Chapter 416

"Hmm, talk about the rest when we go back."

Kitakami Yoru knows how to adjust tightness; he can't push Fujiwara Chika too hard.

Ending this shy conversation, Fujiwara Chika completely relaxed and started to look forward to and worry.

"Going back to Kitakami-san's house later..."

"He... he shouldn't be the kind of person who would do that to me, right?"

"But, but I always feel sorry for him, because of my reason, underground dating or something..."

After an hour and a half of train ride.

Transferred twice, returned to the station near Kitakami Yoru's apartment.

After getting off the train, walking on the way back to the apartment, Fujiwara Chika's palms were sweating nervously.

Hands were sweating, not to mention the stuffy feet.

"Hu, it's so cold at night..."

"Chika, are your feet still sore?"

To pave the way for what followed, Kitakami Yoru decided to confess his preferences.

Anyway, it can't be hidden.

"Not sore anymore..."

Fujiwara Chika, who thought Kitakami Yoru was normally concerned, squeezed out a smile.

"Are you afraid of me?"

Kitakami Yoru observed Fujiwara Chika's expression when answering, and then added:

"It's fine if it's not sore; no time tomorrow, right?"

"Hmm hmm."

Fujiwara Chika nodded like a child.

"Rest well tomorrow."

Seeing the apartment from afar, Kitakami Yoru took Fujiwara Chika's tender small hand and continued: "Chika, how about we play a game of exchanging secrets?"

"I'll say one of my secrets first, then you need to say a secret similar to this; choosing not to say requires accepting a certain punishment?"

Sometimes, girls have thin skin and need steps to come down.

"Exchange secrets? Then you say first."

Temporarily letting Kitakami Yoru arouse her curiosity, Fujiwara Chika replied.

"Hehe, actually I..." Kitakami Yoru smiled shyly.

60: Smelly taste

"Then I'll say it, Chika?"

Kitakami Yoru confirmed Fujiwara Chika's opinion again.

"Say it, say it."

Fujiwara Chika urged, and came to the apartment building with Kitakami Yoru.

"Actually..." Kitakami Yoru smiled shyly.

"I quite like that..."

"It's just the places on girls that are a bit dirty; you understand, Chika?"

Kitakami Yoru held Fujiwara Chika's hand tightly.

"Dirty?"

Stopped walking, Fujiwara Chika looked at Kitakami Yoru hesitantly under the dim stair light.

What does it mean? The innocent girl didn't understand at all.

"It doesn't matter, now you know!"

Kitakami Yoru suddenly smiled evilly, princess-carried Fujiwara Chika, and ran up the stairs quickly.

The poor girl who was about to be poisoned screamed in the stairwell.

In a hurry, afraid that Fujiwara Chika would run away, Kitakami Yoru took out the key, twisted it, and flashed in with Fujiwara Chika in his arms.

Kicked the apartment door shut with his foot.

"Kitakami-san, what are you trying to do?"

"Let me go quickly, otherwise I definitely won't pay attention to you; that kind of thing is absolutely not allowed!"

When Fujiwara Chika was personally sent home by Kitakami Yoru, it was already near midnight.

"Chika, at this time, the trains have stopped running; can't I go back?"

A few hundred meters away from the young lady's mansion, Kitakami Yoru stretched out his finger and poked Fujiwara Chika.

"You're bad; it's best if you have no home to go back to and spend the night?"

Fujiwara Chika rolled her eyes at Kitakami Yoru directly.

Her own boyfriend, the person she likes, the person she loves deeply...

Turns out...

He is a pervert.

"I hate you to death, hum..."

Walking and walking, a wet and slippery feeling came from her exquisite shoes, making Fujiwara Chika very uncomfortable and strange.

"Are your feet sore?"

Kitakami Yoru acted as if he didn't hear it and continued to care about Fujiwara Chika.

"Sore or not, what does it have to do with you?"

"Perverted, low-class Kitakami-san, apologize to me!"

Fujiwara Chika scolded shamefully.

"I apologize, I apologize, Chika-chan, I like you too much, so I was like that..."

"I beg you, don't be angry with me, mwah..."

Kitakami Yoru, who was refreshed and had his mouth full, laughed and went to kiss Fujiwara Chika's face.

But was dodged by her with a disgusted expression and disgusting eyes.

Her feet were very dirty...

And now he still comes to kiss her, jerk!

"Fine..."

"Chika, good night."

Fujiwara Chika's house was right in front, so Kitakami Yoru didn't plan to send her to the door.

"Good night, don't do this again next time."

"Do you know?"

Using the tone of an older sister, Fujiwara Chika said to Kitakami Yoru while taking out the key.

Nodded, reached out and signaled Kitakami Yoru to lean over.

Kissed him, then immediately ran away shyly.

Closed the door cleanly, and Fujiwara Chika's figure disappeared from Kitakami Yoru's eyes.

So what?

"Hu... fortunately..."

"Kitakami-san actually likes girls' feet? What kind of strange hobby is this?"

"Fortunately, fortunately..."

After standing in the entrance for a while, Fujiwara Chika dared to secretly poke her head out from the window and look outside.

The ground where Kitakami Yoru originally stood was empty; Fujiwara Chika breathed a sigh of relief and was even a bit lucky.

Shyly patted her face, the girl's bare feet subconsciously buckled the soles of her shoes.

That layer of thin white silk stockings had long been too dirty to continue wearing...

The shoes were also dirty; no way, Fujiwara Chika couldn't walk back barefoot.

Bedroom.