Chapter 90

No... no...

Is something going to be done to her?

"Oh-ka-san, Oh-ka-san!"

Sensing something was very wrong, Eriri's anger was instantly covered by fear, and she turned her head in a panic to shout for her mother inside the house.

When there's danger, call mom first.

A very instinctive reaction.

She wanted to use this to intimidate Kitakami Yoru.

"Call, keep calling louder."

Kitakami Yoru's chubby expression was now twisted into a ball, beyond his own control.

The words coming out of his mouth, however, were unusually calm.

He just stood at the door, watching Eriri's panicked appearance.

"You dare? I warn you, my mom is upstairs, maybe sleeping."

"When she comes down, you're dead, bastard, get out of my house quickly!"

"Otherwise I'll... I'll... make you look good!"

Eriri stared at Kitakami Yoru, her eyes filled with fear, and as for the other half.

It contained despair, regret, fear, and pain.

She wanted to run away.

But her petite body was soft, and she couldn't exert any strength in her legs, not knowing if it was because of fear or because Kitakami Yoru's punch was too heavy.

"How about I drag you up to find your Oh-ka-san?"

Kitakami Yoru's twisted expression squeezed out a smile, making Eriri feel numb inside, and she fell helplessly onto the floor.

"Woo..."

Her little butt hit the floor hard, and Eriri pressed her back against the wall, desperately kicking her legs to try to retreat.

She didn't realize she had already been pressed against the wall, and there was nowhere to retreat.

"Sawamura Eriri-san, your lies are too clumsy, aren't they?"

"Is your Oh-ka-san really home?"

Kitakami Yoru smiled and pushed the door behind him, closing it directly.

"You... what do you want to do..."

Eriri's heart skipped a beat, and the door that symbolized the hope of escape closed, the light dimming.

It gave Eriri another violent psychological shock, the effect no less than Kitakami Yoru's heavy punch.

"What do I want to do? Of course, I'm here for revenge."

Kitakami Yoru smiled ghastly, put down his school bag, and reached out a large hand, walking slowly toward Eriri.

"Get lost, go die, I'll beat you to death, baka!"

Facing despair, Eriri didn't know where the strength and courage came from; she jumped up from the floor, wearing the white silk socks that had been stinking all day, and kicked toward Kitakami Yoru.

This was an attacking action made subconsciously in a fit of rage.

When Eriri's stinking white silk foot kicked out, she realized she was no match at all and had to run away to have hope.

Taking advantage of her body's softness, she twisted her waist hard and rushed into the house.

As long as she rushed into the house and locked the room, she would be safe.

Kitakami Yoru would be dead too!

Kitakami Yoru, who had made full preparations, had even prepared several sets of plans and rhetoric for this.

As it turned out, Eriri had delivered herself to his door, so he didn't need to use them.

Even a small detail like Eriri running away, a small accident, did he not think of it?

Eriri had only run a few steps, not even leaving the entrance hall.

Kitakami Yoru chased after her directly, grabbed the Xiuzhiyuan uniform Eriri was wearing from behind, and pulled her back fiercely.

The uniform of a top private school, where the principal didn't take kickbacks, the quality didn't need to be said.

If it were cheap goods, it might have been torn apart.

How much did Eriri wish her school uniform was of poor quality right now?

"The entrance hall is too big, sometimes it's not good either."

"Don't you think so, Sawamura Eriri-san?"

Kitakami Yoru said, lifting his hips, adjusting his position, and sneering.

With a light force, he pulled Eriri back.

For Eriri, however, it was a huge force, and she couldn't break free at all.

Kitakami Yoru wanted to crush Eriri's heart!

He wanted to take revenge for all the suffering he had endured, and finally make Eriri admit her mistake obediently and clear his suspicion.

But...

"Don't... let me go..."

"Wait until my mom and dad come back, you're dead!"

"My dad is a diplomat and ambassador to Japan; if you're smart, let me go immediately!"

Eriri was struggling desperately, without the slightest realization of admitting her mistake.

"Get back here!"

Kitakami Yoru pulled hard, pulling the petite, cute loli back to lean against him, the disgusting fat otaku.

The other hand grabbed one of Eriri's ponytails and gave it a fierce tug!

"Ah!! Ah!"

The scalp has rich blood vessels and nerves; pulling hair and pulling leg hair is the most painful.

Eriri's natural blonde ponytail, which she was usually proud of, was now her pain!

Inside the luxuriously decorated, atmospheric, and extravagant European-style villa, Eriri's tragic, painful screams rang out.

Pain! Too painful!

"It's not over yet."

"It's only just begun, Sawamura Eriri-san."

Kitakami Yoru smiled ghastly and was about to throw Eriri to the ground.

His action paused.

Such a clean luxury villa, it wouldn't be good to get it dirty.

Kitakami Yoru held onto Eriri, who had lost control of her body from the pain, and his other large hand grabbed Eriri's brown women's loafers.

Afraid of getting his hands dirty, he hooked them with two fingers, shook them up and down a few times, and took the shoes off.

He did the same for the other one.

"Want to run, huh?"

Kitakami Yoru loosened his fist, stretched out a finger, and tickled Eriri's soles.

"Ah ah haha... ha... ticklish... ticklish..."

"I'm so ticklish... ah ah... ah haha... woo..."

"Woo woo woo... I'm so ticklish... stop tickling me... ticklish... ah haha..."

Eriri screamed crazily from the tickling, snot and tears falling non-stop, and she couldn't even breathe smoothly.

This feeling was more uncomfortable than killing Eriri.

Sometimes, being ticklish is more painful than pain.

【Modified】

Seeing this, Kitakami Yoru confirmed that Eriri wouldn't run away and couldn't run away, so he threw her to the ground again.

"Huu~"

Taking a long breath, Kitakami Yoru clapped his hands gently, gazing at Eriri.

The gold treasure chest above Eriri's head slowly emerged.

Before, there was only a tiny bit, but now it was surging.

Physical contact can also speed up progress; the more contact, the deeper, the faster the progress bar? ===== CHAPTER 91 =====