Chapter 66

Kitakami Yoru felt conflicted, yet there was a trace of pleasure.

This strange feeling was simply intoxicating.

"If I could make Kasumigaoka Utaha, Shinomiya Kaguya, and that Eriri who loves to roll her eyes..."

Kitakami Yoru reminisced about just moments ago, when he had gripped the wrist of Miura Yumiko, that beautiful blonde gal, and pressed her against the wall.

The massive difference in their physiques left her unable to break free, leaving her only able to struggle with a panicked and fearful expression.

If it had been the petite Eriri instead...

Perhaps he could make her kneel in apology, with her little butt in the air, to beg for his forgiveness.

It would be best if she added a few barks like a dog.

To the side, Miura Yumiko, having calmed down, stole a glance at Kitakami Yoru with a complex look in her eyes while picking up her small leather shoes.

During the struggle, her little feet had kicked wildly, sending her shoes flying and messing up her socks.

So she sat down right there, took off her black mid-calf cotton socks, revealing a pair of top-grade, fair and tender jade feet, rolled up the socks, put them back on, and stuffed them into her shoes.

Kitakami Yoru shook his head vigorously to cast out the wild thoughts in his mind, took one last look at Miura Yumiko, and left the alley.

Only after his figure disappeared from the mouth of the alley did Miura Yumiko get up from the ground, her expression full of lingering fear.

On the commercial street, at that bookstore that previously displayed the Genshin standee.

Aoyama Nanami was wearing the bookstore's work jacket, working hard to complete her newly found job.

Since she had moved, her job also had to be closer; she couldn't spend a large amount of time commuting.

It was almost time to get off work, but Aoyama Nanami was still working conscientiously, recommending manga to a customer.

Although she didn't understand manga and didn't read it at all, she was in charge of the store's sales and knew what kind of manga different crowds liked to read.

"How about this one? It fits your description perfectly, Kanda-san."

Aoyama Nanami introduced it to the customer, Kanda Sorata.

"Oh, then let me take a look."

Kanda Sorata was very reserved, maintaining a distance between himself and Aoyama Nanami.

He didn't like reading manga at all.

In reality, he had seen Aoyama Nanami working at this bookstore and wanted to come over to talk.

Also, he wanted to hit on Aoyama Nanami and ask if she wanted to go out on a date over the weekend.

He found that he was liking the girl in front of him more and more.

"Ano..."

Kanda Sorata closed the manga absent-mindedly and opened his mouth toward the young girl in front of him.

"Aoyama-san shouldn't have a boyfriend, right?" Kanda Sorata muttered in his heart again.

"Do you not like it? Then let me change it for another one." Aoyama Nanami finished her work earnestly.

After she finished speaking, Kanda Sorata was still hesitating, too nervous to speak.

Aoyama Nanami's phone rang.

"Excuse me, Kanda-san."

Aoyama Nanami apologized quickly and took her phone out from her uniform.

She turned off the alarm.

Today she was moving, and Gabriel and Kitakami Yoru would help her; it was now time to get off work.

"Do you have something to do?" The impulse in Kanda Sorata's heart was dispelled.

"Yes, I'm off work." Aoyama Nanami smiled apologetically.

"Then I'll take this one, sorry for the trouble." Kanda Sorata said embarrassedly.

After paying, Aoyama Nanami changed out of her work clothes and headed straight out of the commercial street toward the station.

When she left, she didn't even say goodbye to Kanda Sorata.

The hesitant and conflicted Kanda Sorata finally decided to chase after her to say what was on his mind.

He was in the soccer club and had participated in the middle school league with decent results, which was why he was able to enter Shuchiin.

"I don't look too bad myself, Aoyama-san should like me, right?"

"Soccer is very popular lately, and there are girls asking for my contact information..."

Kanda Sorata fantasized in his heart while running fast to catch up.

The station.

"Sorry, I'm late, Kitakami-san." Aoyama Nanami said apologetically.

"I just arrived." Kitakami Yoru shook his head.

He had only just come out of the alley, and ripples were still stirring in his heart from time to time.

"Thank you so much for helping me move." Aoyama Nanami smiled.

"You also saved me some utility costs." Kitakami Yoru said indifferently, and the two walked into the station together.

"Aoyama-san, why are you walking with that dead fatty again?"

Kanda Sorata, who arrived late, felt a panic in his heart upon seeing this scene, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

A feeling of discomfort that he couldn't put into words.

The girl he liked was with a disgusting dead fatty.

After a long while, he calmed his mood and comforted himself.

In any case, even if Aoyama Nanami didn't like him, it was impossible for her to fall for a disgusting dead fatty, right?

59: We are friends

Aoyama Nanami's home.

"Thank you, Kitakami-san, I will pay you for the fare."

Aoyama Nanami and Kitakami Yoru walked out of an old apartment one after the other, holding a huge cardboard box in their hands.

Inside were all the items Aoyama Nanami had packed in advance.

As for Gabriel, she was too small and completely useless here, so she stayed in the apartment.

"Don't you find it heavy?"

Kitakami Yoru walked behind and asked casually.

"Actually, it's alright, maybe I've built up some strength." Aoyama Nanami smiled.

"Oh, then what is this black piece of equipment?" Kitakami Yoru looked for a topic, otherwise it would be too boring.

"This? It's equipment for me to practice voice acting; it can correct and prompt my tone." Aoyama Nanami explained.

"Voice acting?" Kitakami Yoru felt a trace of curiosity.

"I'm working hard to get my voice acting qualification; I'm currently still attending a voice acting school." Aoyama Nanami replied.

"That's really hard work, coming all the way from Kansai." Kitakami Yoru responded casually.

"Eh?"

Aoyama Nanami stopped in her tracks, turned back in great surprise, her expression a bit shy and strange.

"That, my accent is very heavy, right?" Aoyama Nanami seemed very concerned about this point.

"It's alright, just a little bit." Kitakami Yoru freed a finger and made a gesture that would anger a Korean man.

"Phew~" The young girl breathed a sigh of relief.

Carrying two large boxes, they took a car back to the apartment.

On the fourth floor, Gabriel was helping Aoyama Nanami sort out the things in the boxes.

After finishing quickly, she picked up her laptop and played games again.

Aoyama Nanami and Kitakami Yoru left again and came back after the second trip.

It was already dark, and they finally got it done.

"Thank you, Kitakami-san."

Aoyama Nanami thanked him sincerely; she had received so much help.

She had even doubted Kitakami Yoru before, which was really wrong; she felt very guilty and wanted to do something for Kitakami Yoru to make up for it.

However, Kitakami Yoru didn't have anything he needed her help with.

"I'm leaving."

Kitakami Yoru waved his hand and left the fourth floor.