Heroine Regret 131
by TINY FAN FICTIONHeroine Regret 131
Edited by: Tiny Fan Fiction
How can you prove you’re a virgin?
“I won’t threaten you.”
Next, Kitagami Yoru adds a line.
Otherwise, Kasumigaoka Utaha will consider him a psychopath.
“By the way, I haven’t been secretly called names by her.”
Muttering to himself, Kitagami Yoru quietly waits for a response.
“You invaded my privacy?”
Kasumigaoka Utaha widens her eyes, breathing heavily.
“When I found the phone, I didn’t think to check your privacy.”
“Looking at the photos was to figure out the owner’s appearance. At first, I didn’t realize it was your phone.”
Kitagami Yoru explains while holding San-san and walking towards the kitchen.
“Alright, where is your family address?”
Kasumigaoka Utaha feels tired. She really doesn’t want to move.
Kitagami Yoru opens a small cabinet and takes out a cat food can, revealing the family address.
“Wait for me. I’ll go now.”
Kasumigaoka Utaha picks up her shoes and quickly puts them on.
“I’ll wait for you.”
“Also… please, when you go out, help me buy some fresh fruits and lunch from a convenience store.”
“Fresh ones.”
Kitagami Yoru nods and says.
At this point, he’s too lazy to cook himself.
“Okay… that works.”
The phone falls into Kitagami Yoru’s hand. As long as there aren’t too many demands, Kasumigaoka Utaha can agree.
Disconnected the phone.
Kasumigaoka Utaha tightly grips her backup phone, her tone carrying a faint complaint and frustration: “I’m not refusing to pay compensation or gratitude; I have to go there myself.”
“This Kitagami Yoru, the late-night one, even made me help with lunch.”
“Is that really the plan?”
After putting on her shoes and slinging a small bag over her shoulder, Kasumigaoka Utaha looks back at the empty house.
The loneliness fills her fragile inner self.
She turns off the lights, locks the door, and leaves.
Choosing to go to Kitagami Yoru’s house in the evening to retrieve her phone, Kasumigaoka Utaha has given it careful consideration.
Japan’s safety is generally manageable.
But over the past few months, she’s been harassed and stalked by some crazy person.
This has made Kasumigaoka Utaha extremely reluctant to go out and feel very unsafe.
Especially at night, when you can’t see a thing.
The fear comes from the unknown.
And it’s still cold outside.
She wouldn’t go out unnecessarily; she absolutely won’t leave the house alone.
Without her phone, Kasumigaoka Utaha feels this is something she must do, muttering complaints to herself as she walks:
“My phone and the photos…”
“Oh…..”
“Why didn’t I delete that photo back then?”
Imagine this.
If your phone got lost and a friend found it, would you go to your friend’s house right away to get it back, or wait until tomorrow to go to school?
Under the night sky, Kasumigaoka Utaha pulled up her coat because she was cold.
She walked into the Convenience Store next to the station and picked up a shopping basket.
“He didn’t say what he wanted to buy?”
“Just pick it up. I won’t have to pay for it, will I?”
Kasumigaoka Utaha had no intention of picking anything. She filled her shopping basket in no time based on her taste and taste.
After paying, she carried a big bag and went to catch the train.
She dismissed a boy who came to chat with her in the same compartment and started browsing her phone out of boredom.
After a few minutes, she turned off the phone in frustration and put her hand on her forehead and began to worry.
That damn sexy photo.
Kitagami Yoru saw it.
She was not afraid of the threat Kitagami Yoru mentioned.
Sexy is sexy.
But she was not conservative at all.
Have you seen it on the beach?
It was that level of exposure.
At best, it was cosplay R16 level.
It was OK.
“It can’t threaten me, but if it gets published, it will make me sick to death.”
Thinking of this, Kasumigaoka Utaha began to feel lucky that Kitagami Yoru would not do this.
If it were someone else, another boy, he might secretly lick the screen in bed.
Or, he might share it with his friends to show off and discuss it with a lewd look.
Don’t make it for forty minutes.
Kasumigaoka Utaha arrives at the final location and calls Kitagami Yoru.
“I’m here. Send me a location message.”
Not long after, Kitagami Yoru sends a text with his location.
“Does San-san want to eat?”
After sending successfully, Kitagami Yoru, seemingly hungry, leans against the back of San-san and asks.
“Umm…”
“It’s been a while since I washed.”
“He lives in an Apartment?”
“That day at the flower shop, right?”
Following the location information, Kasumigaoka Utaha uses a flashlight to light up the residential area and heads toward the apartments.
Kitagami Yoru lives in an Apartment?
Not long after.
He stops in front of a building, Kasumigaoka Utaha looks around the area with a sense of unease.
After double-checking the door number, she lightly knocks on the door.
“Ah, here we go….”
Kitagami Yoru, holding San-san, quickly walks over.
His growling stomach echoes with hunger.
The moment the door opens, Kasumigaoka Utaha in her Academy uniform appears before him.
“Hey, I bought a lot of bento boxes and fruits.”
She drops the shopping bag she’s holding, not wanting any physical contact with Kitagami Yoru.
“That many? How much does it cost?”
With one hand holding San-san and the other opening the door.
She notices Kitagami Yoru is holding San-san.
A soft, round black ball of a cat.
“Mew mew… mew….”
Why would a cat have bad intentions?
San-san only knows that every time someone comes over, it has about a 50% chance of getting the cat food reward.
Through scent, it’s not Yuki Yoshino, but San-san knows flattery is accurate enough.
“No need, where’s my phone?”
Seeing such a considerate person as Kitagami Yoru, Kasumigaoka Utaha feels a bit better and stretches out her hand to ask politely.
“I don’t want to owe you any favors.”
Kitagami Yoru raises the empty hand holding the shopping bag.
“Ten thousand would be enough, right? My phone is all fine, I think.”
Kasumigaoka Utaha isn’t sure and asks a bit hesitantly.
“Wait a minute.”
Kitagami Yoru turns around and walks away.
Leaving San-san and the shopping bag in the living room, he quickly goes into the bedroom.
He takes out a ten-thousand-yen bill from his wallet and heads out with his phone.
San-san disappears instantly.
At the door, Kasumigaoka Utaha’s laughter echoes.
“Your name really suits you.”
“It’s so heavy, it’s no wonder they call you ‘mountain.'”
“Still just a little tabby? Who did you learn bad habits from?”
Kitagami Yoru had barely taken a step forward when San-san darted out and jumped into Kasumigaoka Utaha’s arms.
Using her head, she vigorously rubs against the other person’s chest to flirt.
My delusion got me a second can of cat food.
“San-san is the kanji for ‘three,’ and I picked it up on Wednesday at three p.m.”
“So we named her San-san, then….”
Kitagami Yoru walked to the door, staring coldly at Kasumigaoka Utaha.
“Then she’s a mother cat. Do you think she learned bad habits from someone?”
“There are those sensual photos in my phone, huh-huh….”
As he spoke, Kitagami Yoru’s gaze swept over Kasumigaoka Utaha’s entire body.
“Why are you asking about the selfies on my phone?”
“You’re the one who invaded my privacy, you weirdo!”
Kasumigaoka Utaha snatched back her phone and scowled while holding San-san.
“Did you look through my private photos?”
“I didn’t mean to. You’re the one who forced me to check your luggage.”
Kitagami Yoru looked up, his eyes locked in a intense gaze with Kasumigaoka Utaha’s.
Still joking?
Taking a sensual photo to please yourself?
Laughing?
If that’s true, Kitagami Yoru would be willing to kneel down and become Kasumigaoka Utaha’s dog.
It’s clear…
It must be for that…. secret boyfriend of hers, Ethics-kun or something.
Yoru has always subconsciously believed that Kasumigaoka Utaha revealed her secrets to someone a long time ago.
“Do you think such things have any meaning?”
“And you shouldn’t have saved my photos, using some of them secretly….”
Kasumigaoka Utaha raised her eyebrows, her tone filled with quiet disdain, deliberately revealing it for Kitagami Yoru’s benefit.
“You don’t seem interested in that mug.”
Kitagami Yoru coldly snorted.
Hearing such words, he got really angry.
Every day, she gets so worked up about it.
“So you’re saying that no one else loves her except herself?”
The tension was palpable, almost like a powder keg ready to explode.
Sometimes, even married couples can argue over trivial things and end up destroying their family.
Don’t mention the famous “difficult couple.”
They can fight over something as simple as a look.
“You? You’re saying I’m what?”
She had once been scolded by Kitagami Yoru, but back then, Kasumigaoka Utaha didn’t understand the word’s meaning.
Later, she looked it up online.
It really got her going for a whole day.
The word and “援交妹” are on completely different levels when it comes to describing harm against women.
“So you’re saying that she just walks around all day in black tights?”
Kitagami Yoru leaned against the door as he responded.
“Do you even understand what ‘freedom of clothing’ means?”
Kasumigaoka Utaha gave her a blank stare, clearly annoyed, before speaking.
“San-san still gives it to me.”
Kitagami Yoru pointed toward San-san.
“Still for you? You’re so petty and narrow-minded.”
With a face like that, Kasumigaoka Utaha let go of San-san with a light squat.
“Hmph….”
The San-san who wants to go back to the beginning, is suddenly picked up by Kitagami Yoru.
Holding a solidly rounded object with one hand and using the other to close the door.
But Kasumigaoka Utaha sticks her foot out to block him.
“Any more business?”
Kitagami Yoru is gripping the doorknob.
“Apologize to me.”
Kasumigaoka Utaha refuses to back down.
“Are you angry? Because I called you a ‘burnt cup’?”
Kitagami Yoru laughs softly.
“You’re still asking?”
Kasumigaoka Utaha glaring furiously.
“Did you call me a ‘psycho’?”
Kitagami Yoru shakes his head and asks back.
“I’m stating facts. You’re the perfect example of a ‘psycho,’ so are you not?”
After that, Kasumigaoka Utaha looks disgusted and adds, “A psycho who likes feet.”
Like many normal girls, her thoughts are straightforward.
Feet aren’t really clean, are they?
If you didn’t know that Kitagami Yoru is a foot-obsessed psycho, then stepping on him would be a great reward.
Kasumigaoka Utaha is more than happy to humiliate and retaliate against Kitagami Yoru in this way.
“If I say I like breasts, am I still a psycho?”
“They’re all parts of the human body. What’s the difference?”
Kitagami Yoru just wants to close the door now.
“Yes!”
Decisively returning to Kasumigaoka Utaha, she crosses her arms and exclaims:
“If you grovel before me, I’ll be happy to let you lick my feet.”
“No way.”
“Joking aside.”
Kitagami Yoru smirks playfully, clearly not paying attention to the foolish woman in front of him.
“Kitagami Yoru, I’m already in a bad mood today. Why are you intentionally trying to provoke me?”
Her moves aren’t very skillful, so Kasumigaoka Utaha doesn’t hold much hope of achieving her goal of embarrassing Kitagami Yoru.
“Mood bad? Did you argue with your boyfriend?”
Kitagami Yoru asks casually.
“I don’t have a boyfriend.”
Kasumigaoka Utaha is taken aback.
“So your impressive figure is all natural, without any enhancements?”
“What’s the difference between you telling me that and you saying you’re a virgin?”
Kitagami Yoru smirks.
“Huh?”
“So you’re just jealous of my good looks?”
“Don’t talk with your mouth full.”
Kasumigaoka Utaha laughs mockingly, shaking her head.
“You’re really a virgin?”
Kitagami Yoru notices the girl’s reaction and looks slightly confused.
Could it be that he’s been misunderstanding everything all along?
Who exactly is this Ethics-kun?
What is the relationship between Kasumigaoka Utaha and Eriri?
“Yes.”
Kasumigaoka Utaha says confidently, raising her head with a smug expression.
“No, I still don’t believe you unless you prove it to me.”
Kitagami Yoru is taken aback and mostly believes what Kasumigaoka Utaha says.
It’s not possible to bend.
Surprising.
If you develop it well…
Tsk tsk.
I can’t imagine.
Kasumigaoka Utaha narrows her eyebrows, barely holding back from rushing in to punch Kitagami Yoru.
Because Tomoya Aki is already fed up, and now Kitagami Yoru comes again.
“What did I do on my last life that was so terrible?”
“Gah….”
She takes a long breath, forcing a thin smile as she pulls back her right foot from the closed door.
Exhausted in spirit, it’s not in her to go on and scold Kitagami Yoru back.
“Goodbye.”
Kitagami Yoru smiles and waves goodbye, closing the door.
“Wait…”
Kasumigaoka Utaha this time blocks the door with her hand to prevent it from closing.
“I’ll give you one, and I’ll take a taxi home.”
“Eat while waiting for the car.”
“Okay.”
Short and clear response. Kitagami Yoru went back to get a lunch box, chopsticks, and a bottle of drink.
To bring it back to Kasumigaoka Utaha.
“Is that enough? Do you need anything else?”
Kitagami Yoru’s expression didn’t change as he leaned against the door.
“It’s really cold outside, I want to go in and eat.”
Kasumigaoka Utaha took the lunch box and drink while saying casually,
“No, I don’t like you coming into my house.”
After hesitating a bit, Kitagami Yoru refused.
“I didn’t really want to come in either. Do you think I’m comfortable with you?”
“Oh, no… not at all.”
“For someone like you, who’s so weird, I am actually very comfortable, you know? Because I’m just a fan who likes to grovel and worship.”
Kasumigaoka Utaha didn’t take it lying down and fired back.
He had no idea about his current self; it was starting to confuse him.
Despite his anger towards Tomoya Aki, he still liked Tomoya Aki. It was all over the place, and he couldn’t help but project his feelings onto Kitagami Yoru.
…..
The words hung in the air.
At the apartment door, a silence fell.
“Kasumigaoka Utaha, are you sick?”
“I feel like something’s off about you. You seem different from usual. Have you been stressed or something?”
Kitagami Yoru quickly composed himself and looked on with curiosity.
In an instant,
Kasumigaoka Utaha’s eyes narrowed slightly.
Correct.
Kitagami Yoru said that correctly.
She was heavily stimulated this afternoon.
She even went as far as to delete Tomoya Aki’s contact information.
“I guess I was right.”
Kitagami Yoru’s expression changes, always under careful observation by her.
“Well, yes, you figured it out.”
Kasumigaoka Utaha hesitates and asks with a nod.
“What you say sounds strange to me.”
“Initially, I thought you were intentionally targeting me because our relationship was already bad.”
“Then I realized you were just venting on me.”
Kitagami Yoru shrugs casually.
Under the night sky.
Kasumigaoka Utaha looks deeply at Kitagami Yoru, shaking her head for a long time.
“Alright, I admit it. I was emotional because of Private Marseille (Private Marseille), my inner thoughts.”
“As for my business, it’s none of your concern.”
“Hmm….”
Kitagami Yoru is surprised by this, and Kasumigaoka Utaha apologizes for something he never expected.
However, he isn’t Kasumigaoka Utaha.
“You don’t know the joy of fish unless you’re a fish.”
“The girl next door is my friend from last year. I can help you call her to open the door and give you a place to rest until your car comes.”
Kitagami Yoru smiles politely.
“A classmate?”
Surprised a bit, she finally decided to refuse.
“I’m sorry for disturbing you last night. What’s your relationship with him?”
“Do I need to worry about that?”
“It’s fine, I’ll lock the door.”
Bored, Kitagami Yoru kept tugging at the crack in the door.
Why is this door so difficult?
“I’m double-checking about my photos again?”
Kasumigaoka Utaha lightly nodded but still wasn’t sure.
“I didn’t save them, I didn’t use them for imagination, and I didn’t send them to anyone.”
Kitagami Yoru sighed in exasperation as he closed the door.
Just as he was about to close it completely, Kasumigaoka Utaha remembered her bento was cold and apologized, interrupting: “Could you warm it up for me?”
The person’s expression matched that of a wronged maiden. With a huff, she took the bento and turned to go inside.
It must be the difference in price between the bento box and the fruits.
That bento box costs 100,000 yen.
Kasumigaoka Utaha definitely didn’t want to be bothered, so she understated the amount.
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