Chapter 95

This was exactly what Kitakami Yoru wanted!

A person's behavior and thoughts could be guessed through actions and expressions!

For example, interrogators and psychiatrists were basically doing this.

Eriri's willingness to eat the seafood rice meant that in the future, as long as Kitakami Yoru didn't bully her anymore.

She wouldn't dare to fall out with Kitakami Yoru either!

After swallowing a big mouthful, Eriri smiled inexplicably and ate another big mouthful, while tears kept dripping onto the floor.

She was no longer worthy of Tomoya, her life was ruined, and she would have to live in the shadows for the rest of her life...

"Where is this place?"

Kitakami Yoru remembered how long he had walked and arrived at a completely unfamiliar place.

The sunset was about to set.

There weren't many high-rise buildings around, so he could be sure this wasn't Minato Ward or Chiyoda Ward, those wealthy areas.

"Let's go home."

Kitakami Yoru's feet were also sore, so he took his phone out of his schoolbag and opened the map.

"Let me see, the station nearby..."

His fingers kept zooming in on the phone screen, moving the map.

Edogawa Ward.

Having determined his location, Kitakami Yoru walked toward the station.

Passing by a convenience store on the street corner, he went in to linger for a while and bought a bottle of black coffee.

After checking out and coming out, he stood at the door and drank it in big gulps.

After finishing it, he casually threw the waste into the trash can outside the convenience store.

The soda can drew a beautiful arc in the air, hit the top of the trash can, and bounced off with the force.

It fell to the ground and bounced up again.

At this moment, a little girl who was sobbing with her head down ran out from Kitakami Yoru's blind spot.

It just so happened that she was hit on the arm by the bouncing soda can.

It just wasn't serious.

This little girl didn't seem to feel a trace of pain; otherwise, she would definitely have stopped to take a look.

"Ah... I... I'm sorry, little sister."

"I'm sorry, I didn't throw the trash into the trash can, I'm very sorry..."

Seeing this, Kitakami Yoru approached and apologized to the elementary school student who was probably just in primary school.

No matter what, she wasn't crying because of him, and the soda can didn't hurt or bruise her, but a basic apology couldn't be missing.

The little girl acted as if she hadn't heard Kitakami Yoru's words and continued to sob.

Kitakami Yoru didn't dare to get too close; he was a disgusting fat otaku, and his hair was still long and uncut.

If he got close and a passerby happened to walk by in the next second, he would definitely be suspected and wouldn't be able to explain himself clearly.

"Don't cry, don't cry, what's wrong with you?"

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

Kitakami Yoru looked at the little girl crying continuously and also looked around anxiously.

He wasn't familiar with the area either.

It was his first time here.

Walking and walking, he didn't know how long he had walked, rested several times, and then arrived here.

"I... I lost my things..."

"And... and I don't know the way anymore..."

"Wuwuwu, sister... Honami sister..."

The little girl looked up at Kitakami Yoru and started crying again.

She had lost her things, had an argument with her sister, and ran away.

Her home was in this area nearby.

It wasn't very far, but she didn't remember the way very clearly.

The little girl was somewhat familiar with the road conditions, but wasn't sure, and after running for a while, she had been lost nearby for a long time.

"Don't, don't, don't cry."

"Also, I'll help you call the Metropolitan Police Department, and someone will send you home!"

Kitakami Yoru took out his phone and comforted the little girl.

After speaking, he helped her call the police.

The call went through, and Kitakami Yoru gently tapped the back of his phone, making a sound.

"Wu... wu..."

The little girl wiped away her tears at this time, looked up at Kitakami Yoru: "Thank you... uncle..."

Kitakami Yoru, who was explaining the situation, almost vomited blood.

You're just at the age of primary school, and I'm also a high school student.

Calling me uncle?

Kitakami Yoru explained the situation, put down his phone, and stared at the little girl to check carefully, actually feeling that she looked a bit familiar.

"It's okay, it's okay, someone will come to send you home in a while."

Kitakami Yoru stood far away, not daring to get close.

"Mm."

The little girl nodded obediently.

Kitakami Yoru didn't leave either, and after waiting in place for about ten minutes.

A Metropolitan Police Department officer rode a bicycle over, stopped directly in front of the convenience store, got off, and walked over.

"I'm the one who called the police."

Kitakami Yoru immediately said to the other party.

The officer looked Kitakami Yoru up and down carefully, then hurried to the little girl's side to check.

"Hey, no matter where you are, it's a society that looks at faces."

Kitakami Yoru sighed secretly.

This summer vacation, a month and a half, I hope I can lose weight.

The "Ten Times Effort Return" opened from the gold treasure chest is definitely not just for show.

"I really want to know what I look like after losing weight; my dad doesn't have any photos for reference either."

"My mom is so beautiful, I guess I won't be too ugly, right?"

Kitakami Yoru stood quietly on the side, listening to the officer understand the situation, thinking about his own affairs in his heart.

He only hoped.

That he, who had been fat since he was a child, wouldn't be too ugly after losing weight.

Please don't be too ugly.

As for becoming a handsome guy like in light novels and manga, he didn't dare to fantasize.

Smile~

After a few sounds came from the officer's walkie-talkie, a soft, sweet female voice rang out.

"Onee-san, wuwuwu... I'm here..."

"Honami sister..."

The little girl suddenly became excited.

"It seems the little girl's sister also called the police; now they're in contact."

Kitakami Yoru breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the little girl, hesitated for a moment, and still didn't leave.

After waiting for a few minutes.

A Metropolitan Police Department officer and the little girl's sister came over.

"She is?!"

Kitakami Yoru narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Ichinose Honami, and remembered.