Chapter 62

Kitakami Yoru carried his school bag and walked home alone.

“I don't know how much my level has improved~”

Feeling the heavy weight in his hand, Kitakami Yoru left Shuchiin all the way and headed to the station.

On the way, however, he was stopped by Miura Yumiko, who had an expression of having waited for him for a long time.

“Mi... Miura-san...”

Kitakami Yoru swallowed hard, looking at Miura Yumiko in front of him.

It’s over, it’s over.

Miura Yumiko came to find trouble with him.

Usually, Miura Yumiko had a relatively high status among students, at the top of the food chain.

She also appeared strong and domineering.

Kitakami Yoru heard that many boys liked her, but they only dared to watch silently, not even daring to go up and talk to her.

“Finally waited for you, come in with me!”

Miura Yumiko pointed to a remote small alley not far away.

Today, she was wearing leggings...

“Um, sorry, I’m really sorry...” Kitakami Yoru shook his head nervously, starting to apologize.

“I just want to talk to you, what, are you not willing?” Miura Yumiko ordered Kitakami Yoru with an unrefusable tone, glaring at him.

“Clearly you fell yourself...”

Kitakami Yoru looked at Miura Yumiko, muttering in his mouth, very reluctant.

“You?”

“Hey, don't look at me with that disgusting virgin gaze, it’s really disgusting, tch!”

“You still dare to look at me like this?”

“Can you stop looking?!”

Miura Yumiko was like a cat in heat, showing a very disgusted and angry expression.

This Kitakami Yoru, can’t he understand human language?

She told him to stay away from Yuigahama Yui, not to get close to Yuigahama Yui, and he still didn't listen after being warned, right?

Kitakami Yoru lowered his head, clenching his fists in anger.

Clearly, your panties were exposed because you fell yourself; it has nothing to do with me.

I wasn't looking on purpose either, right?

“Come with me!”

Miura Yumiko threw a look and ordered fiercely.

The thoughts of the two were completely mismatched, not on the same channel.

Miura Yumiko wanted to warn this disgusting dead-otaku, Kitakami Yoru, to leave Yuigahama Yui.

Kitakami Yoru was worried that because of what happened that day, Miura Yumiko had come to find trouble with him.

Knowing that the monk can run, but the temple can’t.

Hesitating for a moment, Kitakami Yoru followed Miura Yumiko into the quiet alley in the commercial street.

57: Don't Rush

Miura Yumiko took Kitakami Yoru into an empty alley in the commercial street.

The alley wasn't long; one could see shadows at both ends at a glance.

Miura Yumiko had never worried that she would be in any danger.

Since she was young, due to her family background, she had been well protected.

She had also developed a relatively domineering and strong personality.

“Is this okay? What... what are you doing?”

Kitakami Yoru was brought into the alley, originally thinking that a large group of people would be waiting for him.

As a result, it was just Miura Yumiko alone.

“Didn't I say, just talk to you?!” Miura Yumiko twirled her blonde hair with her slender fingers.

“The key is, that wasn't my fault...”

Kitakami Yoru naturally thought that Miura Yumiko wanted to find trouble with him because of what happened on Monday.

He didn't know that Miura Yumiko just wanted to talk to him simply.

“Still saying it wasn't your fault? Didn't I warn you before?”

Miura Yumiko furrowed her brows; it was as if three black lines flashed on her forehead.

“Where was I wrong? Clearly you were the one being meddlesome!”

Kitakami Yoru gritted his teeth, defending himself in a low voice.

“What?”

Miura Yumiko seemed to be shocked by Kitakami Yoru’s performance.

Usually, he was timid.

“I said, clearly it was your own problem?!”

Kitakami Yoru took a deep breath, looked straight at the beautiful gyaru in front of him, and said loudly.

“Ah? Hehe...”

Miura Yumiko suddenly laughed in anger and looked around.

The next second.

Suddenly stepping out with a pair of long, beautiful legs, she came in front of Kitakami Yoru and grabbed Kitakami Yoru’s school uniform collar, lifting him up.

“And this has what to do with me?”

Miura Yumiko narrowed her beautiful eyes and questioned.

Kitakami Yoru was stunned.

A dead-otaku like him, brought into an alley by a beautiful blonde gyaru, and threatened by her grabbing his collar?

Miura Yumiko saw Kitakami Yoru didn't speak, and pulled his school uniform collar again, making Kitakami Yoru a bit uncomfortable.

At the same time, she leaned her head forward, staring fixedly at Kitakami Yoru’s chubby face.

“Let go of me quickly.”

Kitakami Yoru reacted, reaching out to slap away Miura Yumiko’s hand.

Unexpectedly, he didn't succeed and was pushed against the wall by Miura Yumiko, who was still grabbing his collar.

“You dead-otaku still dare to be arrogant?”

Miura Yumiko was unhappy with Kitakami Yoru’s resistance just now, cursed angrily, and kicked Kitakami Yoru’s calf with her small leather shoe.

Kitakami Yoru subconsciously wanted to dodge.

“If I tell the school that you looked at me with a lewd gaze and intended to do something inappropriate to me, wouldn't you be expelled?”

Miura Yumiko leaned her pretty face close to Kitakami Yoru, spitting out a sentence coldly, her eyes full of disgust.

“Clunk-”

Kitakami Yoru’s spirit and body stiffened, like a faucet being turned off.

Miura Yumiko’s foot also successfully kicked Kitakami Yoru’s calf.

However, girls didn't have much strength, and Kitakami Yoru’s calf was also fleshy, so it didn't hurt.

It was more like being brushed against.

As the words fell, Miura Yumiko let go of Kitakami Yoru’s collar, clapped her hands, and prepared to warn Kitakami Yoru properly.

Let him stay away from Yuigahama Yui.

Miura Yumiko only wanted this; as for accidentally falling and exposing her panties and butt.

Although she was ashamed and unhappy, she had long since resigned herself to bad luck.

But, she shouldn't have used expulsion to threaten Kitakami Yoru.

Kitakami Yoru’s mood had been bad recently, always in a state of tension.

“Miura Yumiko!”

Kitakami Yoru’s reaction was something Miura Yumiko hadn't expected.

His eyes were bloodshot, turning extremely red, and he desperately suppressed the anger in his heart, squeezing Miura Yumiko’s name out of his mouth.