Chapter 444

The daughter's classmate completely killed this actor who was bright and beautiful on TV and even had makeup and styling.

"Cough cough..."

"I'm really something, actually feeling dazed and shy because of Kitakami-kun's smile, how old am I..."

"The daughter is still Kitakami-kun's classmate..."

Going upstairs to get the keys, the few short steps, Yuigahama Koho's thoughts were all on Kitakami Yoru.

Even...

Recalling Kitakami Yoru calling her Sister, her body went soft, sour, and a strange feeling spread from the bottom of her heart...

Yuigahama Yui saw Kitakami Yoru to the door, waving her hand shyly and reluctantly.

"Goodbye."

Kitakami Yoru waved back twice and waited by the car.

Two minutes later.

Yuigahama Koho, who had washed her face, came back with the car keys and pressed unlock.

"Go in, it's a bit cool at night."

Yuigahama Koho, wearing thin, tight-fitting clothes that perfectly reflected her figure, looked at Kitakami Yoru's face in the light of the house and said.

"Why don't you take me to the station, Sister, Yuigahama-san's leg is injured, you should go back early to keep her company?"

Kitakami Yoru said politely.

Going home, it didn't matter.

He temporarily, temporarily didn't have the guts to invite Yuigahama Koho upstairs to sit for a while.

No...

It was to sit.

"Are you disgusted with Sister?"

Yuigahama Koho opened the car door, her thinking active, and said this to Kitakami Yoru by a stroke of luck.

As soon as the words fell, she realized she almost covered her small mouth with her hand.

She was already starting to regret it...

"No, Sister is so young and beautiful. Standing with Yuigahama-san, others will only treat you as real sisters."

Kitakami Yoru casually opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat.

"Heh..."

"Hehe... hum hum... hehe..."

Yuigahama Koho first laughed lightly, and finally, maybe she figured it out, her charming face smiled like a flower.

The atmosphere was inexplicably subtle...

Maybe...

It was Kitakami Yoru who felt wrong.

"Gulp, it should be my illusion..."

Swallowing, Kitakami Yoru calmed down and buckled his seatbelt.

"I'm already an old auntie, before I asked Kitakami-kun not to call me Auntie."

"It was a joke, who knew you would actually call me Sister, so shy."

"Is it true that standing with Yui is like real sisters..."

Yuigahama Koho seemed to especially like being praised for being young.

Also maybe, only Kitakami Yoru's praise could have such a reaction.

But no matter how she listened, it was strange, a pair of biological mother and daughter flowers with blood relations, calling each other sisters, too strange...

"It must be true, the first time I saw Sister, I recognized her wrong directly."

Kitakami Yoru tilted his head, looking at Yuigahama Koho.

"Kitakami-kun speaks so sweetly, and is so handsome, you must have deceived many girls at school, right?"

Yuigahama Koho sat in the driver's seat and inserted the key into the hole.

Maybe it was because Yuigahama Yui wasn't by her side, she felt relaxed getting along with Kitakami Yoru, and had the mood to joke.

"Uh... not really, Sister doesn't know, I was very fat, very fat, very fat half a year ago."

"Basically, no one at school liked me."

Kitakami Yoru closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and a look of recollection appeared on his face.

"Eh, really?"

Yuigahama Koho, who was about to start the car, had a look of curiosity and surprise flash in her beautiful eyes as she turned to look.

"Of course, Sister, if you ask Yuigahama-san, you'll know, I used to be as fat as a pig."

"And I was often bullied... no... I've been bullied since I was a child..."

The look of recollection on his face was even stronger, Kitakami Yoru's nose felt sour, and he wanted to shed tears as if touched by the scene...

Yuigahama Koho didn't speak, remembering that when she first met Kitakami Yoru, it seemed Kitakami Yoru was slightly fat.

Right... yes...

"I went to the restroom at that time, fell, and sat on Kitakami-kun's abdomen..."

"Mm... this is too..."

The matter of taking Kitakami Yoru home was thrown to the back of her mind by Yuigahama Koho for a while.

"I thought Kitakami-kun had been good-looking and popular since he was a child, it turns out he wasn't liked..."

"Nah... now that Kitakami-kun has lost weight, he's no longer the same as before..."

For Kitakami Yoru, who was the same age as her daughter, had a foul appearance that poked Yuigahama Koho's heart, and would call her Sister to make her happy, Yuigahama Koho really couldn't raise any guard.

Seeing that Kitakami Yoru's situation wasn't right, Yuigahama Koho gently touched Kitakami Yoru's hair, stroked it gently, and comforted him softly.

She even pulled Kitakami Yoru into her arms.

"Haven't left yet?"

Yuigahama Yui, who hadn't heard the sound of the car starting, naturally thought something had happened, and got up from the living room hesitantly.

72: Facial cleanser (Milk).

Yuigahama Yui put on her shoes by the way and walked toward where the car was parked at home with the help of the moonlight.

The size of the car wasn't small, Yuigahama Yui could see it clearly, but checking the situation inside the car required walking close.

Inside the car.

Kitakami Yoru's emotions had long since calmed down, and he didn't care about this matter himself.

Unexpectedly, he just sighed slightly, and Yuigahama Koho actually pulled him into her arms and touched his head to comfort him.

"Such a fragrant smell..."

The nervous Kitakami Yoru didn't dare to move, staring with wide eyes straight ahead.

Breathing could already be touched, a pair of perfect white jade plump things.

"Mom, is there something wrong with the car?"

The next moment, Yuigahama Yui's loud voice was transmitted through the thick car window glass.

After the reduction of the car window glass, the sound was much smaller, but in this situation of Yuigahama Koho and Kitakami Yoru, it was like a sudden thunderclap on flat ground.

"Ha... Yui..."

Calling her daughter's name in her mouth, Yuigahama Koho looked back at the back of the car in panic, and pressed Kitakami Yoru's head forward with both hands at the same time.

Came a facial cleanser.

"Mom?"

Yuigahama Yui's phone was held high, aimed at the driver's seat, and she walked over with big strides.

The phone light focused, reflecting in the car window glass.

To be honest, it wasn't very clear, and it was dazzling.

"Yui, is something wrong?"

Yuigahama Koho didn't have time to listen to Yuigahama Yui's words.

The moment the sound rang, she was startled.

"I'm asking you, is the car broken, can't it start."

"I didn't hear the sound of the car starting, I came out to see."