why Kasumigaoka Utaha had such a high status in the school.

When Kasumigaoka Utaha first transferred to Shuchiin, she often found that her shoes had been moved, and they were placed in the wrong position.

Subsequently, she secretly investigated and staked out for many days.

One afternoon.

She caught the third-year senior who had sneaked in to smell her shoes while everyone was free during PE class, and caught him right in front of many students, shocking the whole school.

The other party's family had some background, so they took the initiative to compensate and apologize, and he was expelled from the school.

Kasumigaoka Utaha was still not satisfied and insisted on calling the police to pursue it thoroughly.

In the end, it was only after the other party's parents came to apologize in person and the school board stepped in that Kasumigaoka Utaha gave up on calling the police.

Later, it was heard that the person had to transfer to a remote countryside and study in a school full of delinquents.

"So... sorry..."

Kitakami Yoru bit the tip of his tongue, letting the pain relax him, and finally squeezed a sentence out through his teeth.

After speaking, he also glanced quickly at the treasure chest that had harmed him so badly.

"The treasure chest on the head is still there, sure enough, only I can see it. Will it disappear?"

Just as Kitakami Yoru thought this, the treasure chest on Kasumigaoka Utaha's head suddenly disappeared!

Instantly, Kitakami Yoru's mind went blank, and he almost had another blackout.

Hiratsuka Shizuka had been watching here, with no intention of intervening.

She felt it was better to let the person involved, Kasumigaoka Utaha, solve it.

"I don't accept your apology." Kasumigaoka Utaha shook her head gently, her voice cold and emotionless.

Kitakami Yoru buried his head lower, his nails digging hard into the flesh of his palms, saying nothing.

He had no way to explain; the best way to deal with it was silence.