Heroine Regret 137
by TINY FAN FICTIONHeroine Regret 137
Edited by: Tiny Fan Fiction
Gabriel’s fan
Why?
Because Eriri wants to act like a cold beauty in school and refuses to talk or hang out with any boys.
If anyone sees her walking around with Tomoya Aki, she’ll be super embarrassed.
If we change her to Kitagami Yoru, who’s good-looking and popular, she won’t have such worries.
Haha, that’s funny!
But this mixed-blood, cute lolita has such a conflicted heart inside.
“Tomoya is really… into his hobbies.”
Eriri watched Tomoya Aki’s expression and thought to herself:
This is a great chance to get close to Tomoya Aki.
But it’s this stuck-in-the-mud Tomoya Aki who brought it up in the first place.
Eriri was super excited at first, but then started doubting herself.
Let’s not talk about Kitagami Yoru for now. Kasumigaoka Utaha is like a mountain pressing down on Eriri.
“If Kasumigaoka Utaha sees me and Tomoya Aki together, even though she hasn’t explicitly said it…”
“…she’d definitely be mad.”
If only… if only…”
Eriri was thinking about Kasumigaoka Utaha and couldn’t give a definite answer to Tomoya Aki.
“Eriri, you don’t want to? You’re not willing?”
After waiting for the cute Eriri’s response, Tomoya Aki started sweating nervously.
“Okay, okay.”
Just go with your words then.
Eriri stood at the crossroads she had chosen.
Like when her parents fell into water, she could only save one, forcing her to choose which one.
Her mind was torn between the two.
“Hmmm…”
Tomoya Aki exhaled sharply.
“You’re really going to do this?”
“Tomoya, don’t get any crazy ideas.”
Eriri agreed but suppressed her fears for now.
“You can trust me, Eriri.”
Tomoya Aki relaxed, secretly vowing to protect Eriri from Kitagami Yoru.
“I’ll leave now.”
Eriri looked deeply at Tomoya Aki before leaving one final word behind.
Her pace was still slow.
It quickly accelerated, almost like a run.
Today’s performance by Tomoya Aki earned him Eriri’s approval, making her find him much more manageable.
“Not bad at all…Tomoya…”
After leaving, Eriri let a faint smile linger on her lips as she headed to the Teaching Building.
During the shoe change.
Muttering a curse towards Kitagami Yoru, she starts talking about his bad qualities.
“Kitagami Yoru, you really shouldn’t have any other ideas.”
“Thinking I’m just some brain-damaged female lead in the notebook, getting bullied and brainwashed non-stop makes me like him?”
“I actually like Tomoya… it’s comfortable… gross…..”
“Seeing someone I don’t like, especially Kitagami Yoru, makes me feel so disgusted. How could I ever feel comfortable?”
Dragging her feet, Eriri puts on her shoes and walks towards the stairs without looking up.
Taking a step forward.
The poor Golden Retriever, Eriri collides with Kitagami Yoru’s broad chest despite her small stature.
It doesn’t hurt.
However, it causes her to lose balance and sit down hard on the ground.
“You….”
As Eriri lifts her head, she instinctively opens her mouth, looking at the person who knocked her down.
And that’s it.
Kitagami Yoru stands calmly in front of her, giving her a faint look.
Those small eyes, like looking at a small dog displayed on the shelf in the pet store.
Any difference?
None whatsoever.
“What are you doing?”
Eriri quickly scrambles up and shakes off the dust to confront him.
“It was you who knocked me over, wasn’t it?”
“Eriri, remember to keep your distance. Otherwise, you’ll just end up thinking about me again….”
Kitagami Yoru didn’t seem upset; he responded to Eriri with a calm reply.
Time is being pushed back by half a year.
Not so long ago, Kitagami Yoru was just an overweight, repulsive man with a timid personality—a genuinely unpleasant sight.
Don’t mention Eriri’s noble lineage and how beloved she is.
Even ordinary high school girls outside would look down on him.
“Ugh, your expression really gets me fired up!”
Eriri’s eyes were wide with dissatisfaction, like blue gemstones.
Kitagami Yoru didn’t say anything and turned to leave upstairs.
Eriri’s courage was growing stronger, and her attitude toward him was becoming more confrontational.
In response, Kitagami Yoru showed no concern; he was even more at ease.
A nagging little golden retriever wouldn’t make a sound.
He entered through the back door of the classroom.
Today’s first period.
It was Hiratsuka Shizuka’s Japanese class.
“Good morning, Kitagami-san.”
He sat down, and Ebina Hina smiled and greeted Kitagami Yoru first.
“Good morning.”
Kitagami Yoru nodded slightly, showing a bit of coldness.
“It seems like today’s getting pretty late, huh, Kitagami-san.”
Yuigahama Yui looked over at Ebina Hina, seeming to lay the groundwork for a new best friend before daring to approach her crush.
“It’s getting late, and it’s been pretty cold lately.”
Kitagami Yoru set down his backpack and turned to look at Yuigahama Yui.
He felt a bit awkward inside.
He wanted to call out for his mom to refer to her as “sister.”
It was crucial; after all, Kitagami Yoru was younger than Yuigahama Yui.
“Umm… that is…”
Upon receiving a response from Kitagami Yoru, Yuigahama Yui smiled happily but couldn’t say anything else.
She suddenly realized she couldn’t find a common topic with Kitagami Yoru.
That was important.
With nothing to talk about, it was incredibly awkward.
Yuigahama Yui held her breath for a while but couldn’t say anything.
She didn’t know what to say.
The new assignment from the Service Club, regarding Kawasaki Saki’s matters…
Kitagami Yoru didn’t know either.
“Ugh… this is so annoying.”
Soon, the bell for morning lessons rang, and Yuigahama Yui returned to her seat.
During lesson time, occasional teachers might pass by on patrol, but generally, it’s quite safe.
Kitagami Yoru pulled out his phone, sent a message to Fujiwara Chika, and stretched lazily.
“Kitagami Yoru, can you close the window a bit?”
Miura Yumiko was wearing summer clothes, and this morning’s breeze made her feel a little cold.
“Yes.”
Kitagami Yoru turned to look at today’s Miura Yumiko and closed the window slightly, leaving a small gap.
“It’s really boring….”
Miura Yumiko was busy with her own things.
Her academic performance in class was average, with little variation.
She didn’t have much desire to strive for good grades either.
“What’s the point?”
Fujiwara Chika, as the Student Council secretary, openly skipped reading during class to use her phone and reply to her boyfriend’s message.
She must make sure to discipline herself properly to maintain order.
“Chika-chan, you suddenly stopped talking to me last night.”
“I didn’t sleep at all last night; I’m so heartbroken.”
Kitagami Yoru had a faint, almost smile on his face as he quickly typed a response to Fujiwara Chika.
The real situation was that he slept like a log last night.
But if he didn’t say so, how could he deceive Fujiwara Chika and make her even happier?
“It’s not funny; you shouldn’t lie to me.”
Fujiwara Chika looked around at her classmates, feeling guilty as she placed her phone flat in her drawer.
A hand holds a book, pretending to look at it with an air of pretense, while the other hand types on the keyboard, replying to Kitagami Yoru.
For most people, early reading and using a phone are everyday, mundane things.
Even small things don’t count as much.
Yet, Fujiwara Chika, burdened with responsibilities as Fujiwara, experiences it differently.
A stimulating emotion spreads out from her core……
“I want to talk about serious matters. What do you think?”
Kitagami Yoru thought, letting out a small sigh.
Why doesn’t Fujiwara Chika confront it directly?
“Oh…”
Her response isn’t evasive; she’s unsure how to answer Kitagami Yoru.
The family rules weigh heavily on her, like a mountain.
High school romance is absolutely forbidden at home.
Fujiwara is one of the most prestigious noble surnames in Japan, known for its old-fashioned and honorable traditions.
Even as a girl, Fujiwara Chika feels constrained by numerous rules.
Kitagami Yoru hasn’t explicitly said it, but he’s barely managed to articulate it.
But Fujiwara Chika isn’t naive.
“Interactions……”
In her deepest thoughts, Fujiwara Chika would be more than willing.
“Close.”
Kitagami Yoru waits for a response, sending a “close” instead.
Let’s attach a cute emoji.
“Close… close.”
Fujiwara Chika responds similarly.
“Chika, we’ve both had our kissing moments. What do you think our relationship is like?”
Kitagami Yoru smirks and continues to ask.
Just go straight for the jugular.
Corner Fujiwara Chika so she can’t escape.
“What… is the relationship?”
Fujiwara Chika’s face flushes slightly, and she almost laughs out loud.
But…
She keeps her lips pressed tightly, looks around nervously, and taps at the keyboard without pressing send.
Ten seconds… thirty seconds… a full minute…
It’s like an eternity for Kitagami Yoru.
“Chika… she’s still considering it, worried?”
“It’s probably shyness……”
Kitagami Yoru is fidgeting impatiently.
“Important matters should be discussed face-to-face. Do you have time this Saturday?”
Fujiwara Chika finally replies to the message.
“Saturday?”
Yoru Kitagami stands there in shock.
Strange.
Today, the two days of the weekend were instantly filled by the early morning meeting. Lucky!
“I’ll spend the afternoon with Sakurajima-senpai on Friday and check out Gabriel in the morning on Saturday. No problem, I’m fine to leave…..”
“Still have time, right?”
After a moment’s thought, Yoru Kitagami confidently replies to Chika Fujiwara.
“We can meet on Saturday afternoon or evening.”
“No problem, you little devil wolf!”
With an angry yellow bean expression, Chika Fujiwara looks up.
Glancing around to ensure no one is paying attention, she sends an angry yellow bean expression to end the conversation.
“See you later.”
Yoru Kitagami smiles and replies.
The early reading was only half done.
With a tenfold return on investment boost, Yoru Kitagami doesn’t need much review.
Daily attendance in class and reading textbooks is sufficient.
Scrolling through LINE friends, pausing at Eriri’s message.
“I’m going to send a message to Eriri. He’ll be scared, won’t he?”
“This little golden retriever came crashing into me this morning.”
Yoru Kitagami thinks, but doesn’t choose to send the message.
Well, it’s fine not to pay attention or provoke Eriri.
Continuing to scroll down.
The friends list is empty; hardly anyone is there.
“Kasumigaoka Utaha…..Yesterday, she almost forced me into committing a crime.”
“Ugh, that stench of her black socks and smelly feet is unbearable.”
In the end, Kitagami Yoru received his phone and started reading.
…….
It’s as if Kitagami Yoru and Kasumigaoka Utaha have some sort of psychological connection.
A black, straight sleeping girl is wearing a loose sleep dress. She’s lying in a soft bed, her fair, delicate skin glistening with cold sweat, soaking her body-hugging sleepwear.
No doubt about it.
Around nine o’clock.
The school day is almost over.
Today, Kasumigaoka Utaha took a half-day off to rest properly.
No need for just a half-day. As a good student like her, even taking a week off wouldn’t be a problem with the teachers.
As the saying goes, what you think about during the day, you dream about at night.
In the seductive sleep, she sees herself and instructs Kitagami Yoru to take her to an adult hotel.
The other person laughs, saying finally getting her, while also insulting her about smelly feet.
Flipping over, Kasumigaoka Utaha’s eyebrows slightly tremble. Her small hand instinctively grasps the thin blanket….
It was just a dream!
Yet her body reacts in a way that mirrors the dream.
The cold, haughty beauty of her face is tightly knit together, with her small foot held in Kitagami Yoru’s mouth as she sleeps.
Everything feels so real….
Well, Kasumigaoka Utaha has never experienced it firsthand.
Then she woke up!
“Huh? What?”
Upon opening her eyes for the first time, her adapted to darkness, but the bright light made it difficult. She gasped heavily as Kasumigaoka Utaha quickly closed them again.
She flipped over and buried her head in the black sheets before slowly opening her eyes.
A pair of wine-red eyes, filled with confusion and distress….
“Hm? What?”
Kasumigaoka Utaha let out an unconscious sound from her mouth, clearly still asleep.
She clung to the dream as if it were real!
How much she longed for Kitagami Yoru….
“That was a dream?!”
As Kasumigaoka Utaha gradually recovered, she immediately pulled back the covers.
Her eyes were exposed to the harsh light again, and she quickly squinted them shut for comfort.
Squinting her eyes, she looked around the room.
“This isn’t my own house, is it?”
“The dream was too real….”
She gasped in surprise and quickly had Matsushita come over to push her back onto the bed.
Looking at the ceiling, she recalled her blessings with gratitude.
Should I go see a psychologist?
With an helpless arm wrapped around her head, Kasumigaoka Utaha let herself feel empty.
Not really, she had obsessive disorder, and that’s why she became a stalker.
She was certain, and the facts confirmed it too.
Someone was stalking her.
What she needed was anxiety treatment, with some medication to help ease her mood….
She had been staring blankly for a long time before she finally struggled to rise, massaging the stiff muscles in her back.
“That dream… it really shouldn’t have happened.”
Bare legs emerged from under the covers as Kasumigaoka Utaha flipped over and sat on the edge of the bed, letting out a yawn before slipping into her slippers.
The dream wasn’t just the one Kitagami Yoru forced her to upload to the cloud.
There was another one.
It could be considered completely independent, or perhaps it’s the same dream but on a different timeline.
The first dream involved Tomoya Aki and Eriri spending all their time together.
She had gone to confront Tomoya Aki about it, but…
Without any intention of expecting otherwise, Tomoya Aki immediately chose Eriri, apologizing to her for…
The second dream started with her finishing school and Kitagami Yoru approaching her while she was upset.
Then….
“Damn it, what weird, disgusting dream was that? I can’t even remember…”.
Kasumigaoka Utaha sat on the toilet and pounded her temples hard.
The dream is fragmented, and strange things happen that don’t make sense.
Right now, Kasumigaoka Utaha can’t remember everything, or maybe it’s that dream without the middle part.
Later, she had Kitagami Yoru take her to an adult hotel….
“Ugh… That’s annoying!”
The tissue in her hand is crumpled tightly by Kasumigaoka Utaha as she mutters angrily.
She sees herself having Kitagami Yoru take her to the hotel, with all the details clear and realistic, almost like it actually happened in reality.
What kind of dream is this?!
“All fake… All lies…”
Her chest heaves as Kasumigaoka Utaha grinds her teeth, thinking to herself.
She’s been trying hard to push away those strange thoughts in her mind, but it’s not working at all.
The worst part is…
Now, Kasumigaoka Utaha remembers it with a flush face and wants to slap herself silly.
“It’s strange….”
“In the dream, I was clearly threatened and forced. Yet, in my dream, I didn’t feel much anger or frustration.”
“Still… Still…”
“Ugh… It still feels good?”
Kasumigaoka Utaha closes her eyes, a shiver running down her spine as she lets out a small gasp.
After washing, she comes out having essentially taken a bath.
“I’ll go buy some medicine later.”
As she combs her wet hair, the dream feels so real, with the warm water washing away everything temporarily.
Kasumigaoka Utaha opened the fridge and pounded her slightly flushed cheek.
She calmed down and detached from last night’s dream.
But then she thought of…
Last night, she went crazy.
She sat on Kitagami Yoru’s stomach, unwilling to leave.
She also used her heel to gently slap Kitagami Yoru’s face and repeatedly stamp on it with her heel.
“Aaaaaa!”
Now that she thinks about it, Kasumigaoka Utaha regrets wishing she could hit something hard like tofu to death.
“I’m absolutely crazy…”
“Psychosis, and interacting with that guy Kitagami Yoru…”
“Almost letting him…”
“It’s all his fault, scaring me and making me have such nightmares…”
Frantically shaking her head and expressing her frustration, Kasumigaoka Utaha forced herself to eat breakfast while anxious.
It was difficult even for her to drink milk, as her stomach kept rejecting it.
It was hard to bear.
After eating a little, she decided not to eat anymore, as Kasumigaoka Utaha’s white feet with blue nail polish fit into her slippers.
Dragging her tired body back to bed.
She continued sleeping…
While wearing Hiratsuka Shizuka’s Japanese textbook, Kitagami Yoru had no idea what was going on, only to be suddenly hit by Kasumigaoka Utaha with a big pot on her head.
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