Heroine Regret 123
by TINY FAN FICTIONHeroine Regret 123
Edited by: Tiny Fan Fiction
What’s that?
“Sparing the sheep to patch the fence is too late.”
“I don’t want this, time to get up.”
Kitagami Yoru throws off the blanket and sits up, stretching a lazy yawn.
He stayed up until last night, and had some trouble sleeping. Yet, there’s no trace of it on his face.
“San-san’s sleep really smells good.”
Yawning lightly, Kitagami Yoru quietly gets out of bed, looking at San-san with a smile.
Finally, he feels a bit happy.
Brushing his teeth and washing his face, he spends about fifteen minutes doing stretches and warm-up exercises.
While bending over, he walks into the kitchen to prepare breakfast and lunch.
Oh no—
It’s too big, and it’s so bulky. It’s annoying.
As usual, just a bit earlier than usual.
Everything is ready; he’ll rest for a while before taking Kitagami Yoru and the backpack outside to sit on the balcony.
“Is Gabriel still asleep?”
He waited for nearly twenty minutes.
Just washed his head last night, with messy gold hair and heavy panda eyes, he steps out shivering.
Like a man in his late fiftys or early sixties, he seems like he could collapse if a sudden wind came.
“Gabriel, what time did you stay up last night?”
Kitagami Yoru isn’t surprised; he just wonders how late he actually stayed up.
This Gabriel—
“Good morning.”
“Kitagami….”
Gabriel’s current state, even not needing a bed or pillows.
If she doesn’t go to school today, she can sleep on the corridor.
After only an hour and a half of sleep, she has no choice but to carry her backpack.
“Now go to school and catch up on some sleep.”
Kitagami Yoru walks beside Gabriel, always paying attention to her.
“Won’t she suddenly die?”
“No no no, raven mouth.”
Gabriel half-closes his eyes, with only the word ‘sleep’ in his mind.
On the way, there’s no conversation at all.
He has walked this road countless times, but this time his legs feel weak as he arrives at the station.
“I’ll sleep a bit later; don’t forget to call me.”
Gabriel reminds her with one word.
“No problem.”
Kitagami Yoru turns around and looks back, feeling strange.
I feel like someone is watching me.
“It’s Kitagami Yoru and that blonde classmate……!”
Behind the automatic vending machine is Kitagami Yoru’s blind spot, so he didn’t see Eriri.
Last night, Eriri chose to spend the night at Izumi Sagiri’s place, hence she took the train.
“Sagiri! Sagiri, you really are your sister’s good younger sister.”
“What a lucky break!”
Every day, every second, Eriri longed for this sight.
Clear blue gemstone eyes saw Gabriel and Kitagami Yoru leaning very close together.
How close are they?
Their bodies were pressed tightly against each other, with Gabriel even resting her head closer to Kitagami Yoru’s.
Kitagami Yoru was also using both hands to carefully style Gabriel’s hair.
Could it be that this isn’t the kind of intimacy you’d see between couple-like siblings?
“Unless….”
“Hmm… Unless they’re close siblings or have a good relationship.”
“That idiot, Kitagami Yoru, how could he be related to the golden-haired classmate?”
Eriri quickly pulled open her backpack, took out her phone, and used the camera to record from behind.
Keep evidence.
She didn’t care about Kitagami Yoru and Gabriel’s real relationship.
Oh, come on, pets. Listen up, you little sneak. You two are so into it.
She didn’t want to know the truth.
“Ha ha, I’ve got some evidence here.”
After recording for about thirty seconds, the trolley announced the station broadcast, and Eriri put away her phone.
Let me ask you this: in a couple relationship, whether it’s one or the other, how happy would they be to see another girl being intimate with them?
The other person wouldn’t be too thrilled about it either.
Especially given how intimate their moment was.
“Next time, if I can get evidence of Kitagami Yoru being intimate with another girl, that would be good.”
“I wouldn’t use myself as bait.”
Eriri waited until Kitagami Yoru and Gabriel entered the car before she got on the next car herself.
Today, it seems her luck has come.
The seat was conveniently within Kitagami Yoru’s blind spot, so she couldn’t see him standing there.
“Sigh, I’ll expose you as a piece of garbage for your despicable actions. When the time comes…”
“Ugh, you’re such a twisted bastard. Go cry about it.”
Eriri quietly took out her phone to snap a photo.
Who would complain about having too little evidence?
As soon as Gabriel got in the car, she fell into Kitagami Yoru’s arms and slept peacefully.
With her cheek resting on his chest, Kitagami Yoru smiled softly, still gently brushing Gabriel’s hair with his hands.
Not a clue.
Everything was captured by Eriri in the shadows, preparing to expose him.
One minute later.
Eriri pulled out her phone, frustrated, first uploading all evidence to an encrypted cloud storage to confirm everything was in order.
She crossed her legs and enlarged the video as she played it back.
She has slightly myopic eyes and didn’t bring her contact lenses today.
Within five to six meters, things are clear enough. Beyond that, they become blurry.
“This… is really cute….”
“This golden-haired girl, won’t she be the one making Kitagami Yoru work overtime for a whole night….”
“Tired like this?”
Eriri’s slender fingers were zooming in on the highest quality setting of her iPhone 14, with nearly no loss in clarity.
Gabriel’s facial details were extremely clear and incredibly detailed.
Once upon a time, Eriri had merely glanced at Gabriel from afar.
“I’m… the same as you.”
“His taste, is it a golden-haired loli? Then I…. ugh…”
Eriri shivered. The severe punishment from Kitagami Yoru had already sunk deep into her bones.
“Sagiri’s birthday is still about a month away. Then, I’ll ask her to let me behead Kitagami Yoru and have the mud truck create her birthday wish.”
The view shifted from Gabriel in the phone screen to herself.
Eriri, feeling empathetic, began to tremble all over, with a vague pain spreading through her.
This situation is similar to the phenomenon known as phantom limb syndrome in medicine.
It occurs after amputation, where the brain cannot adapt to the absence of a limb and experiences pain reactions.
It’s like the old saying: “Once bitten by a snake, one fears井绳 for ten years.”
Eriri?
There is no missing limb.
But there’s something thin that has been lost.
Not long after,
They arrive at Commercial Street station.
Eriri lazily waits for Kitagami Yoru and Gabriel, quickly exiting the train with haste.
“Gabriel, it’s time to wake up…”
Kitagami Yoru gently pushed Gabriel’s shoulder.
“Sleeping so sweetly?”
Not long ago, half of Yoru/night had crawled into bed with me and stomped on my face with their feet.
“Umm… yea… Kitagami…”
Gabriel’s cute little mouth made a muffled, unclear sound, while her eyes remained closed.
The streetcar won’t stop for long.
After a short few seconds, Kitagami Yoru and Gabriel said a sentence, putting down the bicycle and walking out.
It was a lazybones thing.
“Gabriel, now going to School to borrow the early reading class can sleep about an hour.”
“You go first, go to School and sleep.”
“Unable to resist, officially attending classes please take a sick leave, go to the medical room to sleep.”
Kitagami Yoru proposed putting down Gabriel.
“Umm… umm…”
Fallen Angel just keeps nodding weakly and helplessly.
Luckily, Kitagami Yoru is a good person.
Leading Gabriel to Shuchiin Academy, they finally separated.
…….
Arriving at the Classroom, Kitagami Yoru yawned and entered through the back door.
The current fashion group continued their usual habits, surrounding Miura Yumiko with conversation.
“Today, Kitagami-san came a bit early, didn’t he?”
Yuigahama Yui’s line of sight stealthily shifted away, muttering to herself.
“Hm? Yui, what did you say?”
“Did I not hear correctly?”
Miura Yumiko was demonstrating something she’d done yesterday afternoon—her gel nails.
“Oh, nothing really. Yumiko’s gel nails are too long; won’t that violate school rules or something?”
Yuigahama Yui quickly waved her hands.
“Yui was looking at Kitagami-san, and Tobe was watching me…”
Ebina Hina steals a glance of complaint.
“Don’t worry, I’ll take care.”
Miura Yumiko waves dismissively.
Shuchiin Academy has extremely strict rules and regulations, more than many private or public high schools.
For example, school uniform requirements.
All are custom-made, and you can’t alter their length or shorten them.
“Is it good-looking? Hayato?”
When she receives a compliment from her good friend, Miura Yumiko turns to look at Hayama Hayato, asking eagerly.
“Of course, it’s good-looking.”
Hayama Hayato smiles faintly and responds with a standard reply that anyone would give.
“Then yesterday afternoon, I wanted to invite you to do nails with me. You didn’t go…”
“Maybe there are even better styles; you won’t help me choose?”
Miura Yumiko uses her new nail art to gather her golden hair.
It can be said that this is one of her signature habits and actions.
“Yumiko, I need to attend the club activity,” Hayama Hayato explains, then continues, “I’m going to the bathroom. Continue talking and I’ll be back later.”
He uses evasion as an excuse, leaving without so much as a glance behind.
Hayama Hayato’s behavior makes Miura Yumiko sigh deeply.
“Yumiko, that’s good.”
When Tobe Kakeru turns to see Hayama Hayato leaving, he quickly turns back and smiles at Miura Yumiko, then runs after him, shouting:
“Hayato, wait for me! I need to go to the bathroom too!”
To pursue Ebina Hina, he personally feels that Miura Yumiko’s help and attitude are very important.
Yamato and Ooka respond casually, then quickly follow to find Hayama Hayato.
Not even a few seconds, Miura Yumiko’s side— all empty.
If there is one, it’s just normal phone use for Kitagami Yoru.
“Kitagawa Marin, send me a message?”
“Reply or not?”
“Alright, let’s just send a message to Sakurajima-senpai and ask about that.”
Kitagami Yoru is tapping his phone steadily.
“Hm.”
Ebina Hina, keeping an eye on all directions, lightly nudges Yuigahama Yui.
“Hina, what are you doing?”
Yuigahama Yui jumps in surprise.
“Heh.”
Ebina Hina smiles and moves closer, nibbling her earlobe before whispering: “Kitagami-san is here, and I saw it all. You were leaving so close— didn’t you even say a word?”
“You see, Kitagami-san doesn’t know who she’s talking to, maybe she has a suitor.”
“Stop it, Hina. Don’t just blurt things out like that.”
Yuigahama Yui pulls Ebina Hina’s hand away and shakes her head firmly.
Miura Yumiko tilts her chin elegantly, her expression filled with suspicion as she watches the two friends.
She was thinking about Hayama Hayato’s departure, feeling a bit out of sorts without him around.
“You don’t ask, I will.”
Ebina Hina adjusts her glasses.
“What are you asking?”
Yuigahama Yui freezes, stepping to Kitagami Yoru’s side and politely tapping the table.
“Good morning, Kitagami-san.”
“Hmm, good morning.”
Pausing his current actions, Kitagami Yoru looks up to see Ebina Hina’s stunning face, overflowing with smiles.
His mood seems to shift, becoming happier somehow.
“I see you… What are you doing?”
Ebina Hina points at Kitagami Yoru’s phone.
“Nothing much.”
Kitagami Yoru lightly shakes his head.
“Hina wouldn’t be liking Kitagami Yoru, would she?”
“She hasn’t been ill lately and has been actively hitting on Kitagami Yoru several times……”
Miura Yumiko’s attention shifts from Hayama Hayato to Kitagami Yoru and Ebina Hina.
“Oh… You’re talking to your girlfriend, aren’t you?”
Ebina Hina raises one hand, holding it at nose level as she giggles.
“Yeah, how do you know?”
Kitagami Yoru laughs joyfully.
“Kitagami-san has a girlfriend? Hmm, really?!”
“He must have gotten married recently, though it doesn’t surprise me.”
Yuigahama Yui and Miura Yumiko simultaneously widen their eyes in curiosity.
Kitagami Yoru’s perfect side face fills his pupils.
No matter how many times you look, it never gets old.
He’s super watchable, super good-looking.
Recently, when Miura Yumiko is bored during class, she secretly looks at Kitagami Yoru to relax.
Who’s that?
Ebina Hina’s expression is one of shocking.
In a group of boys, this news isn’t second to Eriri, Kasumigaoka Utaha, or Yukinoshita Yukino having a relationship with a guy at the same time.
Why?
Because it’s the girls who like Kitagami Yoru, and they’re all talking about it nonstop, making it more contagious and fight-worthy.
“No way, I’ve never had a girlfriend.”
Kitagami Yoru forces a smile while covering his face with his hands.
“So you like men…?”
Before Ebina Hina can finish, Miura Yumiko kicks her lightly.
“Oh, good morning, Kitagami-san.”
Yuigahama Yui finally steps forward. The mouth that was once so smooth is now a bit clumsy.
“Good morning.”
Kitagami Yoru and Yuigahama Yui exchange polite nods, glance at their phones, and then sigh.
Oh…
No one likes themselves. That’s the truth.
Those love letters and confession notes don’t count.
The only one who might actually enjoy it is Fujiwara Chika, but she ends up messing things up.
“Oh.”
Yuigahama Yui has the words on her lips but nothing comes out. Her mind is blank, and she can’t form a single sentence.
“Yui, what do you think about my nail polish?”
“Forgot to put on shoes.”
Miura Yumiko casually said, saving Yuigahama Yui from an awkward situation.
“Cool, cool.”
Yuigahama Yui quickly looked away.
“I’ll go back to my seat first.”
With about ten more minutes before class, Ebina Hina decided to leave early.
To avoid Tobe Kakeru coming back.
Her delicate, slender feet adorned with new nail art, she hooked a pair of black cotton socks onto the slippers and stretched them out.
Then, Miura Yumiko pulled the sock down to remove it.
The polished, elongated bones of her feet matched perfectly with her gold-haired appearance; she was quite a catch.
Or simply by looking at her figure and body, one could roughly guess what her feet looked like.
“A bit orange-red, fiery red.”
“Is it attractive?”
Miura Yumiko lifted her head.
“I feel like it’s similar to…. like……”
Yuigahama Yui was thinking about it but couldn’t say.
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