Heroine Regret 116
by TINY FAN FICTIONHeroine Regret 116
Edited by: Tiny Fan Fiction
Fujiwara Chika knocks on the door.
“Sorry, you won’t even apologize to me?”
Hearing Eriri’s fierce calls from beside him, Kitagami Yoru remains completely unfazed.
“Yeah, go dream about it!”
Eriri’s lips tighten, revealing fangs with a threatening glare in her eyes.
At the mention of this, Kitagami Yoru shows no reaction; instead, he starts laughing.
His expression is calm, like an ancient pond, faintly gazing at Eriri.
Realizing his intentions, Eriri gathers her courage and dares to glower at Kitagami Yoru.
“You still claim you have no malicious intentions towards me!”
“Back then…”
“He even made me kiss him, revealing his disgusting inner self!”
They maintain this stance for several seconds.
Eriri begins to feel tired and overwhelmed.
Because Kitagami Yoru simply gazes at her without reacting, she gets the feeling things are about to take a bad turn.
“You…what exactly do you plan to do?”
Kitagami Yoru doesn’t respond; instead, he makes Eriri even more afraid and anxious.
“What do I want to do?”
“Hah!”
This confrontation ends with Eriri surrendering first, after which Kitagami Yoru finally speaks up.
How adorable Eriri is…
“Why are you laughing…”
A thought occurs to Eriri about escaping here, and her legs tense up, ready to run at a moment’s notice.
She’s prepared to make a break for it.
“Eriri, do you think you can get away?”
Kitagami Yoru reads her mind, clearly sensing her emotions and thoughts.
“Who…who said I was planning to run?”
Eriri’s expression changes slightly.
Why does Kitagami Yoru know she wants to escape?
“Am I that unaware of you?”
“Your expressions have already given you away.”
Kitagami Yoru rolls his eyes, clearly not going to admit to Eriri about his ability to read minds.
“Stop turning my words into something intimate between us, you disgusting creature!”
Eriri spits.
“Enough of your nonsense. I wasn’t even planning to pay attention to you.”
“You threw your backpack at me and then had the audacity to apologize like a dog. Don’t make me laugh.”
Kitagami Yoru looks up at the sky.
It’s almost night, and winter is coming sooner than expected.
It’s still before five thirty.
The sun has nearly set completely.
“I’m leaving. Lazy thing, you can keep me waiting.”
Eriri glares at him with a hopeful sliver of doubt in her heart, believing Kitagami Yoru won’t dare to continue tormenting her.
“You dare walk away? Don’t make me treat you badly!”
“Now, I just need you to apologize.”
Kitagami Yoru won’t let Eriri go easily.
Just as Eriri turned around, she heard this and turned back, with a look of hatred and regret suppressed to the extreme.
She’s on the verge of exploding!
“No way! I’d never apologize even if I die!”
The words came out from her throat. Eriri turned forcefully and began walking away.
It seems she means business.
She walked steadily, determined not to look back, leaving without so much as a glance.
“Serious?”
Kitagami Yoru uses all her strength to sense Eriri’s inner thoughts.
She closed her eyes!
“Damn it! I should kill him! He dared to bully me…”
“He didn’t come after me, he shouldn’t have grabbed me here… the street is too empty.”
“I must stay strong and leave quickly without delay.”
Eriri’s thoughts and emotions are clearly revealed in Kitagami Yoru’s mind.
“She’s tough, but also scared of me.”
Kitagami Yoru smiled coldly, looking far off at the rapidly approaching Eriri.
The golden twin tails swayed with her body movements.
In the next second,
Kitagami Yoru took large steps and began running towards Eriri.
Just as Eriri reached the school gates of Shuchiin Academy, Kitagami Yoru successfully cut her off.
“Eriri, are you trying to make me half night go home with you?”
She leaned close to Eriri’s ear and spoke coldly,
“My dad is at home!”
“I’m going to tell my dad that you bully me!”
Eriri tensed her body, tightly gripping the straps of her backpack as she turned back.
At the sound of her words, Kitagami Yoru immediately jumped in surprise.
Eriri had taken something wrong.
She was really going to do it—push comes to shove.
But seeing Eriri’s cute expression, she realized this was just her pretending.
Eriri would never show that angry expression.
“I have evidence of you making dog noises and calling your dad.”
“You forgot?”
Kitagami Yoru continued walking, staying on the side as she followed Eriri.
“Damn crazy girl!”
Her movements suddenly stopped. The most terrifying thing happened—she was about to be exposed.
At this moment, Commercial Street was nearly empty of people.
She scanned Eriri with a daring look in her eyes, Kitagami Yoru grew bolder.
This stupid lolita with oil and salt stuck on her attitude was really frustrating.
“Slam!”
Sternly, Kitagami Yoru flipped up his palm and slammed it against his shoulder with a fierce motion.
Despite her delicate figure, she had the kind of build that could be blown over by a strong breeze.
In reality, Eriri’s figure was quite well-proportioned.
“Ah!”
Eriri winced as she drew in a sharp breath and let out a barely audible scream.
She continued to hop up, instinctively covering her butt with both hands before turning around.
“This time I’ll go ahead and hit you. Next time, don’t come looking for trouble if you know what’s good for you!”
Kitagami Yoru maintained a nonchalant expression while dramatically waving his arms about, as if he were putting on an exaggerated performance:
“Oh, and by the way, I need to get home.”
“The computer is set to auto-publish at a specific time. If you forget or can’t cancel it by then, some things might end up being published.”
A loud cry.
Eriri’s face, which had been twisted in anger, suddenly flashed with a burst of white light.
“Get moving! Cancel it!”
She followed up with a desperate shout.
“Ha-ha-ha—-“
In response to this reaction from Eriri, Kitagami Yoru let out a loud, hearty laugh and seemed to relax completely.
“You’re pulling my leg?”
Eriri hesitated for a moment before uncertainly opening her mouth.
“Yeah, it seems like Eriri-chan’s reputation far exceeds what I imagined.”
Kitagami Yoru twisted his neck with a grand gesture of acceptance.
“No, you mustn’t address me so familiarly!”
Eriri scowled and continued her departure.
This time, Kitagami Yoru didn’t pursue Eriri but instead watched her leave with a calm demeanor.
Hmm.
Eriri was truly adorable.
I hope she doesn’t bother him too much; otherwise, it might be hard to resist.
Back home.
The sky had started to darken slightly.
Kitagami Yoru prepared a hearty dinner for himself and noticed that his coat was missing while washing clothes.
So he decided to search the house thoroughly, digging up every inch of the place.
“Where’s my coat?”
Standing in the closet area with built-in walls, Kitagami Yoru looked puzzled as he recalled.
For a moment, he didn’t think to go visit Fujiwara Chika. With a set of clean clothes in hand, he proceeded to the bathroom for his bath.
Finally, relaxing in the tub with warm water, Kitagami Yoru remembered the incident involving alcohol.
“Was that at Chika’s house?”
Upon realizing this, Kitagami Yoru ended his bath, changed into clean clothes, and sent a message to Fujiwara Chika.
In this day and age, almost everyone has their phones on them.
Fujiwara Chika, who wasn’t allowed to play video games according to family rules, was no exception.
The special ringtone set by Kitagami Yoru for her phone triggered when it rang. Fujiwara Chika quickly unlocked the phone to check the message.
“Is that from my brother-in-law?”
Fujiwara Moeha noticed this and walked over curiously.
“None of your business.”
Fujiwara Chika thump-thumped and turned on her phone, then looked up and glanced at Fujiwara Moeha.
But well,
She didn’t intentionally avoid her little sister to come check.
“Of course.”
Her own sister’s lifelong matter—would Fujiwara Moeha not mind it at all?
Three steps become two, she walks behind Fujiwara Chika and tiptoes, curious.
“Is that a note to Kitagami-san?”
“Sister, you’re too reserved. That night—”
Fujiwara Moeha mutters quietly in her heart, recalling the events of Friday night.
Kissing until the sky turned dark!
“I don’t want anything.”
Fujiwara Chika presses the home button to lock the screen, not wanting Fujiwara Moeha to see.
She leaves a final message and rushes off.
Her expression is somewhat excited, though she seems content.
Back in her room, Fujiwara Chika locks the door to prevent Fujiwara Moeha from bothering her.
“I’ll send it back now.”
“Haha, maybe I wasn’t paying attention then—your coat is missing.”
Her hands tremble as she types out two lines, which she sends before taking a deep breath.
She sits at the makeup table, with various bottles and containers filled with cosmetics and high-end skincare products.
“What should I put on?”
Fujiwara Chika sets her phone aside as she begins to ponder.
“Now? It’s almost nightfall—why bother you run around for something trivial?”
Kitagami Yoru receives the message and thinks, Fujuwara Chika sure is kind.
He has to go out of his way to return her coat.
Because following the usual process, either he’d go to her house himself or ask Fujiwara Chika to bring it tomorrow.
Little does she know—
Fujiwara Chika likes him and wants to see him, which is why she’s being so hospitable.
Letting the family elders be the apex of Japanese national authority and a super-rich second-generation princess, Fujiwara Chika serves only one person in the world—Kitagami Yoru.
“It’s fine, really. I’ll send your coat over, and then we can—”
She types out her words: “go out for dinner together, heh.”
“I made dinner at home—can you stay?”
“Stay here and have dinner with me?”
Kitagami Yoru doesn’t overthink it.
Why would a girl call him to give back an unimportant coat and invite him out for dinner, making it seem like she likes him? No one in his right mind would think that.
The vast difference in their statuses means Kitagami Yoru doesn’t even consider the possibility.
“Sure, sure. I’ll be there in an hour.”
Fujiwara Chika smiles happily, checking her face in the mirror.
She’s almost perfect—flawless and unblemished.
But as she prepares to meet the person she likes, a young girl naturally wants to present her best side.
“What should I wear?”
The decision on the makeup was not made, Fujiwara Chika untied the black ribbon from her bangs and started getting dressed.
On the other side,
Kitagami Yoru replied with a smile, putting away her phone and going to the kitchen.
She opened the fridge, picked out a bag of frozen chicken wings and a package of raw oysters, planning to make two more dishes.
After about half an hour at home, Fujiwara Chika changed into a white mini skirt and grabbed a brown bag before leaving.
At home, only Fujiwara Moeha was present.
Before leaving, she asked Fujiwara Moeha to handle something if her parents might come back late.
They are all government officials and high-ranking, so how can they stay home every day?
Having an expert’s ID that goes out twice a week is pretty good for a hospital.
“Will you be back tonight?”
Fujiwara Moeha sent Fujiwara Chika off at the door.
“Of course I will.”
Fujiwara Chika nodded in agreement.
“Remember to take precautions, sister.”
Fujiwara Moeha waved dismissively.
At the door, Fujiwara Chika suddenly turned around, looked back in surprise, and said with wide eyes: “Moeha, you’re talking nonsense. What….”
“Precautions… it’s just that I’m only friends with Kitagami-san!”
“Friends… don’t you understand?”
As she continued to speak, Fujiwara Moeha felt her own words were increasingly insincere, and her voice grew smaller.
“Sister, trust me. If your parents ask, I’ll tell them you went to visit Kaguya.”
Fujiwara Moeha blinked her eyes and smiled playfully.
“Cut it out already?”
That night, she should have been at home, right?
“I’m leaving.”
Fujiwara Chika slapped her face and adjusted her expression before turning to leave.
She ran all the way to the bus station, feeling the time was too tight.
She knew she needed to wash up before the next one.
After a long day, she was dirty and worried about cleanliness.
Stuck in her commitment for an hour, Fujiwara Chika knocked on Kitagami Yoru’s door after five or six minutes.
This was her first time coming over.
In the evening, alone, she came to her favorite apartment of a male roommate!
She couldn’t help but think it through.
She waited for a moment.
When she heard the sound of the door opening, Fujiwara Chika smiled and spoke up.
“You went the wrong way; it’s next door.”
Gabriel popped out a small head, showing slight curiosity about Fujiwara Chika.
Who are you?
She felt she recognized him but hadn’t seen him before?
Tense Fujiwara Chika realized she had walked into the wrong door.
“Oh, is that right?”
Sorry, really sorry.
The faint smile suddenly stops and turns into awkwardness as she frantically waves her hands.
“Hmm.”
Gabriel casually responds and closes the door.
She takes a step aside, while Fujiwara Chika extends her hand to knock on the door, tense as she starts deep breathing.
While waiting for Kitagami Yoru to come and open the door, she recalls the Gabriel she just saw and instinctively looks toward the side door.
“That golden-haired girl, do you know Kitagami-san?”
“Is she living nearby?”
The sixth sense of a girl vaguely reminds Fujiwara Chika that something is off.
“Clack-clack—”
When she pushes open the door, the sound interrupts her thoughts.
“Come in, bother you to bring clothes over for me,” Kitagami Yoru says upon seeing Fujiwara Chika.
“No problem, I don’t have anything to do anyway.”
Fujiwara Chika suddenly becomes tense, looking at the handsome object of her affection, and hands over the jacket she has.
Lives alone in an apartment.
One man and one woman.
Mutual feelings.
Sharing dinner……
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