Heroine Regret 140
by TINY FAN FICTIONHeroine Regret 140
Edited by: Tiny Fan Fiction
Casually observing Kasumigaoka, who looks like an old man.
“Really?”
Miura Yumiko asks the question, but she doesn’t seem to have much doubt. She turns and moves closer to Kitagami Yoru.
No matter what, this is during class time.
Miura Yumiko isn’t bold enough to make big movements, like standing up from her chair and walking away.
She tilts her butt toward Kitagami Yoru, causing the chair to tilt at an easy-to-trip angle.
“Not a problem.”
Kitagami Yoru smiles and leans his head toward Miura Yumiko.
“Maybe Ebina Hina doesn’t like someone.”
Without revealing the truth about Ebina Hina, Kitagami Yoru is a man of his word.
If he doesn’t say it, then he won’t say it at all.
“What?”
The words Miura Yumiko says are familiar and recognizable to Kitagami Yoru.
But why can’t he understand them?
A curious frown, pulling back a bit to avoid collision, as Miura Yumiko continues her questioning.
“I’ve already told you. You figure it out.”
Kitagami Yoru shrugs casually, passing the blame without hesitation.
“Oh? You’re joking with me?”
“What are you doing?”
Miura Yumiko’s beautiful emerald eyes once again reveal a look familiar to Kitagami Yoru.
With a look of disdain that said, “What are you looking at? You revolting little man,” Yumiko Miura glared directly at Kitagami Yoru.
His expression was one of betrayal and disappointment.
Her excessive focus on Kitagami Yoru made her forget that she was about to lose her balance.
The force in her legs gave way, and she lost control, toppling over.
Suddenly, Yumiko Miura stumbled toward Kitagami Yoru.
In the chaos, Kitagami Yoru became her only savior, but he was too late to react.
She frantically stretched out her hand toward him, and they both fell together.
“Thump-thump… thump-thump…”
A series of loud, grating noises echoed through the normally quiet classroom.
At that moment, all the students in the classroom were drawn to look.
Peering from the window, with desks and chairs blocking the view, only a vague outline was visible.
Both Kitagami Yoru and Yumiko Miura had fallen to the ground, and even Kitagami Yoru’s desk had been overturned in the chaos.
“Why did that happen?”
“Are you okay?”
“What about Miura-san and Kitagami-san?”
A chorus of exclamations filled the classroom.
“Oh, that hurts…”
Kitagami Yoru gently pushed aside Miura Yumiko, who was lying on top of him.
His poor arms…
“Sigh…”
Miura Yumiko climbed back and forced herself to stand up from the floor.
Unfortunate luck, but both were unharmed.
All flesh and blood struggles.
“Yumiko, are you okay?”
Hayama Hayato stared intently at the situation, his eyes wide open.
Could Kitagami Yoru end up with Miura Yumiko?
Impossible!
It’s not uncommon to fall, but what is strange is how they ended up together.
“Hayato, I’m fine.”
When her knee hit the floor, Miura Yumiko winced in pain and pushed herself back up.
Next to her, Kitagami Yoru quickly picked up the desk along with his bag.
“Still okay…”
The most valuable item, other than the phone, remained untouched.
Meanwhile, Kitagami Yoru noticed the classmates staring at him and Miura Yumiko with curious glances.
“How come it’s Yumiko again?”
Not needing to respond, Kitagami Yoru sneakily glanced at his golden-haired queen by the desk.
He picked up the chair and sat down.
The lesson was almost over.
Dozens of eyes followed him as he looked back.
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“Kitagami Yoru, you okay?”
Miura Yumiko feels a bit awkward before finally opening her mouth to ask about Kitagami Yoru’s condition.
“Other than the pain, there’s nothing else.”
Kitagami Yoru forces a bitter smile and avoids looking at Miura Yumiko.
“Hmm, so you’re the one who called me here, mocking me.”
“And then you made me come over.”
After confirming that Kitagami Yoru is unharmed, Miura Yumiko starts listing Kitagami Yoru’s faults.
“Wow, so it was you tricking me first, otherwise I would have fallen?”
“Pervert!”
Staring at Kitagami Yoru, Miura Yumiko gets more confident and starts attacking him with her words.
Finally, a “pervert” slips out of her mouth.
“I mean, you’re really something. Are you asking me to help you get off?”
Kitagami Yoru is speechless and rolls his eyes as he shuts Miura Yumiko up with one word.
“Who would want to help you?”
“Are you trying to get yourself killed?”
In an instant, Miura Yumiko’s fierce gaze pierces through Kitagami Yoru.
From the outside, their argument seems like playful teasing between lovers, but it’s actually just banter.
Unless…
How did Kitagami Yoru end up rolling into a pile of men with Miura Yumiko two minutes ago?
“I can’t help but say, Miura Yumiko’s current status isn’t all that impressive.”
After the morning reading class, Kitagami Yoru raised his hand in a sincerely insincere apology.
She stopped after that.
The morning hours flew by quickly.
Kitagami Yoru and Kato Megumi made plans to have lunch together.
Since I can’t spend the weekend with Kato Megumi, let’s make up for it with lunch.
In the afternoon, there was PE class.
After that, Kitagami Yoru cleaned up his things and left for the art club.
“Kawasaki-san.”
On the first floor, he changed into indoor shoes and saw a familiar figure calling out to him.
“It’s you, my lord.”
Kawasaki Saki’s greeting piqued Kitagami Yoru’s curiosity.
“My lord? I don’t understand what you mean.”
Kitagami Yoru opened the shoe cabinet, a pile of letters and envelopes spilled out.
“You’re quite popular.”
Kawasaki Saki slipped on her shoes, swung her bag behind her, and sauntered out with an air of nonchalance.
“Hmph… The bar business is getting worse and worse.”
“The weather’s gotten colder, and I’m worried about my productivity. Should I switch jobs?”
She mulled it over as she walked, her steps feeling unusually light. She hoped today wouldn’t bring any trouble from Yukinoshita Yukino or Yuigahama Yui.
“Those two are strange…”
I don’t understand why she works here and is late.
How can you say that they have nothing to do with Yukinoshita Yukino and Yuigahama Yui?
“It’s all about being true to yourself, like those so-called ‘daughters of a noble family.’ I don’t care what they think.”
Kitagami Yoru doesn’t know anything about this.
Even if he did, he would stand by Kawasaki Saki without hesitation and support her.
After working as a model for two hours,
the art club activity has ended.
Eriri cleaned up the items early and was the first to leave the classroom.
“Is this little golden retriever scared of me?”
Kitagami Yoru followed Eriri’s departing figure with his gaze.
He doesn’t have much in common with other art club members.
Stuck in the crowd, Kitagami Yoru remains cold and takes the train home alone.
A well-worn pink Honda Accord is parked nearby, separated by a partition.
“Is this Mafuyu Kirisu’s car?”
“I just saw it today.”
Kitagami Yoru circled around the Honda Accord, checking for anyone nearby. He stared intently at the tires.
Should I try putting a pin or something on it?
This guy is so irresponsible, treating his students like this.
It’s just so frustrating, one day he’s here, the next he’s gone.
This idea didn’t lead to anything, and ultimately Kitagami Yoru didn’t put it into action.
Returning home, in the hallway, he encounters a girl with the same hair color as Mafuyu Kirisu.
How old is Kitagami Yoru-chan?
“Huh?”
At the moment she turns the corner, Miharu Kirisu stumbles upon a stunningly handsome young man, and instinctively makes a sound.
The sound attracts Kitagami Yoru, who looks up.
In one glance, he nearly mistakes her for someone else.
Then, their eyes meet.
His nerves suddenly settle as he recognizes the girl with the same hair color and facial features.
It’s not Mafuyu Kirisu.
“Oh… um… hello.”
They stare at each other, and Kitagami Yoru feels a bit awkward before greeting her.
“Hello there, first time meeting.”
Miharu Kirisu recovers from her initial surprise, excitedly gazing at Kitagami Yoru as if she’s discovered a treasure.
Her gaze is direct and unapologetic.
She’s just a young girl; she must be in middle school.
Kitagami Yoru doesn’t take offense, responding politely with a smile while thinking to himself: “She looks so much like Mafuyu Kirisu that I’d bet she’s her younger sister.”
“My name is Miharu Kirisu. What’s your name?”
Just as Kitagami Yoru begins to wonder, Miharu Kirisu asks, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.
“Wow, really? There are such handsome people in the world.”
I’m really excited… It’s amazing!
A girl is in the throes of her youth, detached from the immaturity of this age, and is very curious about boys.
Moreover, there’s no good guidance at home.
As the older sister, Mafuyu Kirisu knows nothing about boys and girls. Who can teach these two sisters?
… (laughs)
“My name is Kitagami Yoru.”
Kitagami Yoru realizes that the girl before him is Mafuyu Kirisu’s younger sister.
“Is she thirteen? Just entered high school?”
Comparing her to Fujiwara Chika’s sister, Fujiwara Moeha, or Shirogane Kei, it seems like she’s a bit younger.
Miharu Kirisu looks at Kitagami Yoru’s school uniform and confirms with a smile.
It feels like the energy coming from Miharu Kirisu is that of a slightly younger girl.
“Hi, hi, are you living here?”
Miharu Kirisu looks at Kitagami Yoru’s Shuchiin Academy uniform and asks with curiosity.
“Definitely.”
Kitagami Yoru nods slightly, having nothing to do with his sister and niece.
He can be very kind towards a young girl.
“Still a student at Shuchiin Academy?”
Miharu Kirisu decides not to leave after all.
Kitagami Yoru nods, looking at Miharu Kirisu with some confusion, wondering what she’s about to say.
“My sister also lives on the third floor. Did you mistake me for my sister when you saw her?”
A hint of childishness still lingered in Kirisu Michi’s smile as she showed a row of perfectly white teeth.
“It was just for an instant, wasn’t it? Your older sister is my teacher.”
Kitagami Yoru didn’t hide anything and had no feelings towards Kirisu Michi either.
She’s too young.
It’s not the same kind of freshness as Eriri’s.
Like a game mom, not a real mom.
“Hmm….”
Kirisu Michi had something to do, so she let out a contented sigh and waved goodbye to Kitagami Yoru:
“So… goodbye!”
“Mm-hmm.”
Kitagami Yoru nodded faintly, not holding the minor incident against her.
After they separated.
A girl of Kirisu Michi’s age has a mind that’s hard to read and understand.
She cheerfully walked away towards the station, maybe sharing with her good friends about meeting a handsome guy.
Back home.
Kitagami Yoru still had lunchbox dinners, and Kasumigaoka Utaha’s was quite substantial.
He’ll need to finish off the last portion for breakfast tomorrow.
After finishing her homework, she glanced at the calendar.
“Tomorrow is Friday.”
“With a major exam coming up in about a week and a half from now, I just need to buckle down and see how things are progressing.”
Will scare Yukinoshita, Hiratsuka Sensei?
Delightful premonitions for a while, Kitagami Yoru opens notes and textbooks.
Up to now.
In the eyes of others, he is still a loser.
Dusk falls.
“Hm…”
“Hm…”
Kitagami Yoru braces his hands on the yoga mat, gritting his teeth as he desperately endures the burning pain from muscle tears after completing his final push-up.
These few days, despite unavoidable incidents, have affected Kitagami Yoru’s training plan.
Gain muscle!
Delayed for a few days, the impact is not too significant.
The early stages of fitness training are sufficient with just your own body; no equipment is needed.
Different push-up positions can work various muscle groups.
The core and lower back can be worked with planks and bear twists.
Legs that need to be trained require sufficient deep squats.
“First, train with just your own strength for about a month and then buy simple equipment based on progress.”
Kneeling on the yoga mat, Kitagami Yoru’s face is dripping with sweat.
After resting for about ten minutes, his pores have closed, so he goes to the shower to wash himself.
“Getting thinner, it”s getting bigger…”
It was really tough on Eriri, suffering, and not wanting her to think of killing me…
In her mind, the image naturally appeared—a cute and lovely loli Eriri, while Kitagami Yoru shivered.
Her back felt cold.
Terrifying.
A disgusting fat pig was suffocating the delicate Eriri, making it seem too intense even in comparison!
Even now, considering his current state…
Just looking at their physical forms, the difference between Eriri (155 cm) and her is quite significant.
Friday.
Today, the temperature unusually warmed up again.
The ambient temperature felt pleasant.
Kitagami Yoru wasn’t wearing a coat and was walking with Gabriel to the station.
“Gabriel, how did you two become acquainted?”
While walking on the street, Kitagami Yoru continued discussing this topic.
“In the game’s world hall, there was a broadcast recruiting for the same team.”
“They stayed up all night adding each other as friends and then teamed up the next day to play.”
Gabriel looked at Kitagami Yoru and said…
She didn’t want to waste Kitagami Yoru’s time; she really wasn’t dangerous!
“Over time, it becomes familiar, turning into a gaming friend.”
Pausing for a moment, Gabriel added another point.
“Or remind me on Saturday, or come knock on my door.”
Where are we supposed to meet?
If it’s all right, I’ll head out.
Kitagami Yoru and Fujiwara Chika have a date.
These days, just send a message over.
Fujiwara Chika seems to be avoiding him, so annoying!
But not worried about an accident.
“Shuichi, the statue of Omiya’s loyal dog.”
When Gabriel first came to Japan, she had Kitagami Yoru take Shuichi to play.
“She brought it up?”
Kitagami Yoru guesses.
“Yeah, this is a pretty common meeting spot, isn’t it?”
Gabriel picks up her backpack and moves to the other side.
“Hmm, yeah, we could go shopping at Shuichi 101 building.”
Kitagami Yoru nods in response.
They reach the entrance of Shuchiin Academy and part ways with Gabriel, each heading to their respective classrooms.
Fridays always seem to drag on so slowly.
After school.
Kasumigaoka Utaha goes to the second floor of the library and picks an interesting biography, sitting quietly flipping through it in a corner.
The high-ranking flowers at school attract quite a few students’ gazes.
People come and go…
Today is Friday, the library is pretty quiet.
Not many people are left on the second floor.
“Eriri’s club meeting will end in half an hour. I’ve already set my alarm.”
Muttering to himself, Tomoya Aki arrives at the library as usual to do homework or kill time by reading manga and light novels.
Waiting for Eriri’s class to end.
“That Kitagami Yoru hasn’t been bothering Eriri anymore.”
“I was just overthinking things.”
Dropping his backpack, Tomoya Aki takes out a copy of *Fantasy Blade* and flips to the page with the bookplate, eager to get a good look.
“Hm… Ethics-kun.”
In a quiet corner, Kasumigaoka Utaha notices Tomoya Aki first.
The girl sees her favorite person and shows no trace of happiness; instead, anger surges within her.
“What are you doing? Reading?”
She can’t settle down either, still troubled.
After about ten minutes, Tomoya Aki looks up, tired from reading, and notices Kasumigaoka Utaha.
“Utaha-senpai….”
Holding her gaze steady, Tomoya Aki feels conflicted inside, unsure of what to do next.
“I don’t know if Utaha-senpai heard what I said. Maybe she should take some medicine.”
Are you going to say hello?
Should she still be angry?
With trembling hands, Tomoya Aki fearsfully approaches Kasumigaoka Utaha for a confrontation.
Even if it’s insincere.
“Oh my, what…?”
The conflicted Tomoya Aki stands up, his hands gripping the desk with tension.
His eyes firmly fixed on Kasumigaoka Utaha as he walks away tensely.
When Kasumigaoka Utaha hears the footsteps growing clearer, she deliberately ignores anyone.
Dismissing….
Focused on her book.
Taking pills?
Kasumigaoka Utaha did indeed have a psychology appointment scheduled for this afternoon.
But not for treatment—just psychological counseling, maybe just to ease anxiety with a little pill.
Otherwise, it’ll be hard to sleep at night.
“I…Utaha….”
Approximately two meters away from Kasumigaoka Utaha, Tomoya Aki slowly raises his hand, intending to greet her.
The voice is soft and barely audible—absolutely not something she would hear.
Kasumigaoka Utaha doesn’t listen; she simply ignores him.
Still ignoring….
Not a single response came back. Not even so much as a glance. Tomoya Aki’s courage swelled like a balloon, only to be pricked by a needle.
He awkwardly pushed something aside and adjusted his thick bangs with black-framed glasses, hastening to leave.
He went to the bathroom and came back after dragging it out.
About an hour later, Tomoya Aki packed up his bag and left the library.
At the door, he hesitated, glancing back inside. Muttering inwardly about Kasumigaoka Utaha.
“Go wait for Eriri.”
……
“Alright, have a good rest, weekend classmates.”
“Next week’s assignment will make it much easier.”
The art teacher announced.
Kitagami Yoru stood up and walked to the panel where Eriri and others were waiting, admiring the painting based on him.
“Satisfied?”
“Taking it with me?”
Impatiently, Eriri disliked Kitagami Yoru and looked up to say so.
Just a few seconds?
Kitagami Yoru smirked coldly, knowing this was Eriri’s intentional provocation.
He didn’t care.
“The painting is quite good.”
His gaze shifted elsewhere.
The club activities at Shuchiin Academy on Friday have fewer participants.
Kasumigaoka Utaha, carrying her bookbag with grace, takes a bottle of drink from the vending machine and drinks it down quickly.
From a distance, Tomoya Aki comes into view.
“Ethics-kun, haven’t you gone home yet?”
He seems slightly surprised, mostly confused.
Kasumigaoka Utaha knows that Tomoya Aki is a NEET who hasn’t joined any clubs.
Going to the library to read, it’s fine with his weekends off; he likes to explain things through light novels.
It’s been a while since they came out of the library. Why is Tomoya Aki waiting for someone?
“Eriri!”
The image of a young lady with two golden braids appears in Kasumigaoka Utaha’s mind.
“Tomoya Aki isn’t waiting for Eriri, is he?”
“I said I’m dangerous. He……”
“Tell me to take my medicine instead of going to accompany Eriri.”
Kasumigaoka Utaha changes her terms when addressing Tomoya Aki, showing how disappointed she is.
She goes into a loop of thought.
Eriri is the first to rush out.
Observing from the dark, Kasumigaoka Utaha takes a long, cooling breath!
“Gasp…”
Her chest feels congested, irritable, and restless!
“Eriri.”
Tomoya Aki seems a bit happy as he goes to greet them.
She doesn’t know their relationship, so she just assumes they’re walking together.
“Tomoya.”
Eriri lightly nods, happiness is happiness.
But at the same time, he’s getting more worried.
He’s afraid Kasumigaoka Utaha might expose her stealing socks and being fat.
He’s also scared that Tomoya Aki knows about her messy side, making her not the innocent Eriri anymore.
And he’s even more afraid as he gets deeper into his feelings for Tomoya Aki.
“I really like Tomoya…”
Eriri responds carelessly, overwhelmed by it all.
In any case, she’s not the brain-wrecking female lead from the book; let the bad guys catch her off guard and threaten her until she becomes a subservient pet.
Hmm…
That kind of devoted, clingy pet-like girl who thinks only about her master!
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