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Chapter 94

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No...

I'll die!

"Oh, oh, sorry, I made a mistake."

Kitakami Yoru wasn't paying attention for a moment, pulled open the doorknob of Eriri's room again, glanced at the seafood rice and pure milk placed on the ground, and flashed out.

"Click—"

With a sound, the room door closed.

Poor Eriri pursed her lips, lay blankly on the bed, and stared at the room door with her big, watery eyes, not making a sound for a long time.

Outside the door, Kitakami Yoru didn't leave immediately.

After waiting for a while, there was no movement inside, so he hesitated.

Better not continue to provoke Eriri~

Only then did he slowly go downstairs, pick up his schoolbag, and leave Eriri's house.

After putting on his shoes in the entryway, he took a look around the luxurious and extravagant villa, tidied up Eriri's shoes, and then left.

Opening the door from the inside didn't require a fingerprint; he unlocked it and walked out with big strides.

The glaring sunlight shone on Kitakami Yoru's face.

"Eriri's mouth is a bit foul, but she's still very cute, and her figure isn't bad either."

"Don't look at how petite she is; her inner self is really different."

"I'm so envious; I wonder who will tame this arrogant and cute young lady in the future..."

"Hehehe..."

Kitakami Yoru laughed out loud in a great mood.

In all the time he had lived, this was the first time he had been this happy in his life.

[Modified]

Passing by the garden outside the villa courtyard.

The blooming flowers emitted a faint floral fragrance.

"Achoo—achoo—achoo—"

Kitakami Yoru twitched his nose and couldn't help but sneeze three times in a row.

He rubbed his nose, took a deep breath, and walked toward the small garden.

He looked around casually and discovered the small chrysanthemums he had used to replace basil leaves and cilantro when he was making the seafood rice earlier.

They were pinkish-white, blooming in a corner of the garden.

Kitakami Yoru squatted down, picked one, and gently sniffed it at the tip of his nose.

A wonderful, fresh fragrance.

"It smells so good."

Muttering to himself, Kitakami Yoru left Eriri's house.

He walked straight out of the large iron gate connected to the wall and arrived at the wide sidewalk.

It was still early, very early.

Kitakami Yoru didn't even know what to do; his thoughts drifted, and he just wanted to walk around casually.

His mind was full of revenge, and the hatred for Shinomiya Kaguya and Kasumigaoka Utaha was temporarily suppressed, so he didn't think about it.

Walking aimlessly on the road, he didn't know the way either, so he just went wherever his feet took him.

Kitakami Yoru smelled the fresh fragrance of the small chrysanthemums...

Actually, he didn't know.

The flowers planted in Eriri's garden were basically precious varieties.

As the wife of a diplomat, Sawamura Sayuri didn't need to work, and she would tinker with gardening when she had free time.

The small chrysanthemum in Kitakami Yoru's hand was something she had painstakingly cultivated and crossbred over ten months.

It was very precious.

And it was just casually picked and ruined by a disgusting fat otaku.

And he even used it to cook?

[Modified]

Not long after Kitakami Yoru left.

Eriri crawled down from the bed with great difficulty and crawled to the door in a prone position.

Enduring the soreness all over her body, she leaned against the wall to support herself and turned the doorknob with her wrist.

"That disgusting pervert should be gone, right?"

Eriri quietly, nervously, and fearfully poked out half of her little head.

Her blonde hair was a mess...

The villa was silent.

He was gone.

Kitakami Yoru was gone!

Eriri sat down in joy, relief, and dejection, covering her face.

She wanted to cry out loud, but her tears had long since dried, and her eyes were still burning with pain!

The wonderful fragrance of the seafood rice kept drifting out from the edge of the pot lid, hooking Eriri's nose and stomach.

"Who would want to eat food made by that disgusting perverted fat pig?"

"Trying to curry favor with me?"

"Go to hell!"

Eriri couldn't hold on for another second and broke down.

She kicked toward the seafood rice, but it hurt too much as soon as she made the move.

"Cough, cough... cough, cough..."

Eriri, whose throat was so dry it felt like it was smoking, suddenly started coughing wildly, her face flushed red from choking.

She couldn't care about that much anymore; she picked up the milk on the ground—it was from her own refrigerator anyway.

She twisted off the cap and started gulping it down.

Eriri drank more than half of a full liter of milk by herself.

But she drank it too quickly, and her throat couldn't swallow it, accidentally choking her!

The milk flowed backward out of her nasal passage, and Eriri's cute little face was directly dyed milky white once again.

"Cough, cough... cough, cough..."

"Damn it... bastard..."

Eriri touched her belly, started feeling nauseous again, and finally couldn't help but dry heave.

After a long time, Eriri, who had wiped her face clean, stopped her movements, and the whole person fell into a daze again.

Even she herself didn't know what she wanted to do now.

A breeze blew in from the balcony, carrying a faint floral fragrance.

Eriri smelled this fragrance, turned her head, and happened to see the seafood rice.

Should she eat it?

Or not eat it?

Eriri, who found it difficult to even walk after getting out of bed, had been hungry for a whole day after excessive fatigue, and there probably wasn't much food in the refrigerator that she could eat directly.

The seafood rice in front of her was incredibly alluring, golden and yellow.

Even someone who wasn't hungry would drool over it...

After a long silence, Eriri finally crawled over and removed the lid of the seafood rice.

The fragrance rushed directly into Eriri's mind, occupying her brain.

Eriri couldn't help it anymore; she picked up the spoon inside and stuffed it into her cherry-red mouth in big mouthfuls.

This cute, arrogant cherry-red mouth, which usually cursed Kitakami Yoru as a disgusting fat otaku, was stuffed full by the seafood rice.

It was delicious, super delicious!

The sound of chewing came from Eriri's mouth...

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