Chapter 82

Yukinoshita Yukino brought up the main topic.

"Yukino-chan~" Yuigahama Yui complained coquettishly.

She wanted to ask Kitakami Yoru some things and chat, like how it would be good if the misunderstanding with Miura Yumiko could be cleared up.

"Yes, I was hospitalized, so I actually had more time, I reviewed the first-year material properly."

"As for this semester's... well..."

Kitakami Yoru touched his hair in frustration.

"You don't need to worry about that, let's do a practice test and see."

"Also this, take it home and look through it first, compare it with the book..."

Yukinoshita Yukino pulled out a practice test and a thick notebook from her bag.

She placed them on the table expressionlessly and pushed them toward Kitakami Yoru.

It was the familiar hand-copied test, but this time it was printed out.

Inside the notebook were notes for all subjects, the timing perfectly matching Kitakami Yoru's hospitalization, basically all aligning.

The knowledge Yukinoshita Yukino mastered was all advanced, so she definitely didn't need to take such complex and simple notes, which were filled with extensive annotations.

"How much effort must this have taken, how much time..."

Yuigahama Yui opened it curiously and said in surprise.

"I have plenty of time." Yukinoshita Yukino turned her head away, ignoring Kitakami Yoru's grateful gaze.

Of course, she wasn't lying.

Kitakami Yoru, while feeling grateful, thought about trying to read Yukinoshita Yukino's mind, but immediately dismissed the idea and blamed himself.

Mind-reading shouldn't be used recklessly!

After the Service Club activity ended.

The trio left as before.

Halfway, Yuigahama Yui went to find Miura Yumiko and the others.

Kitakami Yoru and Yukinoshita Yukino walked into the station one after the other and entered the same carriage.

This time there were no seats, and even the handrails were scarce.

The two of them each grabbed one, standing very close, side-facing, feeling somewhat awkward.

The train started, beginning to sway.

"Um... is your cat doing okay?"

Yukinoshita Yukino couldn't stand it anymore and casually found a topic.

As soon as she spoke, it was about cats; she really was a cat lover.

"Oh, it's doing quite well."

Kitakami Yoru replied.

The air suddenly went quiet.

He also started to feel awkward.

Fortunately, Yukinoshita Yukino only had one stop to go.

Before long, the next station arrived.

Passengers on the train poured out one after another, leaving seats empty, and Yukinoshita Yukino and Kitakami Yoru each grabbed one.

"Wait, aren't you only going one stop?"

Kitakami Yoru asked suspiciously.

"I need to buy something." Yukinoshita Yukino replied indifferently.

"Me too." Kitakami Yoru nodded.

Half an hour later.

They arrived at the station.

Kitakami Yoru and Yukinoshita Yukino stood up at the same time, their movements perfectly synchronized.

Even their surprised turns of the head were identical.

"Are you going to the mall?"

Kitakami Yoru asked.

"It seems you are too."

Yukinoshita Yukino sighed.

Kitakami Yoru and Yukinoshita Yukino got off the train together and walked to the nearby mall.

One in front of the other, feeling a bit awkward.

Not long after, the two of them separated.

Yukinoshita Yukino didn't know what she was going to buy.

Kitakami Yoru went to check the prices of small high-definition cameras, and incidentally looked at new phones, especially those with long battery life, as well as USB drives.

The new prices were relatively expensive.

Kitakami Yoru thought about it and turned to buy second-hand goods; they worked the same anyway.

In Akihabara, Kitakami Yoru bought a second-hand Sony camera that could also be used as a camera, a durable second-hand phone, several USB drives, and an anonymous data card that could only be used to register for some software online and couldn't make calls.

Having made all the necessary preparations, Kitakami Yoru took a deep breath before heading home.

School the next day.

Gabriel was still using illness as an excuse, lying at home.

Kitakami Yoru was still on his own.

Taking the train, going to school.

Walking to the classroom, he glanced at Eriri's seat as he passed.

Unexpectedly, Eriri hadn't avoided him today and had come to school.

At this moment, Eriri was lying on her desk, her head buried in her arms.

Last night, Eriri had gone home and cried all night.

She had absolutely no idea what to do.

The only way was to use money, lots and lots of money, to reconcile with Kitakami Yoru as compensation.

Surely no one disliked money, right?

Poor Eriri still didn't understand that Kitakami Yoru wouldn't let her off easily.

The damage Eriri had caused him couldn't be compensated by money.

Kitakami Yoru didn't need it either.

Returning to the classroom and sitting down quietly, the aura Kitakami Yoru emitted invisibly made Miura Yumiko feel a lingering fear.

Morning reading ended.

Kitakami Yoru headed straight for the teacher's office building and found Hiratsuka Shizuka.

"Hiratsuka-sensei, I have a favor to ask." Kitakami Yoru said straight to the point.

"Speak." Hiratsuka Shizuka slowly spat out the word.

"I'd like you to pull the list of students from the previous field trip and give me their specific details." Kitakami Yoru took a deep breath and asked expectantly.

He was afraid Hiratsuka Shizuka would refuse him.

Her reason for refusing would be very normal, and he would have nothing to say.

But this should be the best way for him to get Eriri's home address.

Convenient, fast, and risk-free!

"What do you want this for?" Hiratsuka Shizuka stared at Kitakami Yoru in surprise.

"To see who might be the culprit!"

Kitakami Yoru definitely couldn't say the culprit was Eriri; he needed evidence now.

"You..."

Hiratsuka Shizuka paused, her first reaction being that it was impossible.

Could he find the culprit just by looking at the records?

Impossible.

It was pure fantasy.

Immediately, she remembered Kitakami Yoru had just returned to school after being hospitalized, and if she didn't give it to him...

If he got emotional...

That would be terrible.

"Fine, come find me after school this afternoon to get it." Hiratsuka Shizuka nodded.

Kitakami Yoru tried his best to control his expression and left after thanking her.

The file must contain Eriri's home address.

He was going to strike hard!

"Hoo~"

Getting outside, Kitakami Yoru exhaled a breath of stale air and hurried downstairs.

Kirisu Mafuyu was walking up from downstairs at this moment, and the two met on the stairs.

"Kirisu-sensei..."

Kitakami Yoru greeted her very hypocritically; after all, he had to maintain a surface relationship.

He hadn't forgotten what Kirisu Mafuyu had done to him.

"Hmm."

Kirisu Mafuyu nodded coldly, very casually.

If it were any other student, especially one with good grades, this ice-queen teacher would definitely be gentler.

Returning to the classroom and lying on his desk scrolling through news, Kitakami Yoru waited quietly for the afternoon to arrive.

Lunch break.

He went out and bought a bottle of black coffee.

Eriri saw Kitakami Yoru passing by and wanted to chase after him, but hesitated out of fear.

Until school ended that afternoon, Kitakami Yoru still hadn't received the umbrella and the promised money from Eriri.

With nervousness and anticipation, he went to the teacher's office building and found Hiratsuka Shizuka.

"Here are the records you wanted, look at them here, you can't take them away." Hiratsuka Shizuka tossed a file at him.

She really didn't understand what looking at records had to do with finding the culprit.

Basically, nothing, right?

She just treated it as a placebo for Kitakami Yoru.

"Rustle—"

Gently opening the file, Kitakami Yoru was very nervous; if there was no address, that would be it.

Flipping to a random page, it was actually himself?

"Heh~"

Kitakami Yoru saw his previously fat self in the photo and couldn't help but laugh.

Hiratsuka Shizuka glanced at it and went out to smoke.

The address was there, and it was very detailed.

Kitakami Yoru was no longer afraid, quickly flipping to Eriri's home address while Hiratsuka Shizuka was away.

He took out his phone, took a photo, and put his phone away with a guilty conscience.

He pretended to check it, dragging it out for over ten minutes before leaving.

"Any leads?" Hiratsuka Shizuka asked casually.

"No, I was just assuming." Kitakami Yoru shook his head, said goodbye to Hiratsuka Shizuka, and left quickly.

He didn't go to the Service Club, but grabbed his bag and rushed to the station.

Today, Eriri hadn't gone to the Art Club, nor had she gone home.

As soon as school ended, she went to find Izumi Sagiri to vent and seek comfort.

"This address..."

Kitakami Yoru took the train, then a taxi, and finally arrived in the area where Eriri lived.

It was still a bit far.

But upon arriving here, Kitakami Yoru was shocked.

This was a luxurious villa area, with few pedestrians and excellent greenery.

The sidewalks were wide, and even the streetlights looked luxurious and high-end.

The roads were even wider than highways, looking clean and tidy.

The cars that occasionally passed by were all worth over ten million yen, and those were the relatively low-end ones.

"As expected of a young lady..."

Kitakami Yoru sneered, walked for a while, turned a corner, and came to a large slope.

These luxurious villas were spread out, leaving plenty of private space.

On the outermost edge, there was a tall wall enclosing the villa buildings inside, leaving an open space as a garden.

Even the asphalt road leading to the outermost iron gate was dozens of meters long.

Luxurious, extravagant, even that wasn't enough to describe it.

Soon, Kitakami Yoru found Eriri's home, staying far away without getting close.

There was a camera on the iron gate connected to the wall.

Kitakami Yoru stepped back a few paces, muttered to himself for a good while, and then left.

"The scenery is really nice..."

"Clean... quiet..."

"Perfect for walking a cute little dog in the middle of the night."

Today was Friday.

There was a little over a week left until final exams.

The atmosphere inside Shuchiin had changed.

Kitakami Yoru had prepared everything today and set up several plans.

After school, he prepared to go and stake out Eriri.

What surprised him was that Eriri came to find him directly.

"Hey, I've prepared the money."

Eriri was wearing a pair of thick white over-the-knee stockings today, which made the soft flesh on her thighs bulge slightly, making her look a bit chubby?

"It's the money for the umbrella I borrowed earlier."

"Also, I didn't steal any of Kasumigaoka Utaha's pantyhose or panties, don't talk nonsense."

"I'll include interest and extra compensation, you name a price..."

Eriri insisted she wasn't the culprit and loosened her mouth, willing to spend money to resolve the disaster.

If what she had done impulsively were made public, she would be completely finished.

Even Aki Tomoya would probably lean completely toward Kasumigaoka Utaha...

Eriri had no choice but to let Kitakami Yoru take the blame.

"Is that so? I want ten million, can you afford it?"

Kitakami Yoru said indifferently.

Eriri had delivered herself to his door.

"Yes!"

Eriri didn't hesitate at all and nodded vigorously.

"Wh... what?"

Kitakami Yoru had just named an amount casually.

Ten million!

For a high school student, it was undoubtedly a huge sum.

Having a wealthy family didn't mean she had money herself.

And this was money she could spend freely.

"After I give it to you, stay away from me forever, as if nothing ever happened." Eriri saw Kitakami Yoru's surprised expression and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Kitakami Yoru also heard the intent to reconcile in Eriri's words.