Chapter 452

Her expression was spirited, as she believed Kitakami Yoru had come to find her on purpose.

Just like last Friday, when he followed her to the hospital.

"Come to think of it, my brain must have been acting cheap at the time..."

"I proactively asked this guy Kitakami Yoru if he wanted to go on a date; am I a stupid pig blinded by seaweed?"

While looking at Kitakami Yoru without speaking, Kasumigaoka Utaha thought silently in her heart.

"If you're fine, you can leave, don't disturb me while I eat breakfast."

Kitakami Yoru rolled his eyes at Kasumigaoka Utaha beside him and sat a bit further away.

Simply...

What kind of mental illness is this?

Has her self-righteous habit still not changed?

"I'm telling you, Kitakami Yoru, you're really annoying!"

Kasumigaoka Utaha stood up with her school bag and hummed lightly.

"I could actually make you feel really good; you can come find me at my place tonight."

Kitakami Yoru chewed the food in his mouth, his syllables slurred and unclear.

"You..."

"Do you boys have nothing but lewd and vulgar things in your heads all day?"

"Isn't it disgusting, you pervert who gets excited when someone steps on your vulnerable parts and insults you cheaply?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha's beautiful body paused, and the expression on her pretty face sank.

"You're absolutely right; the other foot shouldn't be idle either, it has to step on your face."

In a bad mood, or rather, thinking about Yuigahama Xianghui, Kitakami Yoru didn't really want to pay attention to Kasumigaoka Utaha at this moment.

Once again, Kasumigaoka Utaha, having been snubbed, felt unhappy in her heart and walked away angrily.

"Eat quickly, it's almost time for morning reading."

"Yeah, the taste is alright."

After finishing his breakfast, Kitakami Yoru entered the classroom from the back door without haste.

Today was an exception; the popular group wasn't gathered together.

Perhaps because Yuigahama Yui was missing?

Putting down his school bag, Kitakami Yoru looked at Miura Yumiko, with whom he had had a conflict yesterday.

"Yui didn't come?"

Miura Yumiko asked with a cold expression and a slightly targeted tone.

"She didn't notify you? Her leg is injured, she should be taking a day off."

Kitakami Yoru put down his school bag and took out his phone to send a message to Fujiwara Chika.

"She didn't say; she might have, but she probably isn't coming."

"You and Hina like this, and then sending Yui home..."

Miura Yumiko's eyes flashed with a strange light.

"It was Ebina-san who asked me to; didn't Yuigahama-san explain clearly?"

"Miura-san, please, could you not stare at me with that man-eating look? I'm quite scared, it's hair-raising..."

Turning his head, Kitakami Yoru met Miura Yumiko's gaze and showed her the goosebumps on his arm.

"*Heh-hum*..."

The blonde gal hummed lightly and ignored Kitakami Yoru: "I'll send Yui another message to ask."

"Hayama Hayato doesn't like Miura Yumiko, so who does he like?"

Kitakami Yoru looked at his phone.

Fujiwara Chika had replied to the message.

"Morning."

"Chika, I miss you so much, I really want to see you; I want to see you after class."

Kitakami Yoru sent the message.

"No, I refuse, disgusting!"

Fujiwara Chika attached a yellow emoji sticking its tongue out.

"Why, are you still angry at me?"

"Are your feet still sore?"

Kitakami Yoru laughed *hehe*.

"You still dare to mention it? Next time I won't help you, it was all a lie."

"If you have something to say, say it quickly, we're in morning reading."

Inside the classroom, Fujiwara Chika pretended to be searching for something in her school bag, but in reality, she was guiltily using her phone to reply to Kitakami Yoru's message.

Morning reading is also class time.

As the student council secretary, leading the way in playing with a phone, isn't that challenging school rules...

A crime compounded!

"Almost forgot, this is class."

"Alright, come find me at the usual spot after class, OK."

Kitakami Yoru looked up at the classroom, quickly edited two messages, and sent them one after another.

"I'll consider it, then go."

Fujiwara Chika replied hurriedly.

Clicking send and confirming the message was successfully delivered, she quickly put her phone away into her school bag.

Then, she put her school bag away.

Lowering her head, she looked at her feet wearing indoor shoes.

This morning, Fujiwara Chika had gone to great pains to pick out a pair of socks.

In fact, she was quite happy and quite fortunate that Kitakami Yoru had such a fetish.

Otherwise...

If Kitakami Yoru proposed to do that... she didn't know if she should refuse...

As for whether she would go, she definitely would.

Ending the conversation with Fujiwara Chika, Kitakami Yoru put away his phone and rested his chin on his hand, bored.

Time flew by.

In the blink of an eye, the first class ended.

The usual spot.

This place held special memories for Kitakami Yoru and three girls.

"Chika, why does it feel like I haven't seen you in a long time."

"I miss you so much."

Kitakami Yoru hugged Fujiwara Chika, who had come to keep the appointment, directly.

"Ah, let go, let go of me, Kitakami-kun."

Fujiwara Chika opposed him with her mouth, and her actions were also struggling and resisting.

But...

Just like a thug's excited punch.

Aren't young couples in the honeymoon phase all like this?

Kitakami Yoru couldn't help it and kissed Fujiwara Chika.

Two minutes later.

Their lips parted.

Fujiwara Chika pinched the soft flesh on Kitakami Yoru's waist, subduing him.

"*Ouch, ouch*... spare me, Chika-onee-san, I won't dare do it again..."

Kitakami Yoru begged for mercy with a pained expression.

"*Hmph*, let you learn a lesson."

Fujiwara Chika could see that Kitakami Yoru's twisted, pained expression was faked, but she still loosened her small hand.