Chapter 82

He stayed at home for a few more days.

That evening, Kitakami Yoru packed his luggage, preparing to return to his apartment.

Refusing his father's car, Kitakami Yoru walked; he wanted to feel the breeze.

Walking along in the breeze, he recalled the time he spent in the hospital.

He walked to the station and took a train back.

It was probably nine o'clock at night.

Kitakami Yoru finally carried his luggage back to the apartment.

The door to the apartment, which had been empty for a long time, was pushed open, and a stifling, murky air surged out.

"Haven't been back in a long time."

Kitakami Yoru sighed and changed into slippers at the entrance.

The kind-hearted landlady, hearing he was hospitalized, had even waived half a month's rent.

Carrying his luggage inside, he turned on the lights.

The room was very clean; Sansan must have been fostered at Gabriel's place.

"I wonder if Sansan still recognizes me as its owner?"

Kitakami Yoru checked the room and laughed.

During his hospitalization, the apartment's water and electricity had been cut off.

Many things in the refrigerator, except for seasonings, had all gone bad.

It took him over ten minutes to pack up the trash, and he lay back on his bed, dazed for a while.

Kitakami Yoru finally left and went to knock on Gabriel's door.

"Gabriel, it's me, I'm back."

"Knock, knock, knock—"

"Oh, welcome back, the door isn't locked."

Gabriel's voice came from inside very quickly.

Kitakami Yoru gently pushed the door open and walked in; this was his first time entering Gabriel's home.

The layout of the apartments was all the same.

Gabriel didn't seem to have made many changes.

Walking all the way to the living room, Kitakami Yoru saw Sansan's litter box and food bowl.

"Sansan?"

Kitakami Yoru called out tentatively, wanting to find where Sansan was.

"Meow meow~"

The next second, a fat, round black cat crawled out from under the sofa and charged straight at Kitakami Yoru.

"Looks like you've been well-loved; you still remember me, how smart."

Kitakami Yoru picked up Sansan, checked it carefully from head to tail, and stroked its round head.

Everything was fine.

But Gabriel was nowhere to be seen.

"Gabriel, I'm coming in."

Kitakami Yoru called out toward the inside and walked in, holding Sansan.

Gabriel's home was still very clean.

Of course, Kitakami Yoru didn't know that Vignette had come to help Gabriel clean up yesterday.

"Come in..."

Gabriel responded indifferently.

"Playing games?"

Walking to the doorway, Kitakami Yoru heard the sound and cautiously poked his head in.

Gabriel's room was very monotonous and simple.

And as for her, she was lying on the bed with more than half of her body, the parts below her knees hanging off the bed, her dainty little feet constantly swaying in the air, her eyes fixed intently on the computer, playing a game.

Kitakami Yoru walked in.

To be honest, Gabriel was exposed right now.

She was just wearing a wide pajama top, but she didn't care at all.

"Evening~"

Suddenly, Gabriel turned her head and yawned.

Seeing this appearance, Kitakami Yoru was almost startled.

In his impression, Gabriel's image was well-dressed, polite, and very attentive to etiquette.

Now...

Her hair was messy and sticking up like a bird's nest, there was leftover snack residue stuck to the corner of her mouth, and her dark circles were somewhat heavy.

"Gabriel, are you okay?"

A few seconds later, Kitakami Yoru reacted; he almost thought Gabriel had been possessed.

"I'm fine, come over and help me look at the computer; it's charging so slowly."

Gabriel nodded indifferently and beckoned him over.

Kitakami Yoru walked over, crouched down, took another look at Gabriel, and reminded her: "Gabriel, why don't you put on some pants; you're all exposed."

Although he wanted to look a little bit, this was his friend after all.

"Woo woo..."

Gabriel pointed at the computer and shook her head.

Kitakami Yoru checked it and found that the power strip Gabriel bought wasn't good; the wattage was wrong.

After fixing it, he took Sansan and started moving the cat supplies home.

And he urged Gabriel not to be too addicted to games.

It seemed the culprit indirectly leading to all this was himself.

During the time he was moving the cat supplies, Aoyama Nanami returned and came over to greet Kitakami Yoru.

"Working until so late to come back?"

Kitakami Yoru now considered himself to have a relatively good understanding of Aoyama Nanami, knowing she came from Osaka to chase her dreams.

"Yeah~ Meow meow~"

Aoyama Nanami gave a shy, light laugh, crouched down, and stroked Sansan's head.

"Gurgle gurgle—"

Kitakami Yoru's stomach growled at an inopportune moment.

He hadn't eaten much for dinner, and he had been walking for a long time, so the food had digested a bit quickly.

"Kitakami-san, didn't you have dinner?"

Aoyama Nanami looked up and asked.

"No, the food in my home's refrigerator all went bad. What about you?"

Kitakami Yoru asked with his eyes.

If she hadn't eaten, they could go out together.

"I still need to hurry; I'm practicing a voice actor script."

"If you don't mind, shall I make you some noodles?"

Aoyama Nanami shook her head and asked again.

"Vegetable salad is also fine; you're losing weight, eat fewer carbs?"

"Alright, sorry to bother you."

And so, Kitakami Yoru followed Aoyama Nanami back to her apartment.

A fat otaku going to two beautiful girls' apartments in one night would always make people think the wrong way.

Aoyama Nanami's home hadn't changed much; the only extra piece of furniture was a small second-hand refrigerator.

Kitakami Yoru sat on the sofa drinking water, while the sound of busy work came from the kitchen.

"Aoyama-san is truly a traditional, simple, and kind girl, but her boyfriend?" ===== CHAPTER 83 =====