Chapter 70

"Deng deng deng--"

The sound of his massive weight walking down the steps was particularly obvious in the wind and rain.

Eriri, who was shivering from the cold, huddled in the corner of the first floor, hugging her school bag, wearing only a thin school uniform skirt, heard the footsteps.

"Is there anyone else?"

Eriri looked up with a surprised expression, looking toward the stairs.

She didn't bring an umbrella.

She also thought that this rain wouldn't be very heavy and wouldn't last very long.

As a result, in order to finish that painting, she was less than ten minutes late, and just as she reached downstairs, the rainstorm poured down from the sky instantly.

Eriri could only helplessly hide back, shrinking in the corner to keep warm.

The footsteps got closer and closer.

Eriri also stood up with effort, her little hands constantly rubbing her fair and tender arms to keep warm.

This rain was too heavy, so heavy that the outside was a vast expanse of rain mist, with visibility of less than three meters.

Even her phone had no signal.

This rain was so heavy, it would be normal for it to rain until tomorrow morning.

Eriri was worried that she wouldn't even be able to last an hour before freezing to death.

When the desperate Eriri thought she was going to be trapped here, she finally ushered in hope.

She moved her feet, came to the bottom of the stairs, and poked her head out.

Kitakami Yoru, who was walking down with an umbrella in one hand and holding the wall with the other, almost slipped because of the head poking out from the blind spot.

"Sawa... mura...!?"

Kitakami Yoru stood firm in time and called out Eriri's name from above.

Eriri was equally surprised, blinked her beautiful big eyes, and flashed past in a panic.

"It's actually him?"

"No... how could it be him?"

Eriri leaned against the wall, her petite figure started to tremble; she didn't know if it was because of shock or fear, and her expression was a bit strange.

Who knows what she was thinking in her heart?

Kitakami Yoru walked down afterward, holding the umbrella in front of him, and turned to look at Eriri.

At this time, Eriri was leaning against the wall, her cute face had no blood, and her delicate lips were pale from the cold.

Kitakami Yoru was slightly stunned, looked at Eriri, then looked at the umbrella in his hand, and thought silently in his heart.

"Oh, so Sawamura-san doesn't have an umbrella~"

"You... what are you looking at?"

Eriri asked with trembling lips; Kitakami Yoru's actions just now hadn't concealed anything at all.

After speaking, Eriri's gaze moved involuntarily to Kitakami Yoru's umbrella.

She wanted to leave with Kitakami Yoru, but...

Eriri looked up at Kitakami Yoru, this disgusting dead fatty in her eyes...

Suddenly, Eriri's heart skipped a beat.

Looking at Kitakami Yoru from her angle, she was surprised to find that the current Kitakami Yoru looked like the dead fatty in the nightmare she had before.

It was exactly the same, except his hair was a bit shorter!

"Gulp..."

Eriri immediately swallowed a mouthful of saliva in fear and shrank her body.

Why hasn't he left yet?

There are only two of us here; he wouldn't be thinking of...

No, maybe I can share an umbrella with him and leave.

The thoughts in Eriri's mind were jumping here and there.

Kitakami Yoru, on the other hand, unhurriedly moved his gaze away from the golden treasure chest on Eriri's head and shook his umbrella.

This loli, who usually looked at him with her nostrils when she saw him, although she looked very cute, Kitakami Yoru didn't have any good feelings for her at all.

"He hasn't left yet?"

"Should I share an umbrella with him and leave?"

Eriri saw that Kitakami Yoru hadn't left yet, and happily associated this point.

But at that moment, she hesitated again.

If the person sharing the umbrella was a girl, or an ordinary boy, it would be fine.

But it just happened to be Kitakami Yoru, this dead fatty.

Kitakami Yoru didn't know Eriri's thoughts; if he had known, he would probably have scolded Eriri to death.

While fantasizing about sharing an umbrella with him to leave, she still looked down on him for being a dead fatty.

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However...

Kitakami Yoru had never thought of helping Eriri from beginning to end.

Staying on the first floor, waiting for a while, seeing that there was still no possibility of the rain getting smaller.

And it was getting colder and colder.

Kitakami Yoru held his umbrella and planned to go home at the cost of getting a little wet.

His movement was a shock to Eriri.

"Eh?"

Eriri had originally thought that Kitakami Yoru stopping here meant he had the idea of helping her.

As a result, Kitakami Yoru just left.

"Hey, wait, wait!"

Eriri was stunned; after reacting, she chased after him in an instant.

But she was forced back by the rainstorm.

Raindrops the size of broad beans could make her feel a trace of pain when they hit her body.

"What?"

Kitakami Yoru frowned and stopped in the rain, turning back.

Eriri wouldn't be thinking of sharing an umbrella with me?

Let me give her a hand?

No way!

Kitakami Yoru muttered to himself.

"That... that..."

"Can you give me a ride?"

Eriri hesitated, speaking in a stutter.

Clearly she was asking someone for help, but she was as embarrassed as if she were confessing.

"Give you a ride?"

Kitakami Yoru didn't hear it very clearly, but he could guess Eriri's meaning.

"Uh."

Eriri looked at the dead fatty in front of her and nodded hard.

She thought that since she had asked Kitakami Yoru like this, Kitakami Yoru shouldn't refuse her, but instead would be happy to do so, right?

"If only it were someone else."

Eriri sighed in her heart again; until now, she was still conflicted and disgusted that Kitakami Yoru was a dead fatty.

"No."

Kitakami Yoru shook his head and refused decisively.

However, after speaking, he didn't leave immediately, but stayed in place, wanting to see the reaction of this arrogant loli.

A strong wind came aggressively, tilting the umbrella.

Raindrops fell crazily from the sky, hitting the surface of the umbrella and making a sound.