Chapter 75

"You..."

Eriri came back to her senses, looked at Kitakami Yoru in a panic, and then looked at the girls beside her.

She didn't know how to let others know that she had borrowed an umbrella from Kitakami Yoru.

Borrowing an umbrella from a dead fatty, that was too embarrassing, right?

Eriri, who had always strived to maintain a cold and perfect image at school, even if Aki Tomoya, whom she liked, talked to her, she didn't like it, let alone a notorious dead fatty!

After Kitakami Yoru finished speaking, he didn't open his mouth again, bit his lip, and stared fixedly at Eriri.

"What are you in such a hurry for? Isn't it just an umbrella? Leave first..."

Eriri pretended to be relaxed and indifferent, waved her hand at Kitakami Yoru with disgust, just like driving away a fly.

She didn't know that Kitakami Yoru wasn't here to get the umbrella.

She just wanted Kitakami Yoru to leave quickly.

"Isn't it just an umbrella?!"

Kitakami Yoru's lungs were about to explode, the bloodshot eyes in his eyes burst, and his eyes were bloodshot and extremely red.

Because of this missing umbrella, he had suffered so much pain, and now his body was still running a fever!

It was terribly uncomfortable!

"Are you in such a hurry?"

Eriri puffed out her little chest, continued speaking, and looked at her school bag.

She had brought both the umbrella and the money.

It was just that, in front of the whole class, handing money to this dead fatty in front of her, Eriri really couldn't do it.

She just couldn't do it...

"Do you know how I got home when I didn't have an umbrella?"

Kitakami Yoru couldn't control himself in his anger and was about to reach out to grab Eriri.

Eriri, whose nerves were stretched like a line, dodged quickly and stood up.

The movement here was very large, attracting everyone in Eriri's class.

"Strange, what happened?"

"Isn't that the dead fatty from the next class?"

"Why did he pull his hand back?"

"Is he harassing Eriri-san?"

Discussions came from all over the classroom.

Kitakami Yoru noticed the countless gazes cast on him and pulled his hand back.

There were too many people!

"Eriri-san, why is he pestering you, and what's going on with the umbrella?"

One of the girls chatting with Eriri asked curiously.

"No..."

"It's nothing, it's just an umbrella..."

Eriri secretly groaned in her heart; why hadn't this dead fatty left yet? What on earth was he doing?

However, on the surface, she disguised it very well, and no one saw it.

Everyone also automatically ignored the umbrella.

Kitakami Yoru stood at the window, forcing himself to calm down.

He could feel his blood pressure soaring now, and his heart was about to crash through his chest.

There were too many people; he would intercept Eriri after school when there were fewer people.

Eriri saw that the students all showed unfriendly gazes toward Kitakami Yoru, her courage instantly grew, and she was afraid that the students would misunderstand that she had a relationship with Kitakami Yoru.

So she put on a stinky face and opened her mouth with contempt: "Hey, hurry up and get away, don't get close to me, so disgusting!"

Among them, there was also a bit of sincerity.

"Although I didn't come back, didn't the rain turn into a light rain, or even a drizzle later?"

"Is it necessary to be like this?"

Eriri muttered secretly again, and even blamed Kitakami Yoru for coming to find her.

She was afraid of losing face because of this.

"Hey, I said what do you want to do?"

"Are you trying to sexually harass me? If you don't leave, I'll tell the teacher..."

"Stay away from Eriri!"

Several girls chatting with Eriri also spoke up one after another to help Eriri drive Kitakami Yoru away.

The boys in the classroom also looked at this place with unkind gazes.

Kitakami Yoru clenched his fists, planning to intercept Eriri in the afternoon, so he glanced at her implicitly for the last time and walked away.

"Eriri, how could you have a relationship with this disgusting dead fatty?"

"I don't have any relationship with him, just a dead fatty, it's disgusting to see him~"

Just a few steps away, Kitakami Yoru heard Eriri's contempt for him again.

This time he held the evidence in his hand, so he couldn't let Eriri go; even if it caused a scene, he was in the right.

The culprit who caused his current situation was Eriri!

She deceived him, didn't repent at all, and instead continued to call him a disgusting dead fatty...

In a fit of rage, Kitakami Yoru entered the classroom through the back door.

As usual, he put down his school bag.

Miura Yumiko glanced at him sideways, inexplicably feeling that the aura Kitakami Yoru was emitting was terrifying, even more terrifying than that day in the alley!

All day long, Kitakami Yoru was in a very bad mood, coughing and having a stuffy nose from time to time; when he stood up, his head would spin, and he hadn't attended class properly at all.

After class, he slumped on the desk and didn't go anywhere.

He waited until school was over in the afternoon, and he was the first to rush out of the classroom through the back door to find Eriri.

"Where is she?"

There was only a wall between the classrooms, and after Kitakami Yoru came out, he saw that the door to Eriri's class was locked, and no one was there.

"Is it PE class?"

After being stunned for a few seconds, Kitakami Yoru thought of PE class.

He hurriedly carried his school bag and rushed downstairs.

He felt anxious and uneasy, thinking he wouldn't make it in time.

"What?"

Kitakami Yoru ran down from the teaching building; the first thing was to go to the club building.

If Eriri went to the club, he could intercept her.

He came very early, came very quickly, and also knew where the Art Club was.

He had seen it when he was looking for cardboard to shelter from the rain.

Rushing all the way.

When he went up to the corner of the stairs on the second floor, Kitakami Yoru held onto the wall, his head felt dizzy, he almost fell, and his breathing wasn't smooth.

"Cough cough... cough cough..."

After coughing violently for a while, Kitakami Yoru touched his hot forehead; it was still a low fever.

Gritting his teeth, he continued up.

He came very early.

The Art Club hadn't even opened its door yet.

Kitakami Yoru stopped on this floor, waiting for Eriri to come over.

A few minutes later.

When Yukinoshita Yukino and Yuigahama Yui came up, they saw Kitakami Yoru leaning on the balcony of this floor, blowing in the wind.

"Kitakami-san." Yuigahama Yui greeted him unexpectedly.

"Ah? It's you guys?" Kitakami Yoru was thinking about other things and was startled.