Chapter 440

Regarding Kitakami Yoru's question, Yuigahama Yui thought seriously for a few seconds before answering.

There was no need to hide such things.

"Ah, so that's how it is..."

Within reason, but unexpected, Kitakami Yoru said in slight astonishment.

Internally, however, thoughts arose, and he couldn't suppress the gossiping mutter:

"Hayama Hayato looks quite normal, soccer club, his body should be fine..."

"Does he have a virginity complex? A gal like Miura Yumiko might have lost it in middle school..."

"Hmm, maybe that's it, otherwise Hayama Hayato has another possibility, he's a die-hard romantic."

"Kitakami-kun, what are you thinking about?"

Yuigahama Yui stood up and asked.

"Thinking about Ebina-san's matter, I can help her once, but I can't help her every time."

"The love history of your two friends is really strange."

Kitakami Yoru looked up in confusion and answered.

He didn't know why Yuigahama Yui stood up.

"I'll charge my phone for a while, it's out of power, call me down when it's time to eat."

Yuigahama Yui waved her phone.

"Don't worry."

Kitakami Yoru nodded in agreement and looked at the content of the message Fujiwara Chika replied with.

"Tomorrow is Monday, don't you go to sleep early."

Only this sentence, simple and clear.

"She's not angry at me... no no... shy, right..."

"I was just talking, I didn't force Chika to drink that..."

Kitakami Yoru tried hard to figure out his girlfriend's little thoughts and leaned back on the sofa in a relaxed state.

In a state of complete relaxation, he keenly felt that there seemed to be a foreign object pressed under his butt.

Mother and daughter living alone, some private items in the house accidentally left around and not cleaned up in time, it's understandable, right?

70: Original flavor flesh-colored stockings.

Just as Kitakami Yoru sat down and felt something was wrong.

Yuigahama Koho finished processing the sukiyaki ingredients and appeared at the kitchen door, intending to call the two to eat.

She saw Kitakami Yoru, but didn't see Yuigahama Yui.

"Where's Yui?"

Muttering, Yuigahama Koho chose to come out to look for her daughter's figure and walked toward Kitakami Yoru.

Kitakami Yoru also saw Yuigahama Koho, didn't pay attention, and reached behind his back to touch the sofa cushion.

"Kitakami-kun, where did Yui go?"

Yuigahama Koho walked up to Kitakami Yoru and asked him.

"Yui... ah phew... it's Yuigahama-san, her phone is out of power, she went upstairs to charge it."

Looking up at Yuigahama Koho, Kitakami Yoru's hand also grabbed the foreign object.

The touch on his hand was slippery, very silky, soft and fluffy...

"Got it..."

"What is this..."

A thought of inquiry flashed through his mind, Kitakami Yoru took the thing out and held it in front of his eyes...

His pupils aligned, letting him see clearly the item he was holding.

Flesh-colored...

Familiar, but he couldn't remember what this was for a moment...

Original flavor flesh-colored stockings, worn and unwashed, rolled into a ball and pulled out from under his butt, so Kitakami Yoru didn't recognize them immediately.

Staring for a while, Kitakami Yoru noticed Yuigahama Koho's surprised eyes, which had been looking at him since just now.

So he subconsciously looked up and looked back.

Their eyes met.

"Sister, what's wrong?"

Looking at the beautiful woman's strange expression and questioning eyes, Kitakami Yoru was confused.

His gaze shifted immediately, falling on the original flavor flesh-colored stockings in his hand.

Finally, the name of the item surfaced in Kitakami Yoru's heart.

"Kitakami-kun, sorry..."

"Because there's only Yui and me at home, basically no guests come, and you came quite coincidentally..."

Yuigahama Koho endured the shyness she hadn't felt for many years, and suddenly reached out to grab her original flavor flesh-colored stockings.

"These aren't the ones I wore the day before yesterday, I changed them and intended to wash them, but I looked all over the bathroom and room yesterday and couldn't find them."

"They were lost here, will they be very smelly..."

Secretly worried, Yuigahama Koho successfully grabbed the original flavor flesh-colored stockings in Kitakami Yoru's hand, pulled hard, and wanted to snatch them back.

The sudden action frightened Kitakami Yoru, who reacted instinctively and held on tightly, refusing to let go.

The first time didn't succeed, Yuigahama Koho pulled the second time even harder.

As a result, the stockings made a creaking sound...

Still couldn't snatch them back from Kitakami Yoru's hand, he was holding them too tightly.

"Kitakami-kun... you..."

Yuigahama Koho was anxious, staring at Kitakami Yoru with wide beautiful eyes, but had absolutely no idea how to speak...

Lost, or rather, originally taken off while sitting on the sofa, but the original flavor flesh-colored stockings forgotten were held in Kitakami Yoru's hand...

Simply... this beautiful woman old enough to be Kitakami Yoru's mother, whose daughter was Kitakami Yoru's classmate, Yuigahama Koho, felt her face was completely gone.

Face lost...

"Ah... ha..."

"It wasn't me..."

"No... Sister, listen to my explanation..."

Kitakami Yoru was also a bit panicked.

He used to be a disgusting fat otaku, framed by Kasumigaoka Utaha as a criminal who stole stockings and panties.

He was very sensitive to similar events.

"Return... return them to Auntie quickly..."

Yuigahama Koho made eye contact with Kitakami Yoru, and her attention returned to her original flavor flesh-colored stockings, once again trying to snatch them back with force.

She didn't even call herself Sister, which showed how intense her inner emotional fluctuations were.

Kitakami Yoru held on for dear life.

This kind of high-end stockings, the material and workmanship elasticity were very good, generally speaking, it was impossible to tear them easily.

Most of the part was held in the hands of the villain Kitakami Yoru, and Yuigahama Koho could only grab a small part as a point of force.

She tried to pull twice, and the silky stockings easily slipped out of her hand.

"Sister, listen to my explanation, I didn't steal these."

"They... they were under the sofa, I felt something, and pulled them out."

Kitakami Yoru came back to his senses, stood up while calming himself down, and explained anxiously while holding the original flavor flesh-colored stockings.

Explaining, but not returning them...

"I know, I know, they disappeared yesterday, you return them to Sister first..."

Yuigahama Koho's usually mature and gentle face formed a beautiful picture because of her complex emotions.

On her mature and charming face, the seductive expression composed of various complex emotions and thoughts instantly made Kitakami Yoru's evil fire flare up...

Too foul...!

"How could she show such an expression, just imagining it... hiss..."

Kitakami Yoru was stunned.