Chapter 88

Forever, nothing ever happened?

That's basically admitting it, right?

"So you're admitting that the real culprit is you, right?" Kitakami Yoru activated his mind-reading ability by the way.

"What are you talking about? How disgusting."

"This money is compensation for you getting rained on; you'd better take the money and transfer schools!"

Eriri crossed her arms arrogantly and looked at him with contempt.

She definitely couldn't admit it.

As a doujin artist, she knew all kinds of small traps.

What if he had a recording pen?

With so much money?

This should be able to solve this matter, right?

If it really didn't work, she could add a little more.

Seeing his reaction just now, so surprised, he must have been tempted.

Once tempted, it would be easy to handle.

Eriri thought in her heart, waiting for Kitakami Yoru's reply.

Little did she know, everything had been read by his mind-reading.

"Looks like you still don't know the impact you've had on me, heh." Kitakami Yoru sniffed and muttered to himself.

Just right, you think I like money, right?

Then I'll let you lower your guard.

"Fine, but I want it right now!"

Kitakami Yoru cooperated by showing a look of being moved.

Seeing this, Eriri's heart was almost at ease.

She didn't know Kitakami Yoru could read minds, so naturally, she was very relaxed.

"That much money, I need time to prepare; I'll give it to you next week." Eriri replied.

Ten million was a heavy blow to her, but she could still take it out.

After all, she was a young lady from a prominent family and a well-known doujin artist.

Eriri didn't spend money on high consumption; her biggest expenses were usually buying clothes, shoes, skincare products, and cosmetics.

Naturally, she had saved a large sum of money.

"Where is the money? Cash or transfer?" Kitakami Yoru patted his school bag, which was filled with tools for the crime.

"On the card, the card is at home."

Eriri responded a bit nervously, breaking out in a lot of cold sweat.

"I want it now; once the money is in hand, we're even." Kitakami Yoru's expression carried a faint sense of urgency.

Hmph, sure enough, he likes money.

That's perfect.

Eriri's inner thoughts were read by Kitakami Yoru, and he sensed she had relaxed a bit more.

"I want the card now; I'll go home with you to get it."

Kitakami Yoru put forward his request.

Actually, that wasn't it.

He just wanted Eriri to be in a private place where he could be alone with her.

Originally, he had racked his brains, found Hiratsuka Shizuka, checked the address, and scouted the location in advance.

He had wanted to go straight to Eriri and storm her house to take revenge.

As it turned out, Eriri had delivered herself to his door.

"No, absolutely not."

Seeing Kitakami Yoru's current appearance, Eriri shook her head quickly.

The protagonist of her nightmares.

She was afraid; absolutely impossible!

"I just want to get the money quickly; I think you're playing me."

"You've already lied to me once, haven't you?"

Kitakami Yoru's words again revealed his desire for money.

"No..."

Eriri shook her head in fear, her heart in a mess; she was at her most vulnerable.

"If you don't give it to me, I'll drag you to the principal's office right now; have you heard of a lie detector?"

Kitakami Yoru threatened faintly.

Eriri, whose mental defenses were fragile and who wasn't calm at all, panicked instantly.

She was just that kind of person.

Since she was young, because her mentality wasn't strong, she had abandoned Aki Tomoya.

She drew doujinshi, and then lived in fear every day, afraid her identity would be exposed.

She didn't have a single friend she could talk to, except for her good sister Izumi Sagiri.

She usually disguised herself at school and let herself go as soon as she got home...

Recently, she had even had a nervous breakdown.

Sometimes, physical illnesses are easier to treat.

"Al... alright, I guess."

"Can't I just let him wait at the door?"

Eriri suddenly figured it out.

"Al... alright."

Eriri agreed.

Mind-reading knew everything.

"Then hurry up; I can't wait to see my money."

Kitakami Yoru rubbed his fingers, as if he were a greedy person.

"Hmph, you're not allowed to get too close to me, and you're not allowed to enter my house!"

Eriri gave a light huff, clenched her palms, and turned around.

Her palms and back were covered in cold sweat from nervousness and fear, and her back was soaked through.

"Hurry up."

Kitakami Yoru urged.

Eriri took a step, leading Kitakami Yoru away from Xiuzhiyuan to go home.

The brown women's loafers were originally designed for decoration.

No matter how high-end, they were still not breathable.

Eriri was sweating a lot, so her feet naturally couldn't avoid it, and she was wearing thick white ice-cream silk socks, trapped in her shoes, mixed with the smell of leather; it must have been stinking...

On the way to Eriri's house.

Kitakami Yoru kept his distance, mind-reading from time to time, and acting like a money-grubber from time to time.

Eriri felt a bit more at ease.

She didn't have mind-reading.

However, through contact, Eriri's gold treasure chest progress had increased quite a bit.

Kitakami Yoru not only wanted to take fierce revenge but also wanted to open the gold treasure chest in one go!

Arriving at Eriri's luxury villa area.

"This is your house, you live here?"

Kitakami Yoru's exaggerated expression appeared, carrying a bit of truth.

"You know what my family does, don't lie to me and go back on your word after taking the money."

"My mom is home, remember not to be in a hurry; I'll take the card out, you just wait obediently." ===== CHAPTER 89 =====