Chapter 83

Kitakami Yoru still didn't know Kanda Sorata's true identity.

After eating the special boiled salad with a little salt made by the beautiful girl, Kitakami Yoru sat for a while, curiously watched Aoyama Nanami practice her voice acting scene, and then left.

The next day.

Kitakami Yoru returned to his normal routine.

He tried exercising for a while, but having lain in bed for so long, his physical fitness had dropped quite a bit.

Near the time to leave, Gabriel said she had taken leave, so Kitakami Yoru had to head to school alone.

"Is she really sick, or is it on purpose..."

Thinking about it, he threw the matter to the back of his mind.

The top priority, and something he had been looking forward to for a long time.

"Eriri..."

Kitakami Yoru maintained a decent expression, but a flash of ghastliness suddenly crossed his face, like a demon from hell.

He boarded the train carriage.

Several sharp-eyed Xiuzhiyuan girls immediately saw Kitakami Yoru and began whispering.

"Strange, isn't that the fat otaku?"

"It's him; I heard he was already dead?"

"He must have gone crazy; can he still be cured?"

"He's coming to school again; the semester is almost over, how disgusting."

Their whispering voices were very soft.

Kitakami Yoru couldn't hear them clearly, so he used his mind-reading ability.

After listening for a few minutes, his head felt a bit dizzy and heavy, so he stopped.

Mind-reading had limitations.

Using it consumed mental energy and required some time to recover.

But it was enough.

One-on-one, he could mind-read for ten minutes before feeling dizzy.

After arriving at the station.

Kitakami Yoru picked up his school bag and stood up, intending to go to a nearby vending machine to buy breakfast.

There was no food at home.

"I'll just drink milk and buy some bread when I pass the commercial street."

Kitakami Yoru struggled to insert the coin, and with a clatter, the machine dropped a bottle of milk.

His fat body crouched down with difficulty, and his chubby hand squeezed into the machine gap; grabbing the milk actually took some effort.

"It's you?"

Just as he stood up, a surprised voice came from behind Kitakami Yoru.

"Kasumigaoka Utaha?!"

Before he even turned his head, his brain reacted automatically.

A stunningly beautiful girl with a white headband, whose figure was incredibly sexy and explosive, stood behind him, holding a coin between her fingers.

"I thought you had figured it out yourself and dropped out?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha looked at Kitakami Yoru, whose hair covered his eyes and ears, a sneer hanging on the corner of her mouth.

"I'm living just fine."

Kitakami Yoru was no longer like before, where he would be afraid, panic, lower his head, and just want to run away when facing girls.

"Hmph."

Her wine-red beautiful eyes narrowed, and Kasumigaoka Utaha gave a light huff.

"What a pity, the time-reversal ability only works once; if it were... he wouldn't hesitate!."

Kitakami Yoru sighed in his heart and ignored Kasumigaoka Utaha.

His silent reaction and indifferent expression made Kasumigaoka Utaha slightly stunned.

The mocking words she wanted to say didn't come out.

"The pantyhose and panties weren't stolen by me, believe it or not."

Kitakami Yoru inserted the straw into the milk and sipped gently.

He appeared calm and indifferent...

Kasumigaoka Utaha felt inexplicably angry when she saw this and directly exposed Kitakami Yoru's bottom line.

"Is that so?"

"Perverted foot-fetish fat otaku, there was a pair of good-looking feet placed inside your... bringing that kind of disgusting, lewd stuff to the field trip..."

"You..."

Kitakami Yoru almost choked on his milk.

Passersby at the station looked over here with great curiosity.

A disgusting fat otaku and a stunningly beautiful girl in black silk were talking.

"Heh..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha sneered, remembering the incident where she was being stalked.

"The stalking incident still hasn't ended, from the start of school until now..."

"Sigh..."

"I carry anti-wolf spray, a stun gun, and a switchblade in my school bag all day... it's so heavy."

"And I have to live in fear every day."

Kasumigaoka Utaha thought to herself while walking away.

"Stalking?"

Kitakami Yoru, who had activated his mind-reading, heard most of it and vaguely remembered a boy with glasses who had questioned him once.

He had even picked up a private sketchbook belonging to an artist.

But Kasumigaoka Utaha's vigilance and caution were truly terrifying.

After finishing the milk, he crumpled it into a ball and left.

Passing by a bakery on the commercial street, Kitakami Yoru went in and bought a few slices of whole-wheat nut toast, eating as he walked out.

In front of the bakery door.

There were two benches against the wall for customers to rest.

Miura Yumiko, Yuigahama Yui, and Ebina Hina were sitting together.

Kitakami Yoru passed by the three of them, thinking about things, his attention unfocused, so he didn't see them.

In the end, it was Yuigahama Yui who called out to him.

"Ki... Kitakami-san."

Yuigahama Yui waved shyly, then looked at Miura Yumiko and Ebina Hina beside her.

As Yuigahama Yui's best friends, they naturally knew Kitakami Yoru's true situation.

But they hadn't seen him for many days, so they didn't react for a moment.

"Yuigahama-san."

Kitakami Yoru nodded, equally surprised, and his gaze fell on Miura Yumiko.

"You've been discharged; you're healthy now, right?" Yuigahama Yui asked politely.

"Completely fine, thank you." Kitakami Yoru withdrew his gaze.

At this moment, Yuigahama Yui noticed that Kitakami Yoru's look at Miura Yumiko was a bit off.

Miura Yumiko's look was the same.

Being good at reading the room, or rather, reading people's faces, and being very familiar with Miura Yumiko while also having had contact with Kitakami Yoru, she felt something seemed a bit wrong.

After Kitakami Yoru walked away.

Yuigahama Yui finally gathered the courage to look at Miura Yumiko tentatively and asked: "Yumiko, why does Kitakami-san's look at you seem a bit different?"

Hearing this, Ebina Hina also looked over.

"Oh, it's nothing, just a small misunderstanding." Miura Yumiko didn't feel the need to hide it, so she said it.

Of course, the details could be hidden. ===== CHAPTER 84 =====