Chapter 41

In her heart, she labeled this classmate Aki Tomoya as not very polite.

"Forget it, let's go." Kitakami Yoru shook his head and threw this matter to the back of his mind.

Because of the cosplay exhibition and the launch event today, Akihabara was crowded with people.

Kitakami Yoru used his large body to protect Kato Megumi, squeezing out a distance of over a hundred meters from where the cosplay exhibition was.

Finally, there were fewer people around, and it wasn't crowded anymore.

"Kitakami-san, wait a moment."

Walking in front to clear the way, Kato Megumi behind him suddenly called out to Kitakami Yoru.

Looking back, Kato Megumi was holding a beige canvas backpack, very plain, covered in footprints, mud, and dust.

"What is this?" Kitakami Yoru looked curiously.

"This is a bag I just picked up, in the crowd..."

As she spoke, Kato Megumi looked back at the crowd behind her, black and heavy like a tide.

As the words fell, Kato Megumi waved at Kitakami Yoru and opened the backpack.

Her gaze entered the backpack.

Kitakami Yoru saw a book, a pencil case, and some sundries.

Kato Megumi curiously took out the so-called book and examined it carefully.

This book had a high-end genuine leather cover, square, very exquisite, thick, and large.

"This seems to be a sketchbook, not a book." Kitakami Yoru said.

"Is it? It looks very high-end." Kato Megumi nodded slightly and opened the sketchbook.

On this page, a long cylindrical object was drawn, like a stick...

At first, the two didn't recognize what was drawn.

Afterwards, Kitakami Yoru reacted first and raised his head with a "swish."

"This is... this is..."

Kato Megumi closed the sketchbook, her gaze meeting Kitakami Yoru's in a panic, feeling at a loss.

The plain expression of the past no longer existed, and her ears were slightly red.

"This was lost here by that doujin author, right?"

Kitakami Yoru thought strangely in his heart, and suddenly goosebumps rose all over his body.

The two maintained this quiet, silent state.

After a while, Kato Megumi put the sketchbook away and placed it in the backpack.

She muttered in a low voice: "How unlucky~"

After muttering, she secretly sized up Kitakami Yoru's reaction.

She was almost embarrassed to death.

"Let's send the sketchbook to the Metropolitan Police Department." Kitakami Yoru chimed in.

"Okay." Kato Megumi handed the backpack in her hand to Kitakami Yoru, avoiding it.

Along the way, the two who had seen things they shouldn't have seen didn't talk about it, keeping their mouths shut.

Until they sent the things to the nearby Metropolitan Police Department.

The law enforcement officers explained that if the owner wasn't found after a one-month time limit, these things would be Kitakami Yoru's.

"Phew~ who knew that what was drawn inside would be that." Kitakami Yoru stood in front of the Metropolitan Police Department gate, looking at the golden treasure chest above Kato Megumi's head.

The progress bar seemed to have risen to 8 percent, 9 percent.

I don't know what it will look like when the treasure chest progress bar is full.

"Don't say it, Kitakami-san." Kato Megumi heard this, paused in her heart, and turned her head away very embarrassedly.

At the same time, she thought secretly in her heart: "How come it's different from the biology book, it's so realistic..."

That thing had been lingering in Kato Megumi's heart.

Kitakami Yoru beside her was a boy, which made her feel a bit restless.

At the station near Akihabara, Kitakami Yoru and Kato Megumi parted ways.

The train home wasn't in the same direction.

Kitakami Yoru came out of the restroom at the station transfer point and came to the platform to wait for the train.

Not far away, several JK girls who seemed to be taking the same train stood together.

"Hey, look over there, is that the disgusting otaku?"

"Huh, it really is? Is he waiting for the train?"

"Should we go over and tease him?"

"I have a good suggestion, let's play rock-paper-scissors to decide the winner, and the loser goes to confess to him, how about that?"

"Ah?"

Among the JK girls, Hayasaka Ai, who had a side ponytail and the most outstanding appearance, a full grade higher than her companions, was startled.

These people beside her were her friends in name only.

Within Xiuzhiyuan, her persona was a cheerful gal who had good relationships with many people.

To maintain this hypocritical relationship, Hayasaka Ai had to go out and play occasionally with a few so-called gal friends.

"This suggestion is good, I'll participate, hehe."

"I'll participate too; just thinking about the reaction this disgusting otaku will have when a beauty suddenly confesses to him makes me want to laugh."

"You say that and I'm starting to look forward to it."

"Hayasaka, are you participating?"

Someone called out to Hayasaka Ai, who was in a daze.

"I... I'll participate..."

Hayasaka Ai's mouth twitched faintly, secretly mocking the bad taste of these fake friends of hers.

Thinking that her first confession might be given to a disgusting otaku like Kitakami Yoru, her eyelids jumped wildly.

Having checked Kitakami Yoru's detailed information and shopping records, Hayasaka Ai could be said to know Kitakami Yoru very well.

Forget it, forget it, it's just a game.

Anyway, I don't really like Kitakami Yoru.

Hayasaka Ai comforted herself in her heart.

Rock, paper, scissors!

The few JK gals were quite excited; anyway, it wasn't real, just playing, just enduring the nausea and saying a sentence.

"Rock!" Hayasaka Ai threw rock.

"Yay, I won."

Hayasaka Ai's mouth twitched, and the gal opposite her jumped up excitedly.

"It's okay, there's still a chance." Hayasaka Ai took a breath and looked at her new opponent.

"Scissors!"

The next second, the expression on the face of a certain side-ponytail blonde gal directly froze.

Her fair, soft little hand maintained the scissors gesture, and a feeling of wanting to cry but having no tears arose spontaneously.

"Speaking of which, Hayasaka is so beautiful, does she have a boyfriend?"

"I don't know, there are many people pursuing her, she doesn't seem to like boys?"

Hayasaka Ai's bad friends, the gals, looked at Hayasaka Ai's back, chatting with evil smiles, and even took out their phones to film.

"Ki... Ki..."

Kitakami Yoru, who was playing with his phone, heard someone calling him.

Turning his head, he recognized it was Hayasaka Ai.

On her cute, beautiful face, the expression was very stiff and a bit distorted.

Kitakami Yoru was stunned because Hayasaka Ai also had a golden treasure chest.

"Phew, hurry up, just say it."

At this moment, Hayasaka Ai gritted her teeth, shouted in her heart, and bent down quickly.

"Kitakami-san, please go out with me!"

The voice wasn't loud, but Kitakami Yoru heard it very clearly.