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Chapter 403

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"Satania, she's looking for you?"

Gabriel sat next to Kitakami Yoru, looked up, and asked softly.

Kitakami Yoru nodded.

"Oh."

Gabriel didn't continue to ask; thinking of that idiot demon, she continued to look at her phone without caring.

"Gabriel, aren't you going to ask?"

Kitakami Yoru asked curiously.

"Not asking, not interested."

Gabriel browsed through a Genshin Impact guide.

Everything was in Kitakami Yoru's eyes.

How cute Gabriel looked today, having been dressed by his own hands.

Unlike usual, when she had no vibe at all.

"If the person on the other side is a greasy man, I'll just drag Gabriel away."

Staring at Gabriel, Kitakami Yoru thought silently in his heart.

Hmm...

Maybe a bit selfish.

"It's better to be selfish; I definitely wouldn't want to see Gabriel staying with someone else."

"Chika is mine, and Nanami is mine too."

Kitakami Yoru gritted his teeth.

Thinking and thinking, Kitakami Yoru began to hate himself again; he really was a jerk.

"Gabriel, so cute."

He couldn't help but see the familiar Gabriel, her image changed, as if she had been replaced by a new personality.

Kitakami Yoru pinched Gabriel's cheek.

The victim hadn't made any response yet.

They transferred once during the trip.

It was almost nine-thirty.

Kitakami Yoru and Gabriel got off at Shibuya Station; he was too familiar with this place.

He had just been on a date here with Sakurajima Mai yesterday.

Early in the morning, he brought Gabriel here, and he would have a date with Fujiwara Chika later.

After leaving the station, they were still a short distance from the Hachiko statue.

On a Saturday, the streets of Shibuya were still in the peak tourist season with overflowing foot traffic.

Looking out, the sea of people surged like a tide, and the phone in Kitakami Yoru's bag rang.

He thought it was Fujiwara Chika's reply, but it wasn't.

"Kitagawa Marin, why is she messaging me for no reason?"

Kitakami Yoru entered LINE, looked down at Gabriel, and took her small hand by the way.

"Are you there?"

Kitagawa Marin asked.

"If nothing goes wrong, I should be here for the next seventy years; don't even think about borrowing money!"

Kitakami Yoru made a small joke.

"Who's asking to borrow money from you?"

"I'm telling you, I met a netizen playing games, and I made an appointment to meet her; I'm nervous as hell now."

"Next stop, Shibuya Station."

The train announcement sounded at the same time.

The exquisitely dressed Kitagawa Marin was nervous and excited, scraping her exposed white thighs with her nail art, and looked up out of the train window.

"What does you meeting a strange netizen have to do with me?"

Kitakami Yoru's brain clearly hadn't turned the corner.

"Be safe."

Looking up at the road, Kitakami Yoru could type with one hand without any problem.

"You're also my netizen, share it with me."

"The other party is a girl, what safety should I pay attention to?"

Kitagawa Marin, this gal, didn't take it to heart, but she also thanked Kitakami Yoru for his advice.

"What if the other party is a man pretending to be a woman to trick you?"

"You look so beautiful, be careful of being targeted."

While Kitakami Yoru replied, he received a reply from Fujiwara Chika.

His thoughts turned to Fujiwara Chika; he dealt with Kitagawa Marin for a few sentences and cut off the conversation.

Walking to the traffic light, Kitakami Yoru and Gabriel stopped.

Not far across, there was the Hachiko statue.

Foreign tourists were piled up densely, taking turns to go up and take pictures.

The so-called local scenery was not scenery.

Kitakami Yoru had no interest at all; instead, he frowned because there were too many people.

"So many people..."

Gabriel was gnawing on the rice ball she bought on the road.

"Gabriel, how did you contact that person?"

"Using LINE or Instagram?"

Kitakami Yoru looked at Gabriel and asked, while sending a good morning emoji to Fujiwara Chika.

Is she just waking up at this time?

Could it be that she adjusted her sleep time specifically for tonight?

"I have her phone number, but I haven't called it."

Gabriel switched her phone to the other party's phone number.

The traffic light began to change...

After the green light, Kitakami Yoru and Gabriel walked to the vicinity of the Hachiko statue; the places where they could sit were basically occupied by tourists.

The surrounding circle was also mostly tourists, with very few locals, and they would be asked by tourists to help take pictures.

Gabriel looked around at everyone walking here, trying to find the game friend who matched her imagination.

"Three... two... one..."

Because Kitakami Yoru was handsome and appeared here while free, he helped three tourists take photos in a row.

The people on the side looked at him eagerly.

But perhaps because they were embarrassed to trouble Kitakami Yoru too many times, they turned their requests to others.

"When will you have time?"

Fujiwara Chika leaned on the sofa, looking at the message while applying a cleansing mud mask to her face with her fingers.

As one of the little princesses of the Fujiwara family.

Weekend rest time sometimes requires attending various parties and occasions with elders in the family.

Learning vocal music, languages, equestrianism, dancing... and so on.

If Fujiwara Chika was a young lady without any outstanding highlights and was not excellent, how could she become close friends with Shinomiya Kaguya?

"Wait a moment, I'm helping out at my family's flower shop."

Kitakami Yoru turned his head to look around, hesitated, and replied with a guilty conscience.

He was afraid; what if Fujiwara Chika asked him, if he was awake but had no time, what was he doing?

Unable to answer.

It would be better to seal off the path for Fujiwara Chika to ask first.

"Speaking of flowers, should I buy a bouquet for Chika later and coax her that I grew it specifically for her?"

"Tell her I liked her a long time ago, fantasizing that one day..." ===== CHAPTER 404 =====

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