Heroine Regret 32

Heroine Regret 32

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Edited by: Tiny Fan Fiction

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Eriri, you really are good at this.

“Yes, I’m very certain, Hiratsuka.” Kasumigaoka Utaha, a female student, answered without any hesitation.

“First, sit down and talk calmly, no need to rush.” Hiratsuka Shizuka took a drag from her cigarette.

Upon hearing this, Kasumigaoka Utaha moved a chair and sat in front of Hiratsuka Shizuka, with a serious look in her eyes.

“I’m very sure I’ve been followed, Hiratsuka.”

“A few days ago, on my way home from school, I felt like I was being followed. Every time it happened soon after I left the school and passed by that Commercial Street…”

Kasumigaoka Utaha began to explain to Hiratsuka Shizuka.

“So, you’re not directly certain that you were followed?” Hiratsuka Shizuka asked back.

“Yes, but my sixth sense is very accurate and rarely makes mistakes.”

Kasumigaoka Utaha nodded quickly, her face showing a hint of reminiscence before continuing,

“I thought I was being followed by other people from school too, but they were just guys who wanted to confess their feelings. They didn’t follow me that excessively.”

“The person kept following me from school all the way to near my house before the feeling of being followed disappeared.”

“Hiratsuka, you have to believe me!”

As she spoke, Kasumigaoka Utaha stared directly into Hiratsuka Shizuka’s eyes.

Kasumigaoka Utaha completely trusted her sixth sense.

And she had proven it many times before.

Most recently, she confirmed it with Kitakami Yoru and was correct.

“Alright, I believe you.” Hiratsuka Shizuka stared into Kasumigaoka Utaha’s eyes and chose to trust her.

Everyone has some extraordinary abilities or observations; it’s not that strange.

For example, some people can memorize an entire book in an hour with high accuracy, others have noses as sensitive as a dog’s.

“Phew, thank you for believing me, Hiratsuka.” Kasumigaoka Utaha let out a sigh of relief.

“So, you suspect the culprit is Kitakami Yoru from your class?” Hiratsuka Shizuka asked again.

“No, he’s just a suspect; maybe it was him because I saw him at the bookstore that day. He might have some resentment towards me and wanted to take revenge.”

“Or maybe someone else saw Kitakami Yoru steal my stockings and underpants and decided to copycat.”

“Of course, there’s also the possibility of a pervert doing it.”

Kasumigaoka Utaha’s wine-red eyes narrowed slightly, her expression serious. She tapped her slender fingers on the table, showing her inner tension.

“So you want me to talk to Kitakami Yoru and see his reaction?”

“It’s unlikely he could follow you with his body size.”

Hiratsuka Shizuka sighed and commented.

…

“It makes some sense……”

Kasumigaoka Utaha remained silent for a moment, stood up, and left with a single sentence.

Hiratsuka Shizuka watched Kasumigaoka Utaha leave, stretching her arms lazily in annoyance.

Since the start of school, Hiratsuka Shizuka has been secretly observing Kitakami Yoru’s every move at school.

She saw Kitakami Yoru’s efforts and changes.

It’s a pity that others can’t see it for now.

Soon after, Kitakami Yoru appeared inside the Teacher’s Office.

He was signaled to sit down by Hiratsuka Shizuka.

“It’s still a bit warm?” Kitakami Yoru touched the chair with his chubby hands and muttered as he sat down.

He didn’t know that this chair had just been sat on by someone with black stockings and big white thighs wrapped in them.

“Kitakami Yoru, how have you been recently?” Hiratsuka Shizuka asked directly.

Kitakami Yoru was taken aback?

He was still wondering why Hiratsuka Shizuka-sensei called him here.

Just to ask how he’s doing?

“It’s going well, I’m trying my best to avoid being expelled.” Kitakami Yoru said calmly.

“Where do you usually go after school?” Hiratsuka Shizuka wanted to ask, but Kasumigaoka Utaha had already come looking for her.

She thought it would be better to ask for Kasumigaoka Utaha, so that Kitakami Yoru wouldn’t get into more trouble.

After speaking, Hiratsuka Shizuka observed Kitakami Yoru’s expression.

“Go home.” Kitakami Yoru touched his head and looked around.

What did Hiratsuka Shizuka-sensei call me here for?

“I know you didn’t join a club, would you like to join one?” Hiratsuka Shizuka continued.

Ah, is that why?

Join the club, I wouldn’t go.

To be despised, scolded, and stared at?

Besides, would that club accept me?

Kitakami Yoru thought in his heart, shaking his head desperately, thanking Hiratsuka Shizuka for her kindness.

“Do you need any help?” Hiratsuka Shizuka asked, lighting a cigarette out of boredom.

“No…..”

“I’ve been cramming and reviewing lately, but I don’t seem to be making much progress.” Kitakami Yoru said hesitantly.

“Oh, that’s simple, you want someone to help you study?” Hiratsuka Shizuka raised an eyebrow.

Kitakami Yoru nodded.

“I will help you think of a way, you can go back now.” Hiratsuka Shizuka waved her hand.

Kitakami Yoru stood up, looking at Hiratsuka Shizuka with some disbelief and said thank you.

As soon as she left, Kasumigaoka Utaha entered from another door.

Hiratsuka Shizuka was smoking, her face expressionless as she shrugged.

“Ah…..Damn bastard!”

There were only two people in the office, Kasumigaoka Utaha ignored Hiratsuka Shizuka and complained with her hands on her hair.

The fragile Kasumigaoka Utaha was truly afraid.

Being stalked by a pervert in the shadows, following her home, who wouldn’t be scared?

“Do you want me to walk you home?”

Hiratsuka Shizuka looked at Kasumigaoka Utaha and stood up.

“No, I’ll just go report to the police.”

Kasumigaoka Utaha hesitated for a moment, shook her head and left quickly.

Her quick pace showed how anxious and panicked she was inside.

“Is it really the thief who’s been following me?” Hiratsuka Shizuka muttered to herself before sitting back down to smoke.

Leaving the Teacher’s Office, Kasumigaoka Utaha went to the restroom and washed her face, looking at herself in the mirror.

Her anxiety, fear, panic… were all written on her face.

The complex emotions were almost visible on her face.

Only the pepper spray and small folding knife in her school bag could make Kasumigaoka Utaha feel a little bit safe.

Being prepared all the time was definitely right.

After patting her school bag, Kasumigaoka Utaha left the Teacher’s Office Building.

On the way, she met Eriri who was going to the Club Complex Building and walking towards her.

As they were both strong-willed women, their eyes clashed, creating sparks.

But it was also possible that the mountain was too small.

“No, absolutely not!”

As long as the mountain was big enough, exceptionally large.

Other mountains would feel ashamed and inferior when they saw it, allowing two tigers to coexist.

And there was still room for more.

“This woman…” Eriri stared at Kasumigaoka Utaha, walking past her with a look of defiance on her face.

“You’re just pretending.” Kasumigaoka Utaha put aside her complex emotions and glared back at Eriri.

Eriri, as seen by outsiders, is an English-Japanese mixed-race young lady who is arrogantly aloof, but she is cold and indifferent.

Who would have thought that behind the scenes, she is a popular doujinshi artist?

She wears a mask very well, her character portrayal is excellent, and everyone has been deceived.

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