Chapter 87

It should open tonight.

"Woo... hiss... you..."

Eriri shuddered when she heard the voice and scrambled into the corner in fear.

She remembered everything in an instant.

She hurriedly checked her body; there was nothing unusual.

She breathed a sigh of relief and gently touched her cute face, which was red and swollen like a pig's head.

Kitakami Yoru didn't pay attention to Eriri, pulled out his school bag, and threw out a thick stack of medical records, test reports, various films, and even surgery photos.

"Now, let's settle the second account."

Kitakami Yoru signaled Eriri to look at some things.

"These... are all..."

Eriri shrank her neck in fear, glanced at the shut-in otaku in front of her, and lowered her head to look at the documents.

The first page was a photo of him during general anesthesia surgery.

Various unfamiliar instruments were placed in front of the window, two doctors and several nurses stood together, and a fainted shut-in otaku lay on a sterile hospital bed, with many patches and boards inserted into his body.

This was what Kitakami Yoru had requested to be taken.

"This is..."

"What...?"

Eriri was afraid and didn't want to keep looking, but Kitakami Yoru's gaze pressured her.

She had no choice but to continue looking.

Below was a test report showing a positive verification.

Several test reports...

Several medication lists with names she couldn't understand...

Added together, there were a full seventy-plus pages.

Eriri finished reading in silence and confusion, looking up in surprise.

She hadn't guessed wrong; these were left over from Kitakami Yoru's surgery.

"Heh!"

Kitakami Yoru gave a strange laugh, took off his shirt directly, stood in front of Eriri with his bare chest, and looked down at the blonde twin-tails at his feet.

"Ah... you bastard, disgusting, go die, pervert, sex fiend..."

Eriri reached out to block her eyes directly.

"Take a look, it's all because of you, I had two surgeries on my heart!"

Kitakami Yoru panted like a cow, exposing his wounds.

When Eriri heard this, her first reaction was confusion.

What did she do again?

But hearing that he had two surgeries on his heart, it sounded very serious and scary, so she looked up anyway.

"Look!"

Kitakami Yoru puffed out his chest.

Two pale red knife scars on his chest were still very conspicuous under the light.

Eriri's innocent eyes were filled with confusion.

"You borrowed my umbrella and didn't return it, so I had to go home in the rainstorm."

"It was dark, the rain hadn't stopped, I couldn't see the road clearly and fell several times, walking in the rainstorm without oxygen, difficulty breathing..."

"Finally it was completely dark, and it was still raining, I couldn't walk at all, huddled in the corner of a dirty restroom shivering, and didn't get home until after nine o'clock!"

"Fever, runny nose, coughing, weakened immune system..."

"I went to find you for the umbrella, was cursed at as a disgusting shut-in otaku, looked down upon, and rolled eyes at..."

"Do you know why I haven't come to school since that morning?"

"It's because you made me have high blood pressure, got me sick, lowered my immune system, caused a mild heart infection, and after you left, I had difficulty breathing, almost fainted, and finally had to call an ambulance to take me to the hospital, otherwise I might have lost my life!"

"I stayed in the hospital for over a month, had two heart surgeries, took countless medicines, and suffered countless sins, all because of you!"

Kitakami Yoru spat out every word, staring at Eriri, forcing her to look him in the eye.

Eriri had absolutely no idea that such a thing had happened.

"No... it wasn't soon..."

"Did the rain get smaller?..."

"No..."

Her body trembled constantly, her face pale.

She swore she had absolutely no idea.

That she had hurt Kitakami Yoru like this.

Causing Kitakami Yoru to go to the hospital and suffer...

Eriri was actually a kind girl, just too tsundere, mentally fragile, and impulsive.

She could still distinguish basic right from wrong.

Kitakami Yoru activated mind-reading and heard it all.

But so what?

"Alright, put away your tears, I don't need them, look up."

Kitakami Yoru took out a second-hand Sony camera from his bag and aimed it at Eriri.

"What do you want to do?"

Eriri saw the disgusting shut-in otaku in front of her take out a camera, and many works by her peers immediately appeared in her mind.

"Confess, tell the story of how you stole Kasumigaoka Utaha's pantyhose and panties, I want to clear my name."

Kitakami Yoru exhaled, his stomach hungry.

What should he eat for dinner?

"This..."

Eriri sat on the floor, the pain from her body no longer mattering.

If Kitakami Yoru used this video to clear his name, she would be finished.

But, if she didn't agree now...

She would really be finished.

"I'll give you three seconds to consider."

Kitakami Yoru held up three fingers.

After speaking, he immediately folded one down.

"I, I will tell Kasumigaoka Utaha, please don't, don't do this..."

Eriri gritted her teeth and said hurriedly.

"Just to make up for a little bit of the mistake you made, and you're still hesitating, heh~"

Kitakami Yoru couldn't help but sneer.

"No... absolutely not..."

"No... I'll be finished..."

Eriri shed tears of despair and shouted hoarsely.

"I'm already finished, and I don't have your family background, nor am I a cute girl, you can still start over somewhere else..."

Kitakami Yoru narrowed his eyes.

"I will find Kasumigaoka Utaha to clarify, and compensate you with money, please!"

Eriri cried again; was this still the arrogant young lady?

"I can promise you, the video will be kept as evidence, let you go clarify, but I promise you, I won't spread it around, after all, I used violent means to force you to say it."

Kitakami Yoru replied.

Hearing this, Eriri paused and nodded desperately.

She thought it was very reasonable!

"Then let's begin."