Chapter 407

How could there be such a sudden stimulating confession...

Two people being together, becoming boyfriend and girlfriend, actually also has value.

Generally speaking, it is emotional value.

I like you, you like me, and both sides of our relationship get emotional satisfaction.

But it does not exclude another situation, where independent new-era little fairies let their boyfriends buy this and that, without paying a cent.

Self-righteous...

"Hmm... I don't want it anymore!"

The shy Fujiwara Chika barely came back to her senses, blushing and pushing the flowers she had just taken back to Kitakami Yoru with force.

Too foul.

"Chika, could it be that you're shy?"

Kitakami Yoru saw the girl's reaction and felt a sense of satisfaction welling up from the bottom of his heart.

What could be more refreshing than a single sentence making such an excellent top-tier young lady shy for him?

"Don't want it, don't want it, I'm ignoring you."

The shy Fujiwara Chika raised her other hand to block her beautiful and cute face, shrinking her shoulders and looking at the ground, shaking her head desperately.

"Are you blooming with joy?"

Kitakami Yoru crossed his arms and ignored her calmly.

Just like this, he acted like a rascal, bullying Fujiwara Chika on the street, bullying the ignorant and pure young lady...

After waiting for a long time, Fujiwara Chika didn't see Kitakami Yoru move, so she looked up and said: "Take it away; who wants your flowers, who likes you!"

The sound of her voice had changed from usual.

It was tingling, and it made Kitakami Yoru's heart itch, super itchy!

"Alright, Chika, if you don't want it, I'll just throw it away."

Kitakami Yoru sighed and took the bouquet of flowers sadly.

He acted as if it were real. He turned his head to search for a nearby public trash can.

"Kitakami-san, I hate you..."

Fujiwara Chika was not a fool; how could she not see that Kitakami Yoru was bluffing her again.

She pouted shyly and snatched the bouquet of flowers, holding them tightly in her hand.

It was a posture of "if you dare to throw it, I dare to fight you to the death."

"Can't Chika be more frank?"

Kitakami Yoru laughed.

"There are so many people around; what are you saying?!"

Fujiwara Chika felt that this was really too embarrassing.

Unfortunately, what Kitakami Yoru wanted was this effect.

If he didn't stir up the emotions in Fujiwara Chika's heart, how could it work?

"The more people who hear it, the better."

"What's the harm in passersby knowing I like you?"

Kitakami Yoru was not afraid of boiling water, shrugging his shoulders indifferently.

"Bad guy, hit you."

Hearing this, the ears of Fujiwara Chika, who was burning, gently hit Kitakami Yoru with the flowers in her hand.

Hitting him on the shoulder and chest.

Rather than hitting, it was better to say it was flirting between lovers.

Kitakami Yoru laughed out loud and didn't respond.

"Don't talk nonsense in the future, do you hear me?"

Taking a breath and calming down, Fujiwara Chika took out the majesty of the student council secretary and solemnly warned Kitakami Yoru.

She felt beautiful inside.

If there was no one here, her aunt-like smile would have burst out.

Girl, being reserved and shy is normal.

"Okay, I guarantee to complete the task assigned to me by Master Chika!"

Kitakami Yoru stood up straight and saluted properly.

"Pfft, who is your master, hehe..."

Fujiwara Chika was amused by Kitakami Yoru again...

While laughing, she reached out and pinched Kitakami Yoru's waist in retaliation.

"Alright Chika, let's go."

Kitakami Yoru dodged without a trace; Sakurajima Mai also liked to pinch his waist.

It hurt so much!

"How long have you been waiting for me?"

With a smile on her mouth, Fujiwara Chika followed Kitakami Yoru's pace without much care, walking shoulder to shoulder.

"An hour, maybe."

Kitakami Yoru reported a number by the way.

Counting the time he came with Gabriel, two hours was more than enough.

"So long; you could have told me earlier next time."

"What do you want to buy?"

Fujiwara Chika put the water into her bag and hesitated to cast her gaze toward Kitakami Yoru's palm.

Should she hold it or not?

"Just walk around, and go eat later."

"Is there anything you want to buy? Anything you want to eat?"

Kitakami Yoru reached out and hugged Fujiwara Chika's slender waist and said.

"No, anything is fine."

Fujiwara Chika didn't lack anything; she was very happy just being with Kitakami Yoru.

Walking on the streets of Harajuku, the two walked around, looking here and there.

Walking into a pop-up store of a trendy brand, looking at autumn and winter clothes.

"How about this coat?"

Kitakami Yoru hadn't measured his height for a long time.

Although he had passed his rapid growth period, he was still a few months away from adulthood.

Jumping a centimeter or two was very reasonable.

"I think the gray one looks better."

Fujiwara Chika touched the fabric and looked at the label.

This was a foreign luxury brand.

The income of Japan, this country, was at a medium level among developed countries.

Ordinary people could barely afford it; it wasn't too expensive.

"Let's see; anyway, I'm not in a hurry."

Kitakami Yoru didn't know how handsome and good-looking he was, and his height was sufficient.

He could wear anything; as long as his brain wasn't broken, he wouldn't try women's clothing or eye-stinging outfits.

He had long since exceeded the quota, and he didn't need clothes to add icing on the cake.

Just wear something comfortable.

Kitakami Yoru was not very keen on buying clothes and matching them.

"Well, let's look at this one."

As the future Prime Minister of Japan, Fujiwara Chika had plenty of pocket money.

Buying a little for Kitakami Yoru wouldn't make her feel bad at all.

"Chika, are you going to help me buy it?" ===== CHAPTER 408 =====