Heroine Regret 19

Heroine Regret 19

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Edited by: Tiny Fan Fiction

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Let’s go to the rooftop and catch some wind.

Kitakami Yoru quickly left the classroom with his head down.

As he passed by the neighboring class, Eriri, who was talking with her classmates, happened to see his figure.

“Eriri, what’s wrong?” The female classmate asked in confusion.

“It’s nothing.” Eriri looked like she was troubled.

Leaving the teaching building, Kitakami Yoru glanced around.

Shuchiiin Academy was clean and tidy, with beautiful flowers and plants, it could be considered a manor garden.

But he had nowhere to go.

Sighing, Kitakami Yoru decided to buy a drink and find a secluded place to be alone.

There were vending machines throughout Shuchiiin Academy.

Soon, Kitakami Yoru found one.

A girl with twin ponytails and black hair, only her side face was visible, was squatting in front of the vending machine, seemingly troubled by her choices.

Worried about being misunderstood, Kitakami Yoru didn’t get too close and kept a safe distance.

“San-san, you haven’t decided yet?”

The girl with twin ponytails turned around, her companion had peach-colored hair and asked the girl named “San-san”.

“Huh?”

Kitakami Yoru was surprised by the response.

What did it have to do with his fat cat at home?

It must be a coincidence, right?

“Sorry. I’m not in a good mood.” The girl with twin ponytails bought a drink and said to her.

She seemed to be in a bad mood, as if she had lost something precious.

“Come on, come on.” Her companion had already noticed Kitakami Yoru and urged her.

After the two girls left with their drinks, Kitakami Yoru approached the vending machine.

The vending machine had various items, mostly juices, milk, coffee, and chocolate and sandwich bread on the top shelves.

He spent 500 yen and bought a sugar-free low-fat black coffee.

Kitakami Yoru sipped the coffee and made a face, but didn’t throw it away.

He left with the bitter black coffee in hand.

Kitakami Yoru wandered around Shuchiiin Academy and returned to the teaching building.

“Go upstairs, go upstairs, go upstairs.”

The bitter black coffee was already half-drunk.

Kitakami Yoru passed by his classroom and continued upstairs.

The top floor was the seventh floor, the rooftop.

In many stories, the male protagonist would threaten the female character and cause a fight.

Kitakami Yoru took a sip of coffee and noticed that the lock on the Rooftop door was quite old and seemed like it could be forced open with some effort, feeling slightly lucky.

So he used his fleshy hands to give it a good pull and it opened.

“Let’s go out for some fresh air.”

Kitakami Yoru pushed the door open and entered the Rooftop, gently closing it behind him.

“Ah~”

A gentle breeze blew over, Kitakami Yoru squinted his eyes, his hair fluttering in the wind, revealing a clean and round face. His mood improved.

The Rooftop had knee-high walls to prevent people from accidentally falling off.

There was some dust and litter, fallen leaves; it wasn’t very clean.

There was also a rather old-looking double chair facing the clock tower of Shuchiiin Academy.

Approaching it, Kitakami Yoru saw that the double chair seemed shaky and thought that with his weight, it would probably break.

However, in the end, the double chair held up.

Kitakami Yoru gazed at the large clock of Shuchiiin Academy’s clock tower, blowing on a bitter coffee that was hard to swallow.

When it was almost time, he left.

“Was this door blown open by the wind or did I move it?”

As he left, Kitakami Yoru muttered to himself, hung the almost symbolic lock back on, and returned to the Classroom.

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Back in the Classroom, as it was almost time for the opening ceremony, everyone had to return and gather.

When Kitakami Yoru returned, he found that almost everyone was seated.

So he chose to enter through the less conspicuous back door.

He didn’t want to be noticed by his classmates with strange looks, and also because he was sitting at the very back, by the window.

The seats were marked according to the Japanese syllabary, changing once a semester. High school students in Japan had three semesters per academic year.

Kitakami Yoru lowered his head and sat down at his designated seat with his name on it.

His left side was the window, and to his right was Miura Yumiko, a popular girl known as the “Queen of Gold Hair”.

She was quite famous within the school.

When signing up, Kitakami Yoru had quickly glanced over the list of names.

As he was thinking this, Kitakami Yoru noticed out of the corner of his eye that Miura Yumiko was looking at him.

“These girls……”

Kitakami Yoru hesitated and turned his head.

He saw Miura Yumiko, with her golden hair, fair skin, delicate features, and especially those dazzling emerald green eyes.

She was leaning to the side, holding a phone in one hand and twirling a strand of her hair with her slender index finger, looking at him.

Miura Yumiko saw Kitakami Yoru turn his head and stared at him intently.

“Hey, were you the one who stole something from Kasumigaoka Utaha?” Miura Yumiko’s expression changed accordingly.

“It wasn’t me!” Kitakami Yoru replied in a low voice.

“But everyone says it was you, Kasumigaoka Utaha. Why don’t you say it was someone else, but instead you point at me?”

Miura Yumiko seemed to have thought of something funny, chuckled, and showed off her clean, neat teeth before replying.

“Because I’m fat, I’m disgusting, I’m a dead fat otaku, and I look easy to bully……” Kitakami Yoru gritted his teeth and squeezed out the words from his throat, glaring at Miura Yumiko with all his might.

“Ha……you……”

Miura Yumiko’s reaction and answer were completely unexpected, even surprising her, leaving her unsure of how to respond.

After a moment of silence, she replied, “Hmph, anyway, just don’t bother me since you’re my deskmate.”

“Understood.” Kitakami Yoru turned his head away.

He had expected to be scolded and severely looked down upon by the girl nicknamed “Flame Queen,” but instead, he was seen as a sexual harasser in others’ eyes, someone who looked gloomy and disgusting.

Meanwhile, while everyone else saw him as a criminal.

At the same time.

The other students in the class noticed Kitakami Yoru and whispered among themselves, discussing him.

The once distant relationship between classmates was suddenly brought closer because of Kitakami Yoru.

Sitting by the window, Kitakami Yoru looked at the scenery outside with a calm expression, but his fists were clenched so tightly that they turned white!

“Damn Kasumigaoka Utaha, Shinomiya Kaguya, you damn criminal!”

After a while.

When Hiratsuka Shizuka returned, the class became quiet again.

Hiratsuka Shizuka spoke some routine words from the homeroom teacher, arranged for class officers and duty students.

As it was time for the school opening ceremony, she led 2nd Year Class C to the Auditorium to attend.

……

(Arriving at the highest city in the world)

Auditorium.

“It’s so beautiful, the Auditorium~”

A freshman passed by Kitakami Yoru and looked at the grand auditorium like a palace castle with admiration.

The Auditorium was large, with luxurious facilities that could comfortably accommodate all high school students for ceremonies.

Occasional events like concerts and large-scale plays were held here.

During the ceremony, everyone sat according to their classes.

That meant Kitakami Yoru had to sit with Miura Yumiko, who looked intimidating and difficult to get along with!

It was unclear if this was someone’s misfortune or good luck.

In any case, many people envied Kitakami Yoru.

With a pair of delicate, snow-white legs that were full of vitality, wearing black ankle boots, they stretched beside Kitakami Yoru, dazzling and captivating.

“If you dare to look or think about it, I’ll tear your eyes apart.” Miura Yumiko warned with a dismissive gaze, looking down on him as if he were trash.

Kitakami Yoru didn’t look and didn’t respond; Shizuka watched the principal’s speech on stage.

Shuichiin Academy is a top-tier private school; there’s no need for so much nonsense.

The principal spoke quickly and ended, it was now the turn of the new Student Council President, Shirogane Miyuki to speak.

“Vice-President Shinomiya Kaguya, President Shirogane Miyuki……”

Kitakami Yoru looked at Shirogane Miyuki on the stage and muttered under his breath.

In fact.

Back when they were in their first year, Shirogane Miyuki was once Kitakami Yoru’s deskmate.

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