Heroine Regret 127
by TINY FAN FICTIONHeroine Regret 127
Edited by: Tiny Fan Fiction
And Tomoya Aki argue with Kasumigaoka, who is fat and old.
“Oh, what a pity about that little golden retriever.”
Kitagami Yoru, who was smiling faintly at the direction of Eriri, closed his mouth.
“You’re such an asshole, Kitagami Yoru. You’re driving me crazy.”
“And then you intentionally come to insult me like that?”
“Damn it all!”
Eriri pressed her cherry lips, holding back her words.
Because she had secretly taken photos of Kitagami Yoru and Gabriel being intimate, and was excitedly talking about it with Yukinoshita Yukino.
Now, she throws all that aside.
She’s angry beyond reason.
The unaware members of the Art Club keep coming forward to speak their own bad words.
“Hey?”
“Do you know that so-called stubborn little golden retriever is actually me?”
Eriri really wants to retort back loudly.
But then, she feels something’s not right.
What strange thoughts?
I am Sawamura Spencer Eriri, not a cute little golden retriever.
“What owner? What kind of dog do you have? It must be that Kitagami-san didn’t teach well.”
Eriri shakes her head firmly, taunting him back.
“Not really. My cat has been taken care of well by me, never sick, black and fat.”
“Full of energy, caring, and obedient—it’s the golden retriever’s fault.”
Keep your posture, look at Eriri.
“Who knows? Just stay quiet and start drawing.”
“Time is pressing, the task is heavy.”
Eriri, glared by Kitagami Yoru, remains speechless, with her mouth agape, unable to refute.
So be it, use your authority to quiet everyone down.
The scene is creation, requiring focus.
Fortunately, Eriri still manages to maintain her concentration, being a procrastinator by nature.
Often, because of poor focus, she ends up dragging the deadline.
Having Kitagami Yoru beside her fills Eriri’s mind with anger and resentment.
Holding a brush, she slaps it against the drawing board in frustration.
It’s just a face with a rough outline.
Kitagami Yoru’s face.
More frustrating!
“Draw, draw…!”
“What are you drawing…? It’s driving me crazy!”
Eriri slightly puffs her cheeks, grinding her shoes against the floor to vent her frustration.
“Don’t get angry at him; he gets happier the angrier you get.”
“You shouldn’t provoke him; it’s dangerous.”
“Well… you can do it, Eriri.”
Eriri mutters to herself repeatedly, trying to encourage herself.
Get your spirits up and paint!
“Hm?”
Kasumigaoka Yoru notices Eriri’s eyes gradually brightening, feeling a bit curious.
Surprisingly, the current beloved eldest lady has gathered some information and started acting against him.
Foolish.
On this side, Eriri was thinking about her enemy Kitagami Yoru, thinking about him every night and hating him every night.
Even when seeing the beloved childhood sweetheart Tomoya Aki, he doesn’t feel as excited as before.
Tomoya Aki is also thinking about Eriri, whether to say something or not.
These two still have a bit of tacit understanding.
Third grade, under the Teaching Building.
Tomoya Aki stands by the tree below the walkway, holding his phone with an anxious expression as he replies to messages.
“Utaha-senpai, people are leaving soon.”
“Are you not coming down yet?”
The message on LINE shows it’s been read but not replied.
“It’s already two minutes. Utaha-senpai, are you still not coming down?”
Checking the phone time and glancing around.
It’s almost 20 minutes past school dismissal, but Kasumigaoka Utaha is still not coming down.
At least, respond faster.
Normally, Tomoya Aki wouldn’t be this anxious.
But today, after hearing about Eriri and Kitagami Yoru’s rumors, he went around asking a few people and learned the details.
He can’t sit still anymore!
Earlier, I saw Eriri and Kitagami Yoru walking together.
When faced with herself, Eriri’s behavior and reactions had a strange quality that was hard to put into words.
Just by asking around…
Yeah!
Kitagami Yoru became a model for the Art Club without knowing why.
Tomoya Aki’s connections aren’t that extensive, so I don’t know how long she was a model.
But I do know that Kitagami Yoru was modeling for Eriri!
From the moment I found out about these details, Tomoya Aki’s mind became unsettled and super afraid of his beloved childhood friend, making him tell Kitagami Yoru to take a bath.
And that’s it.
Who made Kitagami Yoru so handsome and popular?
“Kitagami Yoru is definitely in love with Eriri, infatuated with her, and wants to pursue her…”
“Hmm… hmmm.”
His thoughts drifted away as Tomoya Aki gave a strange, foolish smile, and no one knew what was going on inside that expression.
But because of this, Eriri would always feel a little uneasy and unable to relax.
It’s like when your girlfriend says she wants to go to her ex-classmates’ reunion, and they’re drinking together with both boys and girls. With half of night drinking and a mix of men and women…
With most of them being male, who wouldn’t feel at ease?
Most people would agree with that.
“I’ll come down now.”
After sending the message for three or four minutes, Kasumigaoka Utaha finally replied.
Seeing this message, Tomoya Aki let out a breath of relief and turned towards the Club Complex Building.
Eriri is still in the Art Club, right?
“That Kitagami Yoru, I need to talk it out with Eriri properly.”
“Let Eriri know about his cunning plans and which ‘seven…青七’?”
“Spread the rumors and go bother Eriri—completely unforgivable.”
Tomoya Aki’s ugly desire to control is growing wildly in his heart.
Why is it ugly?
Everyone has some form of control, but he knows Eriri likes him.
His proactive attempts at whispering and fawning over her, then pretending not to know— truly despicable.
Even if you open a harem, it’s still possible.
Anyway, someone will help him.
Thinking like that, Tomoya Aki originally planned to go find Eriri right after class to talk.
But by the last lesson, he waits until ten minutes before the bell.
Kasumigaoka Utaha sends two messages asking him to come to her.
After hesitating for a moment, Tomoya Aki decides to come here, and once he arrives, it’s twenty minutes— or even more.
“Uh… I don’t really know how Eriri is doing?”
“Utaha-senpai isn’t coming out yet. Is the teacher dragging it out?”
“No way, value students rarely drag it out.”
Tomoya Aki turns back toward the Teaching Building, but no one is coming down.
He then simply turns away. Out of sight, out of mind.
A few seconds later, Kasumigaoka Utaha puts on her black leather shoes and comes out, looking a bit annoyed.
If I had known earlier not to wear these shoes today, it would have been better. It’s so stuffy and sweaty after PE class, and then I have to soak in them.
“Ugh….”
“Ryuu-senpai?”
Kasumigaoka Utaha lifted her gaze from the shoes, noticing Tomoya Aki at that moment and smiling slightly.
As we agreed earlier, let’s hold off on anything until Tomoya Aki approaches her.
Every night, she can’t sleep because of the stalkerazzi, risking a nervous breakdown any day now.
Kasumigaoka Utaha is also afraid, so……
In summary, what kind of goddess?
All of them are just garbage.
Just low-quality stuff.
This Kasumigaoka, with her endless black-colored thigh-high socks, flaunting her body and posing as a cold, noble figure, is nothing more than that!
She ran lightly all the way, slowing down just a few meters away. Kasumigaoka Utaha hesitated before stopping.
She wanted to suddenly appear behind Tomoya Aki and greet him.
Little did she expect to hear what came next.
“Utaha-senpai, are you not coming down yet? I’ve been waiting for a while now….”
“Ugh…. She could have just said she needs to do the cleaning. Then I’ll go find Eriri and maybe get back late.”
“I don’t know what she wants from me, so I have to wait for Eriri to finish their art club activity. Hopefully, it won’t delay things further or make me too busy…..”
Pushing her black-framed glasses up, Tomoya Aki spoke with a faintly complaining tone.
It’s not that he doesn’t want to wait for Kasumigaoka Utaha.
But Eriri’s side is more important…….
Originally talking with Eriri, I could have waited for Kasumigaoka Utaha, but now it’s so complicated.
Why doesn’t Tomoya Aki ever complain or grumble?
“Is everything okay on Eriri’s side?”
Frustrated, he completely fails to notice the beautiful black-legged woman behind him. His face is frozen in a daze.
Foolish, stiff, regretting not getting drunk with jealousy….
Grabbing his hair, Tomoya Aki won’t even glance back.
“Hmph.”
Taking a deep breath, Kasumigaoka Utaha’s chest rises and falls as she coolly retreats.
Her footsteps are so light, almost nonexistent.
Maintaining this stance, she retreats back to the shoe cabinet in the Teaching Building.
“So you’re saying Eriri is okay?”
“Rin, you’ve really let me down……”
Kneeling on the ground, Kasumigaoka Utaha doesn’t want to stay with Tomoya Aki anymore. She just wants peace and quiet.
“Wasn’t it supposed to be soon?”
Tomoya Aki has been counting the time, and when he checks his phone, he lets out a mournful sound.
“If Utaha-senpai has something urgent, Eriri might not make it today.”
With this thought in mind, Tomoya Aki sends a message to urge her.
“Sis, are you still up there?”
“I have something urgent to do. Nevermind….”
Adding a recent yellow bean smile—used for complaining or scolding—Kasumigaoka Utaha taps to send the message.
“Is that all?”
Tomoya Aki is stunned, grabbing his hair forcefully and letting it fall down. His words get stuck in his throat.
He stands there for a moment before quickly typing out a response.
“Well, Utaha-senpai, so you’re here to ask me something, right?”
“Ding-dong….”
On the other side, Kasumigaoka Utaha is completely uninterested in Tomoya Aki’s message. But in this age where phones are never out of reach,
The phone buzzes, and everyone automatically pulls it out to check.
Including Kasumigaoka Utaha.
“Come with me home.”
Kasumigaoka Utaha, holding onto her last hope, replies with a hopeful tone, holding her phone in the palm of her chest.
“Just… just for this?”
Tomoya Aki sees this message and almost jumps out of his skin.
Can’t he go home?
He doesn’t say, but he’s worried about delaying his visit to Eriri.
“Utaha-senpai, you can totally go home on your own. Why are you asking me?”
Tomoya Aki then thinks maybe Kasumigaoka Utaha is unwell.
Maybe she’s having her period or running a fever.
With the recent cold weather, it’s easy to catch a cold or flu, and news says the flu is starting to spread.
“That’s some crazy stuff.”
Kasumigaoka Utaha responds with a sigh.
It’s temporary.
Tomoya Aki just tripped over a tree while looking frustrated and decided to stop typing.
Use voice.
“Utaha-senpai, your paranoia about being stalked is just your imagination!”
“It’s because you had Kitagami Yoru steal his weight and wear silk stockings, casting psychological shadows and adding pressure, making you feel this way.”
“What does the doctor say? How will taking pills affect you? How?”
Tomoya Aki grew increasingly anxious with each word he spoke, finally shouting loud enough to sound like a yell.
Between his relationship with Kasumigaoka Utaha and his growing resentment toward it.
Even an idiot could pick up the meaning.
“Ethics guy, really? It’s true that someone is stalking me, hiding in crowds!”
“Really, why don’t you believe me?”
Kasumigaoka Utaha also replied via voice message, her tone trembling with anger.
“I trust the doctor.”
“Utaha-senpai, you’re always saying someone is stalking you. Your sixth sense must be as sharp as a superhero’s, yet you still can’t find anyone?”
“Even after so many attempts, you haven’t found anything?”
“Not even a single suspect?”
“No leads at all? Isn’t that madness? Utaha-senpai?!”
Tomoya Aki stood under the tree, shouting back.
The voice message lasted for over a minute before being sent.
When sending, a server processing prompt popped up.
Kasumigaoka Utaha turned on her phone’s microphone and was listening.
She frowned, wondering if she had truly made a mistake.
She chose to believe her instincts despite the anger and pain of hearing Tomoya Aki’s outburst.
“Kasumigaoka-sensei, you don’t believe me?”
The moment she finished listening, Kasumigaoka Utaha pressed the voice key to record like a human fleeing in panic during an earthquake.
Tension was palpable and almost unbearable!
She sent a questioning message.
“Why, Kasumigaoka-sensei doesn’t believe me? Still not supporting me?”
“He wasn’t like that before, Eriri… Every day’s Eriri…..”
“Eriri is the real culprit behind stealing my underwear and being fat. That kind of person……”
Regardless of Tomoya Aki’s actions, Kasumigaoka Utaha’s nose was getting red.
Her beautiful crimson eyes were slightly bloodshot with a look of defeat.
She needed strong comfort.
Tomoya Aki was forcefully taking deep breaths to calm his voice and the anger rising inside, clutching his hair tightly.
He was in deep thought!
How could he convince Kasumigaoka Utaha?
His hair was pulled out several times as Tomoya Aki struggled to remember.
The first time, when Kasumigaoka Utaha was diagnosed in the hospital.
Tomoya Aki found a case online.
A patient with anxiety disorder, functional nervous system disorders, and mysterious leg pain.
They visited top-tier hospitals across the country—neurology, internal medicine, hematology, orthopedics, dermatology…
After countless hospitals and experts, they still couldn’t find the cause.
She needed strong comfort.
Finally, diagnosed by a psychiatrist as having mental illness.
Hey, what do you think?
Open some pills and take it for a month!
The human body is truly amazing.
However, Kasumigaoka Utaha’s guess is the most common mental illness that even normal people can figure out.
Yet, those with mental illnesses don’t believe they have one and think they’re completely fine and have no issues.
A lightbulb moment—Tomoya Aki uses a browser to search for keywords related to it.
On the first page, he finds this news article.
He lets out a breath of relief and directly forwards it to Kasumigaoka Utaha.
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