Heroine Regret 164
by TINY FAN FICTIONHeroine Regret 164
Edited by: Tiny Fan Fiction
Itchy
Kasumigaoka Utaha gracefully sits down, picks up her own backpack, and quietly watches Kitagami Yoru.
That look is implied without words.
She feels that Kitagami Yoru is intentionally looking for her, much like last Friday.
“I was such an idiot when I asked Kitagami Yoru if he wanted to go out with me…”
“It’s like last Friday. I kept following her to the hospital.”
“And then I ended up asking this guy, Kitagami Yoru, if he wanted to date me. I was so naive.”
While staring at the silent Kitagami Yoru, Kasumigaoka Utaha mutters to herself in her mind.
“You can leave now. Don’t bother me while I eat breakfast.”
Kitagami Yoru coldly glares at Kasumigaoka Utaha by his side and moves away a bit.
Really…..
What kind of psycho are you?
You still haven’t changed your self-righteous habits, have you?
“I’m saying, Kitagami Yoru, you really make it hard to deal with.”
Kasumigaoka Utaha stands up holding her backpack and says mockingly.
“Well, I can make you feel good. You can come over my place tonight.”
Kitagami Yoru is chewing on his food, but his words are unclear.
“You….”
“Are all of you guys just stuck in your heads, thinking about that cheap romantic stuff?”
“It’s so gross. You’re a weirdo who gets off on kicking someone when they’re vulnerable and then insulting them.”
Kasumigaoka Utaha hesitates slightly, her beautiful face darkens.
“You’re right. The other foot can’t be idle; it needs to stomp.”
Her mood isn’t great, or rather, as Kitagami Yoru thinks about Mrs. Yuigahama, he’s not really paying attention to Kasumigaoka Utaha.
Again, the chubby Kasumigaoka Utaha is displeased in her mind and walks away angrily.
Hurry up and eat breakfast; it’s time to read the assignment.
The taste was okay.
After finishing breakfast, Kitagami Yoru calmly entered the classroom through the back door.
Today was unexpected; the current group didn’t gather together.
Maybe it’s because Yuigahama Yui wasn’t there?
Putting down her backpack, Kitagami Yoru looked at Miura Yumiko, who had clashed with her yesterday.
“Yui didn’t come?”
Miura Yumiko’s expression was cold and her tone slightly confrontational as she opened the conversation.
“She didn’t inform you? She hurt her leg; she should have taken a day off.”
Kitagami Yoru set down her backpack, pulled out her phone to send a message to Fujiwara Chika.
“No, I didn’t say anything. If I had said something, it would have been that she wasn’t coming.”
“You and Hina like this, sending Yui back home….”
Miura Yumiko’s eyes flickered with a strange, intense light.
“Is that Ebina-san asking you? Yuigahama-san didn’t make it clear?”
“Miura-san, please don’t look at me like that with those predator eyes; I’m really scared, it’s giving me goosebumps….”
Turning her head, Kitagami Yoru and Miura Yumiko locked eyes, then showed each other their dimpled arms.
“Hmph…”
The golden-haired girl let out a dismissive sigh, ignoring Kitagami Yoru: “I’ll just send another message to Yui.”
“Hayama Hayato doesn’t like Miura Yumiko; does he like someone else?”
Kitagami Yoru looked at her phone.
Fujiwara Chika replied to the message.
“Hi.”
“Chika, I really miss you; I can’t wait to see you. I’ll meet you after class.”
Kitagami Yoru sent a message.
“No, I refuse, disgusting!”
Fujiwara Chika sends a tongue-out emoji with the yellow bean.
“Why are you still holding a grudge?”
“Are your feet still sore?”
Kitagami Yoru giggles and smiles.
“Still daring to bring it up? Next time I won’t help you. All lies.”
“Get to the point then, I have class soon.”
In the classroom, Fujiwara Chika pretends to search her bag while secretly replying to Kitagami Yoru’s message.
Also known as in-class.
As a Student Council member, using her phone to play games is basically challenging school rules.
Sinister plan!
“Almost forgot, this is class.”
Well, okay, meet me after class at the usual spot.
Kitagami Yoru quickly edits and sends two messages one after another.
“I’ll think about it. Maybe I’ll go.”
Fujiwara Chika rushes to reply.
She presses send, confirming the message has been sent, then quickly puts her phone back into her bag.
Then she places her bag on the floor.
Looking down at her feet wearing indoor slippers.
This morning, Fujiwara Chika went to great lengths to pick out a pair of socks.
In fact, Kitagami Yoru has this quirky trait, and she’s quite happy about it, even celebrating with a satisfied smile.
Otherwise…
Kitagami Yoru says, “I want that… she doesn’t know if she should refuse…”
As for whether to go or not, they’ll definitely go.
After ending the conversation with Fujiwara Chika, Kitagami Yoru puts down his phone and looks bored.
Time flies by quickly.
In a flash, they arrive at the end of the first class period.
The usual spot.
This place holds special memories for Kitagami Yoru and three other girls.
“Chika, it’s been a while since I’ve seen you.”
“I really want you.”
Kitagami Yoru directly hugs the incoming Fujiwara Chika.
“Let go, let me go, Kitagami-san.”
Fujiwara Chika protests with words and tries to resist physically.
But…
Like an excited criminal grinning.
Is it just me, or are all love-struck couples like this?
Kitagami Yoru can’t help himself and goes toward Fujiwara Chika.
Two minutes later…
A kiss.
Fujiwara Chika pinches the soft flesh of Kitagami Yoru’s waist, subduing him.
“It hurts… please go easy on me, Chika-sister. I won’t be able to take much more…”
Kitagami Yoru looks painfully pleading.
“Hmm, let you learn a little lesson.”
Fujiwara Chika doesn’t believe for a moment that Kitagami Yoru’s expression of pain is fake; she lets go of his hand.
It does hurt a bit, but it’s manageable and won’t be too painful.
0] Chika, you’re always the kindest to me.
Kitagami Yoru revealed a row of pearly white teeth as she smiled, grasping Fujiwara Chika’s small hand.
It’s not like there’s anything else she can do.
She can’t just engage in some indecent behavior with her girlfriend, can she?
“There’s only 15 minutes of break time after class, and climbing the stairs is exhausting.”
Fujiwara Chika complained.
“Chika, do you want to have lunch together at noon?”
Kitagami Yoru initiated the conversation.
“I need to go to the Student Council, you can eat by yourself.”
Fujiwara Chika hesitated for a moment, then reluctantly refused.
They chatted for about seven or eight minutes.
As they parted ways, they shared a quick kiss.
On the way back to the classroom, Kitagami Yoru bumped into Aoyama Nanami, who was hurrying down the stairs, and greeted her.
“Nanami, why are you running so fast? Is something urgent?”
“Kitagami…Kitagami-san…it’s nothing…no…”
Aoyama Nanami’s face was anxious and restless, her eyes darting around as she responded.
“Nothing?”
“Why are you running so fast if it’s nothing?”
Kitagami Yoru came to a stop, her gaze fixed intently on Aoyama Nanami.
“I really have nothing, I need to get to class, I’ll go first.”
“See you, Kitagami-san.”
Aoyama Nanami waved goodbye and ran off without looking back, clearly in a hurry.
“This…Nanami’s not listening to me again…”
“Let’s go see.”
Kitagami Yoru gave it a brief thought before deciding to follow.
Hurrying after Aoyama Nanami, who had run out of the Teaching Building, and calling out her name as he followed behind.
…….
Rushing toward the infirmary, Aoyama Nanami was forced to slow down when she turned around, looking uncertainly at Kitagami Yoru approaching from behind.
“Kitagami-san… I’m fine, there’s no need for you to worry about me…”
“No need to say much; how could I not worry about you?”
While Kitagami Yoru questioned her as she returned, his gaze swept across Aoyama Nanami from head to toe.
“I… I’m in a hurry… that… it’s not convenient to say…”
Aoyama Nanami realized she couldn’t avoid being questioned by Kitagami Yoru.
“You and me, what’s not convenient.”
“Nanami, tell me, it won’t bother me. If there’s something to do, I’ll help you.”
Kitagami Yoru expressed his confusion in a sarcastic manner.
This Aoyama Nanami truly does not have a good memory.
She definitely needs to be properly punished.
“Just… uh… it’s me… I…”
Aoyama Nanami lowered her head, biting her pink lips and blushing.
Her small ears were adorned with a faint pink color, exquisitely so.
“Nanami…”
Kitagami Yoru called out Aoyama Nanami’s name and reached out to grab her ear.
He gave a gentle pull.
Originally, Aoyama Nanami had managed to overcome her embarrassment and was planning to tell Kitagami Yoru about her body discomfort—her period had come and she needed to get menstrual pads from the school clinic.
Now, Kitagami Yoru had a firm grip on Aoyama Nanami’s sensitive spot.
The young girl’s legs, hidden beneath her skirt, were tightly together as she looked up at Kitagami Yoru with a face flushed red, her eyes filled with pleading: “Please… please…”
“Kitagami-san, let go… my ears… they’re really itchy….”
“No, I won’t… I can’t… I just can’t…..”
If she were to scream, her voice would tremble softly.
“Itch… itchy ears?”
Kitagami Yoru asks curiously.
“Yes… um…”
Aoyama Nanami forces a nod.
It’s not just any itch.
Let Kitagami Yoru touch her ears. Her delicate, porcelain-white ears are so itchy…
“Oh, I see… your ears really do itch….”
Kitagami Yoru looks surprised but doesn’t let go; instead, she becomes mischievous.
“Hmph! Itch… itchy…..”
Aoyama Nanami can’t hold back, and her tiny resistance ability isn’t enough. She lets out cute little whimpers.
It’s too… those ears are just too itchy….”
“Absolutely… absolutely not allowed…..”
If this were at home or somewhere private, Aoyama Nanami wouldn’t resist; she’d just enjoy it.
As long as Kitagami Yoru doesn’t find out, it’s fine.
But right now, we’re in the Shuchiin Academy, near the Teaching Building.
Aoyama Nanami is strong and has a strong sense of self-respect. She wouldn’t allow such a thing to happen.
With only a flicker of her remaining strength, she grabs Kitagami Yoru’s hand, forcing herself to endure with a strained expression as a single tear slides down her cheek.
“Please… please… let go….”
Kitagami Yoru is taken aback by Aoyama Nanami’s persistence. She can’t believe how itchy Nanami’s ears are.
“Are your ears really that itchy?”
“This… this expression… is just too alluring…. But it’s super cute!”
“I… I’m going to the school clinic.”
“Okay, okay. I didn’t bring any tissues.”
The recent experience is already far beyond what Aoyama Nanami would find it embarrassing to speak about.
“Umm… umm….”
Kitagami Yoru freezes in place, completely dumbstruck.
The next second, the bell for class rings out.
Aoyama Nanami shoots Kitagami Yoru a look filled with malice before quickly rushing off.
“I was… ahem, hem. Maybe I’ll apologize tonight.”
Kitagami Yoru coughs awkwardly twice, trying to play it cool.
He hopes that tonight’s apology won’t reveal Aoyama Nanami’s little secrets.
Like secretly lusting after someone, or something like that….
Midday break.
Having lunch with Kato Megumi.
“How was your weekend, Kitagami-sensei?”
Kato Megumi, treating the location as shared between herself and Kitagami Yoru, holds her lunchbox and narrows her eyes in inquiry.
“Well, yeah, I was free this past weekend.”
Kitagami Yoru says.
“Then what?”
Kato Megumi tilts her head and sniffs the scent of perfume on Kitagami Yoru’s clothes again.
It’s gone….
Is it just my imagination?
“I definitely still could smell it….”
“And you said you had something important to do, so I ended up spending the day with someone else in Chiba.”
“How does it feel like I’m cheating? Hyou is forcing me to explain.”
“A girl?”
Kato Megumi drops her chopsticks.
“Why do I have this feeling that I’m cheating? Hyou is interrogating me like this.”
Yoru Kitagami subtly shakes his head and says, “There are boys and girls in the same class. What about Hyou’s weekends?”
“I used to have only one friend, but now I’ve made new ones, right?”
With a mosquito-like whine, Kato Megumi forces a faint smile: “I went to visit relatives. Normally, I would avoid it because I don’t remember much.”
After an hour, Yoru Kitagami and Kato Megumi return to the classroom.
In the afternoon, they have one Japanese and one math class.
The day passes by quickly.
At dismissal time, Yoru Kitagami is on duty for cleaning.
It was time to go home.
“I should inform Eriri about the scheduled message.”
After class, Yoru Kitagami takes out his phone and opens LINE to send a message to Eriri.
The friend on LINE is still Eriri’s family, even though he forced her to add him.
“That annoying pervert again.”
Eriri packs her bag and heads to the art club, only for her phone to vibrate.
She thought it might be Tomoya Aki, who she recently added, but it’s Yoru Kitagami, the jerk.
The cute golden retriever’s smile freezes. Eriri hesitates and doesn’t dare to open the message details.
She is scared.
When she finally opens it, Yoru Kitagami sends her those unseen photos or videos as threats…
She stays silent for a while.
Eriri quickly leaves with her backpack, heading to an empty spot and gathers the courage to open it.
“Hū….”
“He dares!”
Upon seeing the message, Eriri completely lets Matsushita go, growling in anger as she grinds her small teeth and mutters:
“Kitagami Yoru… that bastard… I definitely… I must make him pay….”
“But if I don’t follow him, how will I discover his secret about stepping on multiple ships? At school, there’s no opportunity for it….”
“He’ll definitely go on a date this weekend, but following him is too unrealistic….”
The idea is good and simple, but implementing it is too difficult.
Accidentally discovering Kitagami Yoru’s intimate relationship with Gabriel, Eriri still has his lucky streak.
As for Yukinoshita Yukino…
Just chatting…
“If I can capture a photo of Yukinoshita Yukino and Kitagami Yoru holding hands, or something else, that would be great….”
In Eriri’s mind, an image of an icy beauty appears.
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