Chapter 58

"It's this place, I haven't been able to find it."

Aoyama Nanami showed an embarrassed smile while sizing up Kitakami Yoru.

"This place is the apartment I live in."

Kitakami Yoru was a bit surprised at first, then relieved.

Also, the rent was obviously a bit cheaper, so it was normal for many people to want to rent it.

It was just that the vague address left by the landlady grandma was hard to find.

"Ah? Is... is that so?"

Aoyama Nanami's pretty face was very surprised.

"If you want to go, just follow me."

Kitakami Yoru turned his head and said.

Aoyama Nanami immediately pushed the bicycle and followed behind Kitakami Yoru.

She wanted to move to a different house, and only this one met her requirements of being close to school, cheap rent, and quiet.

"Kitakami-kun, how is this apartment?" Aoyama Nanami asked while walking behind.

"Not bad, it's relatively new, cheap, there aren't many tenants, and there are still vacancies," Kitakami Yoru recalled.

The first floor is for parking and mailboxes.

He and Gabriel live on the second floor alone, and on the third and fourth floors and above, there seem to be only two or three tenants; he met one once.

Aoyama Nanami's expression relaxed quite a bit, and she was a bit expectant.

Soon, they saw the apartment Kitakami Yoru lived in from afar.

Aoyama Nanami looked at the apartment door, remembered the help Kitakami Yoru had given her that day, and remembered what Kanda Sorata had said to her.

"I can help you contact the landlady grandma; do you want to come to my place for a sit?"

Downstairs of the apartment building, Kitakami Yoru invited her casually.

Gabriel was in his house, so there was nothing inappropriate about it.

"Eh?"

Aoyama Nanami, whose mind was filled with wild thoughts, paused in her steps.

He might have targeted you.

Thinking about helping you, making you familiar with him, then giving you food, making you get used to it, and then drugging you one day...

He is a thief, a disgusting fat otaku.

Aoyama-san, don't get close to him, it will be dangerous...

What Kanda Sorata said surfaced in Aoyama Nanami's mind one sentence after another.

She couldn't help but start to worry and doubt again.

However, if Aoyama Nanami chose to go in at this time and saw Gabriel, who could kill her in seconds, she would know she had obviously thought too much and should feel even more guilty.

According to her personality, she would definitely have to feel guilty for a while.

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54: I Really Am...

Kitakami Yoru just mentioned it casually and didn't take this matter to heart at all.

However, it had completely messed up Aoyama Nanami's mood behind him.

She was very conflicted and hesitant, not knowing whether she should trust Kitakami Yoru.

"Oh, right, do you need me to help you move?"

Arriving at the second floor, Kitakami Yoru stopped and asked Aoyama Nanami.

"Ah?"

"Move?"

Aoyama Nanami almost couldn't brake and bumped into Kitakami Yoru.

Speaking of which, they met at the supermarket that day.

Kitakami-kun was also very enthusiastic, seeing that she didn't grab the discounted vegetables, he wanted to give her some of his own.

And invited her to his house for a sit, contact the landlady, and even wanted to take the initiative to help her move?

Aoyama Nanami originally didn't feel anything, but because of Kanda Sorata's words, a seed of doubt about Kitakami Yoru's impure motives was planted in her heart.

She hesitated, muttered, and didn't know how to respond?

Should she refuse?

"Actually, I have a small request..."

Seeing that Aoyama Nanami didn't speak, Kitakami Yoru didn't take it to heart and continued to speak to himself.

"A... request?"

"Don't... don't tell me..."

Aoyama Nanami widened her eyes and took a step back, her ponytail swinging behind her.

"The landlady is a grandma; helping her introduce tenants can reduce some utility bills, so..."

Kitakami Yoru looked at Aoyama Nanami's reaction and scratched his hair to explain.

He wasn't wealthy himself and relied on his family for everything.

He tried to save as much as he could.

After he lost a bit more weight, he planned to go out and work part-time to earn money during the summer vacation.

"So that's how it is, no problem, as long as I can help you."

"You don't need to come and help me move specifically..."

Aoyama Nanami showed a hint of embarrassment.

"Alright then, I'll go back and help you contact the landlady grandma; you can wait for her here, or come to my house for a rest."

Kitakami Yoru nodded and walked home.

The door wasn't closed, just left ajar, leaving a crack.

Aoyama Nanami stopped at the corner platform from the second floor to the third floor, leaning on the corridor balcony, looking at the scenery around.

"I'm back."

Kitakami Yoru changed into slippers in the entryway and found that San-san was gone.

"Back?"

Gabriel in the living room immediately got some spirit.

"How is it?"

Kitakami Yoru walked over and saw the game was installing.

Then, he put the bag on the table and took out a bottle of fruit juice and handed it to Gabriel.

"Thank you."

Gabriel took the fruit juice and stared closely at Kitakami Yoru helping her operate the computer.

Soon, everything was done.

Gabriel held the computer expectantly, lying on the sofa, ready to start playing Genshin Impact.

Kitakami Yoru then helped Aoyama Nanami contact the landlady grandma who lived nearby and went to the kitchen.

Outside.

Aoyama Nanami leaned on the railing, her legs a bit sore from standing.

She kept recalling what Kanda Sorata had said to her and the help she had received from Kitakami Yoru.

"Kitakami-kun doesn't look like a bad person either..."

Aoyama Nanami couldn't hold back, and from time to time, she would look toward Kitakami Yoru's house.

Why not go over and take a look?

Just treat it as checking the layout of the apartment in advance!

Using this reason to convince herself, Aoyama Nanami hesitantly came to the apartment door.

The door was ajar.

She leaned on the wall and looked inside.

Then she bit her silver teeth, pulled the door open, and walked in.

Gently taking off her sneakers, Aoyama Nanami stepped on the clean wooden floor with her jade feet in cute white socks, carefully watching the layout in the entryway, and walked in slowly, feeling a bit nervous.