Heroine Regret 115

Heroine Regret 115

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Edited by: Tiny Fan Fiction

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Itchy butt?

“The Art Club is supposed to be under the Service Club, right?”

Kitagami Yoru twitched his thighs and pulled up his pants.

“So, why does the Art Club specifically require me to be a model?”

Eriri would agree, right?

After pressing the flush handle on the toilet, Kitagami Yoru turned and walked upstairs.

The building complex is larger than the Teaching Building.

It’s because many clubs don’t need classrooms for their activities.

For example, the Archery Club under Shinomiya Kaguya has a dedicated indoor archery range and others like the Swordfighting Club and Football Club also have similar setups.

Kitagami Yoru knocked on the door with a light tap, his mind racing with thoughts.

“Who’s there? Who’s knocking?”

Since he was part of the Art Club, he knew to just open the door softly when entering.

Eriri sat nearby, her easel in front of her with a blank canvas.

The members who were supposed to be there had already arrived. Knowing Kitagami Yoru was coming to model, she had been thinking about him all along.

The door opened.

Kitagami Yoru appeared in the doorway, a hint of curiosity on his face as he looked inside.

He immediately attracted the attention of several Art Club members.

“Umm… Teacher…”

“Kitagami-san, come with me,” Kitagami Yoru said to the art teacher in front of him.

The art teacher smiled slightly and gestured for him to enter.

He was given a chair placed about two meters away from Eriri and a few other Art Club members, as per the instructions.

“Taking a photo of me and placing it here would be similar enough,” Kitagami Yoru joked before starting to paint.

“The difference between plane and solid human figures is more than you think,” the art teacher explained.

“You used to hate him and even mocked him, didn’t you?”

A murmur of agreement came from his companions, but Eriri’s eyes narrowed as she stared at Kitagami Yoru.

“Eriri, don’t come to cause trouble… I know what you’re thinking.”

Kitagami Yoru’s mind was racing with these thoughts, using his eyes to convey the message to Eriri.

“I’m going to kill you, you bastard!”

Eriri ground her teeth, her eyes nearly spitting out flames of fury.

Others were completely unaware, admiring Kitagami Yoru’s otherworldly beauty as they began sketching.

“Eriri is really cute.”

Being a model for Kitagami Yoru was boring enough, but seeing Eriri start drawing made it even more so. He didn’t care about himself anymore and just found Eriri’s cuteness amusing.

From those golden twin tails down to…

The slender, graceful neck, the petite chest, the flat stomach…

“He’s looking at my legs?”

Her hand trembled as she stopped mid-draw, Eriri’s paper sketch suddenly snapped along a line of paint.

But she didn’t care about the broken sketch; instead, she nervously twisted her hips, surprised.

For several minutes, Eriri had been aware of Kitagami Yoru’s gaze. She sent a deep warning look his way while pretending to talk to him.

Kitagami Yoru easily caught the message and locked eyes with her, nodding without much thought.

“If you keep messing with me, I won’t let you get away.”

Eriri’s lips slightly trembled as she continued to warn Kitagami Yoru.

Despite not fully catching her message, Kitagami Yoru took a break to enjoy the sight of Eriri.

Eriri was surprised and uneasy.

Time flew by like lightning.

At five o’clock sharp, members of the Art Club began leaving one after another.

“I’m tired. We’ll continue tomorrow,” Kitagami Yoru said, keeping his posture steady despite his own exhaustion.

He owed nothing to the Art Club or its members, so he exchanged a glance with Eriri and others before letting out a breath.

“We’ll wrap up here for today.”

The smallest in build, she looks like someone who could bully her, but is actually the leader.

When she speaks, it represents the opinions of the group members.

“I’ll leave first.”

Kitagami Yoru picks up the bag next to him on the floor.

As he steps out of the art club classroom, he slows his pace and glances inside.

His gaze quickly sweeps over Eriri.

“Eriri, what was she trying to tell me just now?”

Kitagami Yoru mutters to himself and walks down the stairs.

He waits for two or three minutes.

Eriri, carrying a backpack, rushes out after him to catch up with Kitagami Yoru.

“You bastard, I’ll kill you!”

“Were you staring at my feet?”

Recognizing the person in front of her as a hopeless foot fetishist, Eriri’s first words are a soulful question.

As for how she knows Kitagami Yoru is a foot fetishist, it’s because someone confessed it to her.

“Just looking at legs, not feet.”

Kitagami Yoru waits for Eriri to explain and then asks:

“I haven’t asked you yet. What were you trying to tell me?”

“Hmph…”

Eriri snickers softly before saying:

“I wanted to tell you not to be a fool, if you still want to bully me, I’ll never let you get away with it!”

“Me a frog? I ate one already.”

Facing an increasingly frustrated Eriri, Kitagami Yoru laughs mockingly.

He thought Eriri might have something else to say.

Yet again, it’s about that thing.

How many times do I need to emphasize this?

“You dare?!”

Eriri stops mid-sentence and naturally takes a step back.

It seems her fear of Kitagami Yoru has sunk into her bones and become muscle memory!

“Your mouth is pretty gross, but kissing you would be sweet.”

Kitagami Yoru chuckles and gives Eriri a thorough once-over from head to toe.

Hmm…

The shoes she’s wearing are really cute today.

Black ankle boots with a shiny gold heart-shaped buckle on the side.

“I’ll kill you!”

Eriri, furious and impatient, tightens her fists and wants to smash them into Kitagami Yoru.

“If you’re just here to lecture me, I’d prefer you not show up at all.”

“Not seeing you won’t make me have other thoughts.”

Kitagami Yoru doesn’t care about Eriri’s anger.

“Why did you agree to become a model for the art club?”

“I don’t believe a word you said last time!”

“It’s hard not to suspect you of having ulterior motives.”

Eriri decides to open up and say it all!

“Do you have ulterior motives regarding your smelly feet?”

Kitagami Yoru crosses his arms in disdain.

How many times do I need to explain this?

He really hasn’t thought about continuing to tease Eriri’s thoughts and ideas.

“Your feet stink!”

Eriri, fuming, looks around restlessly, seeing no one to retort.

“I haven’t eaten, so I don’t have the right to speak… Hmph…”

Kitagami Yoru licks his lips and says with a very twisted expression.

It’s impossible since he started teasing Eriri and holding her leverage.

His attitude toward Eriri has completely changed.

This stupid golden retriever looks really easy to tease!

“You… you…”

The blue eyes suddenly narrow, and Eriri’s angry expression quickly turns into terror as she retreats a few steps.

She then extends her right index finger, trembling as it points toward Kitagami Yoru.

“Me? Me?”

Kitagami Yoru looks completely innocent.

In the next second, Eriri becomes extremely angry and afraid, throwing her bag with force at Kitagami Yoru.

Without hesitation, she suddenly attacks.

Kitagami Yoru narrowly dodges, almost letting the backpack hit his face.

This isn’t a joke.

The books in the backpack are heavy and solid.

If it hits his face, he might end up with a broken eye socket?!

Eriri really is going too far?!

Kitagami Yoru has zero tolerance for Eriri and gets angry, snapping back.

Coldly questioning: “Eriri, what are you doing?”

“I’m doing nothing. It’s clear it was your fault!”

Eriri is fuming with anger and retorts back.

“You’re just itching to scratch your ass?”

Kitagami Yoru coldly laughs before calling her back to her senses.

She immediately calms down and begins to regret her previous actions.

Around the time when Shuchiin Academy students start leaving for the day, a few classmates approach from afar.

When Eriri throws her backpack at Kitagami Yoru, some classmates appear in the distance.

“I’m giving you one chance. Someone is coming over there.”

“You don’t want anyone to see us talking, do you?”

Kitagami Yoru sets a cold expression and gestures toward a certain place for Eriri.

After that, he pretends not to know her and walks away.

Eriri stands frozen in place until Kitagami Yoru leaves. She then bends down to pick up her backpack.

Hugging it tightly, she bites her lip as she chases after Kitagami Yoru.

Outside Shuchiin Academy’s main gate.

Kitagami Yoru slows his pace and waits for Eriri to pass by before grumbling: “Eriri, what are you thinking?”

“I have something I want to ask you too!”

Eriri is stubborn and refuses to back down.

She’s not giving in!

“Come with me.”

Kitagami Yoru leaves one last word before turning toward Commercial Street.

He doesn’t glance back or care about Eriri’s reaction or actions.

He heads toward the park where he previously met Kasumigaoka Utaha.

“You stupid bastard, he must…?!”

Eriri felt a mix of regret and fear, but she wasn’t willing to give in to Kitagami Yoru’s demands.

It was a matter of principle.

Also a way to show strength and protect herself.

Originally, Eriri didn’t want to pay attention to the self-absorbed Kitagami Yoru. After walking about ten steps, she still hesitated to turn back because of her fear!

Generally, admitting mistakes is good, humility is rewarded, and stubbornness is dealt with strictly.

“He said he had no intention of mistreating me, even a dog wouldn’t believe that!”

Eriri recalled the night, Kitagami Yoru’s actions and words.

Her heart pounded as she accelerated a short distance away, then bit her lip and turned back.

The familiar small park was eerily quiet around them.

Kitagami Yoru waited for Eriri.

That expression made her almost want to tear into his flesh!

“Kneel down and apologize, apologize like a dog, choose one.”

Kitagami Yoru stood with his chest puffed out, opened his mouth slightly, and began reading Eriri’s mind.

How long has it been since clearing things up with Kasumigaoka Utaha?

Less than a week!

Daring to attack her and throwing her backpack at his head was one thing, but he kept getting bolder!

Worried about Eriri losing control, Kitagami Yoru thought it was necessary for Eriri to remember the pain and shame.

The more kind and lenient you are, the easier it is to make Eriri feel resistant!

“What are you saying?”

As soon as he opened his mouth, it was either talking like a dog or kneeling down. This spoiled, arrogant princess who’s used to getting her way from an early age.

Why would she agree when there’s no other option? She couldn’t resist!

“I can make you do it.”

Kitagami Yoru raised his eyebrows.

It was easier to go with the previous request than making Eriri kiss him.

“You’re dreaming if you think I’ll apologize and tell you that!”

Eriri opened her mouth angrily.

Kitagami Yoru wasn’t Kasumigaoka Utaha. They both had leverage over each other!

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