Chapter 81

Eriri wore loose pajamas, covered by a thin quilt. Her eyes were shut tight, her eyebrows twitching from time to time, until she suddenly opened her eyes and let out a cry.

After opening her eyes, Eriri instinctively hunched over and straightened up, gasping for air in large gulps.

The familiar sight inside the room gradually overlapped.

"Huu..."

"Why did I have a nightmare again~"

Eriri came to her senses, realizing she had had another nightmare, and reached out to wipe the cold sweat from her forehead.

If you do no evil, you fear no ghost knocking at your door.

"It's not dawn yet..."

Eriri looked out toward the balcony; it was still pitch black.

She sat quietly for a while, and her body temperature began to drop rapidly.

The large amount of cold sweat from the nightmare had been absorbed by her high-end silk pajamas, which clung tightly to her tender skin, bringing a sensation of coldness and stickiness.

Flipping back the quilt, Eriri put on her slippers. Seeing it was only 4:30 in the morning, she decided to take a shower.

Inside the shower stall.

Stark naked, Eriri stood before the mirror, washing her fair and delicate body, and pinched her own cute cheeks.

I wonder who will get the benefit of this in the future...

Such a cute little loli.

After showering, a refreshed Eriri returned to her bed to catch up on sleep.

Two hours later, she went to school as usual.

Kitakami Yoru had not been to school for over a month and a half.

Since that morning, Eriri had not seen Kitakami Yoru.

At first, classmates were spreading rumors that Kitakami Yoru had been bullied so badly he dropped out.

After a while, rumors emerged in school that Kitakami Yoru had suffered a mental breakdown and jumped in front of a train on his way to school to commit suicide...

Jumped off a building to commit suicide...

Was beaten by someone and became a vegetable...

Had schizophrenia and was sent to a psychiatric hospital.

There were countless rumors, and it was unclear how many were true.

Eriri walked into the Xiuzhiyuan Sect alone, silently lowering her head, her small hands gripping her school bag straps tightly.

"Achoo—"

At the hospital, Kitakami Yoru, who was packing his things to be discharged today, sneezed for no apparent reason.

Yesterday, the final check-up was completed, and he was healthy enough to be discharged.

From now on, he just needed to keep his mood pleasant and avoid getting angry.

"Dad, let's go."

Kitakami Yoru confirmed nothing was left behind and said to his father.

"Alright."

Kitakami Toya nodded, picked up the luggage, and left with Kitakami Yoru.

Under his parents' firm insistence, Kitakami Yoru had to go home to stay for a few days to ease his mother's mood over these past days.

It wouldn't hurt to miss a few days of school.

Although, there was only half a month left until final exams and the long holiday.

Sitting in the back seat, Kitakami Yoru sent messages to Kato Megumi, Gabriel, Aoyama Nanami, and Hiratsuka Shizuka.

Telling them he had been discharged.

"Ding-dong—"

During the morning study break, Aoyama Nanami was slumped over her desk, preparing to catch up on sleep.

Her phone rang unexpectedly; she didn't have many friends and rarely received messages.

She took it out and saw it was from Kitakami Yoru.

He was notifying her of his discharge and thanking her for visiting.

Aoyama Nanami was also happy for her friend's discharge, couldn't help but smile, and replied to the message.

"Why is Aoyama-san smiling so happily..."

Kanda Sorata pretended to look at the scenery, but in reality, he had been staring at Aoyama Nanami, watching her secretly.

He liked the things he couldn't get even more.

He had never given up.

Ever since Kitakami Yoru stopped coming to school, he had been even happier and had reignited a glimmer of hope.

Time could dilute everything.

He didn't know how Aoyama Nanami and Kitakami Yoru had become so close.

But surely, Aoyama Nanami couldn't possibly like a disgusting, fat otaku, right?

Kanda Sorata fantasized happily like this.

Once Aoyama Nanami's anger subsided, he could try to make contact again.

After Aoyama Nanami replied to Kitakami Yoru's message and put her phone away, she sensed someone watching her.

Turning her head, she discovered it was Kanda Sorata.

The smile on her face vanished instantly, replaced by extreme disgust and discomfort.

The more she saw this face, the more nauseated she felt, unable to stop herself from remembering the incident where he impersonated her boyfriend.

"Disgusting, kimo!"

Aoyama Nanami whispered.

On the other side.

Kitakami Yoru returned home, not his apartment.

Usually, at this time, his parents would be at work.

But to welcome Kitakami Yoru's discharge on this special day, they definitely had to stay here.

"Go wash up first; you haven't had a comfortable bath in the hospital, right?"

His mother, Kitakami Megumi, a beautiful woman who still retained her charm, ordered Kitakami Yoru with feigned disdain, though she was actually overjoyed inside.

"Mm."

Kitakami Yoru was very hungry now, and looking at the food on the dining table, which rivaled a luxury buffet, he felt a bit reluctant.

But he still obediently went to take a bath.

Being hospitalized, the bathing conditions certainly couldn't compare to home.

After cleaning his body and filling the tub with hot water, Kitakami Yoru stood before the huge floor-to-ceiling mirror and observed his physique.

Without exercise, he had lost over twenty pounds in this month and a half, reaching a weight-loss plateau.

On his chest, two pale red, ghastly scars remained, each two centimeters long.

"Huu~"

Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, Kitakami Yoru's adrenaline began to secrete; he was desperate to know exactly who had caused all of this.

And also, Eriri!

Taking off his underwear, Kitakami Yoru soaked into the tub.

Half an hour later, he finally came out of the shower and went to the dining room.

"It's all things you like to eat, and basically all low-fat, low-oil food..."

Kitakami Megumi said with gratification, looking at Kitakami Toya.

Her son had finally made up his mind to lose weight and had stuck with it.

His parents had already eaten, so Kitakami Yoru didn't stand on ceremony, picking up a piece of Wagyu beef and stuffing it into his mouth.

While chewing, he looked at his parents.

His dad was fat and ugly; how did he manage to chase such a beautiful and stunning mom?

"Drink some water."

Worried her son might choke, Kitakami Megumi handed over a bottle of sugar-free cola, the 500ml plastic bottle kind.

"This cola is so small."

Kitakami Yoru grabbed it, felt it from the bottle mouth to the bottom, and muttered inexplicably. ===== CHAPTER 82 =====