Chapter 453

It hurt a little, but it was definitely bearable, not very painful.

"Chika, you're the best to me."

Kitakami Yoru smiled, revealing a row of white teeth, and held one of Fujiwara Chika's small hands.

He didn't make any other moves.

It wouldn't do to just be moving his hands and feet and doing lewd things every time he was with his girlfriend.

"There's only a fifteen-minute break after class, climbing the stairs is very tiring."

Fujiwara Chika complained.

"Chika, shall we eat lunch together at noon?"

Kitakami Yoru brought up the topic.

"I need to go to the student council, you eat by yourself."

Fujiwara Chika considered it and made the difficult choice to refuse.

They chatted for about seven or eight minutes.

When they left, they kissed each other.

On the way back to the classroom, Kitakami Yoru met Aoyama Nanami, who was rushing downstairs, and greeted her.

"Nanami, you're running so fast, what's the rush?"

"Kitakami... Kitakami-kun... it's nothing... no..."

Aoyama Nanami's face was restless and uneasy; she looked around while answering, and it was clear at a glance that something was wrong.

"Nothing?"

"If it's nothing, why walk so fast?"

Kitakami Yoru stopped and stared at Aoyama Nanami without letting go.

"I'm really fine, class is starting soon, I'm leaving."

"Goodbye, Kitakami-kun."

Waving her small hand, Aoyama Nanami ran off without looking back; it seemed she was truly in a hurry.

"This... Nanami isn't listening to me again..."

"I'll follow her and see."

Kitakami Yoru considered it briefly and decided to follow.

With hurried steps, he caught up to Aoyama Nanami, who had run out of the teaching building, and called her name from behind.

Aoyama Nanami, who was in a hurry to get to the infirmary, was forced to slow down and looked back at Kitakami Yoru, who had caught up, with suspicion and uncertainty.

"Kitakami-kun... I'm really fine, you don't need to worry about me..."

"If you don't explain what's wrong, how could I not worry about you?"

While asking back, Kitakami Yoru's gaze swept over Aoyama Nanami from head to toe.

"I... I'm in a hurry... that... it's not convenient to say..."

Aoyama Nanami seemed to know at this moment that she couldn't escape the fate of being pressed by Kitakami Yoru.

"What's not convenient between you and me."

"Nanami, say it, it won't trouble me; if there's something, I'll definitely help you."

Kitakami Yoru said speechlessly.

This Aoyama Nanami really doesn't learn her lesson.

She must be punished properly.

"It's just... *ano*... just... I... I..."

Aoyama Nanami lowered her head, biting her pink, tender lips, her face blushing.

Her crystalline little ears were dyed a faint pink, incredibly exquisite.

"Nanami..."

Kitakami Yoru called Aoyama Nanami's name and reached out to pinch her little ear.

He pinched it gently with force.

Originally, Aoyama Nanami had finally overcome her shame and intended to tell Kitakami Yoru the shameful matter that she was feeling unwell, that her period had come, and that she needed to go to the school infirmary to get a sanitary napkin.

At this moment, Kitakami Yoru had grasped Aoyama Nanami's sensitive dead spot.

Under her school uniform skirt, her soft legs were pressed tightly together, and she looked at Kitakami Yoru with a flushed face, her eyes full of pleading: "Please..."

"Kitakami-kun, let go... of my ear... it's... it's so itchy..."

"You can't, I'll... I'll... I'll be done for..."

The words she spat out already carried a slight tremor.

"Your ears are ticklish?"

Kitakami Yoru asked.

"Yes... *um*..."

Aoyama Nanami nodded reluctantly.

And not just ordinarily ticklish.

If Kitakami Yoru pinched and touched her ears, her pair of crystalline, pink, and cute little ears would be tickled to death...

"Oh, so your ears are ticklish, Nanami..."

Kitakami Yoru showed an expression of sudden realization; not only did he not let go, but he intensified his mischief.

"*Ang*! Ah... so itchy... so itchy..."

Aoyama Nanami couldn't hold back, and without any ability to resist, she let out cute hums one after another.

Too... that pair of little ears was just too itchy...

"Absolutely... absolutely not..."

If they were at home, or in a space with no one else, Aoyama Nanami would have simply chosen not to resist and just enjoy it.

As long as Kitakami Yoru didn't find out, it wouldn't be a problem.

But they were right inside Xiuzhiyuan, in front of the teaching building.

Aoyama Nanami, who was strong-willed and had a strong sense of self-esteem, couldn't possibly allow such a thing to happen.

Her small hand mobilized the last trace of strength she had, grabbing Kitakami Yoru's hand, her expression trying hard to endure, and a drop of tear slid from the corner of her eye.

"Please... please... let go..."

Kitakami Yoru was startled by the standoff; Aoyama Nanami was just too ticklish.

Are ears really that ticklish?

"This... this expression... is just too ecstatic... but super cute!"

"I... I'm going to the school infirmary..."

"I... I'm on that... I didn't bring a sanitary napkin."

The experience just now had far exceeded the shame of saying this, and Aoyama Nanami said it without too much difficulty.

"Ah... ah..."

Kitakami Yoru was stunned on the spot.

The next second, the bell for class rang.

Aoyama Nanami looked at Kitakami Yoru with eyes full of resentment, turned around, and ran away hurriedly.

"I said... *cough, cough*... I'll go apologize tonight."

Kitakami Yoru coughed twice in embarrassment; as long as she was fine, as long as she was fine.

He hoped that when he apologized tonight, he wouldn't discover any of Aoyama Nanami's little secrets.

For example, secretly fantasizing about someone, or something like that...

Lunch break.

Eating lunch with Kato Megumi.

"Did Kitakami-kun have a pleasant weekend?"

Kato Megumi, who viewed this as a place shared with Kitakami Yoru where no third person was allowed to step, held her lunch box and asked with narrowed eyes.

"Yes, Megumi, I happened to be free last weekend."

Kitakami Yoru said.

"And then?"