Chapter 59

At the same time, carefully observing the layout of the entrance, she walked in slowly, somewhat nervously.

“This is my first time coming to a boy’s house.”

Aoyama Nanami’s heart was pounding, but she was soon attracted by the layout inside the apartment and prioritized doing the real business.

Walking past the short entrance, Aoyama Nanami came to the living room and checked seriously.

This was a single apartment, suitable for one person, and not large.

Just one glance, and the general situation was clear.

“Living room, bedroom, shower room...”

Aoyama Nanami muttered, walking inside.

Gabril, who was logging into a game on the sofa, noticed someone coming in and turned her head in surprise.

The two just happened to meet each other’s gaze.

“Eh? Someone!?”

Aoyama Nanami, seeing Gabril lying on the sofa with a head of dazzling blonde hair and clear eyes, shouted subconsciously.

She hadn't expected at all that there would be someone in Kitakami Yoru’s house.

In the kitchen, only Kitakami Yoru was habitually talking to himself, handling Sansan’s cat food, and poked his head out when he heard the movement.

He greeted Aoyama Nanami and told her to sit down wherever she liked.

“Hello, I am Gabriel White Tenma.” Gabril greeted.

Aoyama Nanami was slightly stunned before coming back to her senses and walking to Gabril.

“Hello, my name is Aoyama Nanami.”

While responding politely, Aoyama Nanami sized up Gabril.

Natural dazzling blonde hair, cute face, outstanding temperament...

Aoyama Nanami couldn't help but feel a bit inferior.

Such a cute foreign girl actually appeared in Kitakami-san’s house?!

“Sit down, there is juice in the bag on the table.” Gabril picked up the computer, sat properly, and helped Kitakami Yoru, who had no time, entertain the guest.

“Oh, thank you...”

“Ano... may I ask what your relationship with Kitakami-san is?”

Aoyama Nanami nodded and was curious about Gabril’s identity.

Isn't this Kitakami-san’s house?

They looked like they were very familiar with each other.

“I live next door; I’m a neighbor and a friend.” Gabril said faintly.

She was holding the computer, wearing loose clothes, sitting cross-legged on the sofa, with a large area of snow-white skin exposed on her thighs.

Perhaps, if she just stood up, one might be able to get a panoramic view of Gabril’s assets.

“It seems you and Kitakami-san have a very good relationship...” Aoyama Nanami’s face turned very ugly.

“Uh-huh.” Gabril was focused on the game.

“Sigh~”

Aoyama Nanami sighed secretly in her heart.

Just a moment ago, she was still suspecting Kitakami Yoru, thinking he might be like Kanda Sorata said.

Wanting to get on good terms with her and then harbor ulterior motives later.

Now, thinking of her worry and suspicion just now, Aoyama Nanami felt a sense of guilt and was restless.

“Gabril-san is much cuter and prettier than me...”

“And she’s a foreigner...”

“I’m so ordinary, even if Kitakami-san harbored ulterior motives toward me, no...”

“With Gabril here, no matter what, it wouldn't be my turn, right?”

“I even suspected him like that before...”

“I really am...”

If Gabril hadn't been by her side, Aoyama Nanami might have held her head and repented.

She shouldn't have suspected Kitakami-san.

Clearly, he had been helping her all along.

Only then did Aoyama Nanami know how ridiculous her thoughts were.

Also, Gabril is really cute~

Aoyama Nanami, who thought she was very ordinary, suddenly became unconfident.

A while later, Kitakami Yoru finished the cat food and came out to greet her.

He didn't notice Aoyama Nanami’s abnormal performance.

As a voice actor, although she was still working hard to study and take exams, she also needed to possess strong ability to control the scene.

Controlling her expression not to laugh and keeping calm was also the most basic of basic skills.

Finally, Kitakami Yoru took Aoyama Nanami to visit the apartment layout, and she was very satisfied.

When the landlady grandmother came over, she signed the contract in advance.

However, Aoyama Nanami didn't choose to live on the second floor, but on the top floor, the fourth floor.

55: Fortune and Misfortune Depend on Each Other

Monday.

“The progress bar is rising quite fast, thanks to Kato-san.”

Kitakami Yoru was in a good mood walking to the station with Gabril, replying to Kato Megumi’s message.

On Saturday, he helped Aoyama Nanami contact the landlady grandmother.

On Sunday, he went out and hung out with Kato Megumi for most of the day, and his mood was good.

Kitakami Yoru’s mind was elsewhere, so he didn't notice that Gabril beside him was a bit out of it.

Her expression was a bit exhausted; Gabril, who usually cared about her appearance and dressed appropriately, hadn't combed her hair well.

There were split ends at the tips, some hair on the top of her head was sticking up slightly, and she was absent-minded.

Walking to the station, taking the train, and getting off at the station at the end of the commercial street.

“Ha~”

“Kitakami-san, wait for me, I’ll buy a piece of bread.”

Gabril tried her best not to yawn.

“Didn't you eat breakfast?” Kitakami Yoru nodded.

“Yes.”

Sleep-deprived Gabril’s answer was very small.

The two subsequently arrived in front of a bakery, and Kitakami Yoru waited outside.

Gabril didn't waste time, picked the bread she liked at the counter, paid, and went out.

“Isn't that the angel in the class?”

“The one called Gabril?”

A counter in the bakery.

A red-haired girl, with two rings tied back, wearing a Shuchiin uniform, Satania, was hiding in the corner, secretly observing Gabril.

After Gabril left, she took a pineapple bun and went out to pay at the counter.

“Poor angel, you met me, Satania, the greatest devil of the future!”

Satania bought the pineapple bun that looked pretty good and hurriedly chased after her.

As a result, the person was gone.

Satania stomped her feet in annoyance, opened the pineapple bun in her hand, and took a bite.

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After separating from Gabril, Kitakami Yoru entered the classroom from the back door, timing it for morning reading.

He liked to use the back door...

The popular group of his deskmate Miura Yumiko had just disbanded.