Heroine Regret 46

Heroine Regret 46

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Edited by: Tiny Fan Fiction

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Nothing to offer but my best regards.

Ah, that…

Yuigahama Yui suddenly raised her hand and interrupted the conversation of the popular group.

“What is it, Yui?”

Miura Yumiko was confused by Yuigahama Yui’s unusual behavior and raising her hand to speak.

Hayama Hayato, Ebina Hinа, and others also looked over at Yuigahama Yui.

Yuigahama Yui, feeling the gazes of many people on her, couldn’t help but feel a little nervous.

After swallowing hard, she spoke in a low voice: “It’s just that, besides Kitagami-san having rumors about stealing Kasumigaoka Utahа-senpai’s belongings, the truth is…”

“Actually, I don’t think he’s that bad.”

Yuigahama Yui spoke with difficulty, feeling the pressure in her heart.

Firstly, she didn’t really think Kitagami Yoru was that bad.

She couldn’t see anything inappropriate in his eyes and was good at reading people.

Everything seemed normal.

Secondly, Yuigahama Yui wanted to be like Yuki noshita Yuki no and speak up without caring about others’ faces.

She spoke her mind.

Also, Yuigahama Yui remembered Kitagami Yoru’s name after returning home yesterday.

She had a strange feeling that she had heard the name before.

After thinking carefully, Yuigahama Yui realized that Kitagami Yoru was a student from her previous middle school and had been involved in bad rumors, which were later proven false.

When Yuigahama Yui first entered high school, she had also been teased for her large chest and round hips, so she felt that Kitagami Yoru might have been unfairly targeted by rumors.

“Yui, what’s going on?”

Miura Yumiko was initially stunned.

Reacting, she became upset and glared at Kitagami Yoru’s desk.

She had always felt that something was off between Yuigahama Yui and Kitagami Yoru, and they were hiding something from her.

“That Kitagami Yoru is just a dead otaku, right?”

“His reputation isn’t good; Yui, do you know what you’re saying?”

Miura Yumiko became angry and looked at Yuigahama Yui with a louder voice.

The back half of the classroom, many students who were curious about the situation closed their mouths and remained quiet.

It was clear that Miura Yumiko, who was usually strong and domineering, held a high position in the eyes of ordinary classmates.

“Of course I know… Yumiko.”

Hayama Hayato and others from the popular group knew they couldn’t interfere, so they watched quietly as things developed.

“Is he drugging you with some love potion?”

Miura Yumiko taps the table lightly with her hand.

In…

No, it’s almost like everyone thinks so.

Kitagami Yoru is just a disgusting, gloomy fat otaku with big guts, daring to steal Kasumigaoka Utaha’s stockings and bloomers.

Now, he has no idea what he’s drugged Yuigahama Yui with.

It’s also quite normal; who would go back to care about a disgusting dead fat otaku?

“Well… it’s just that Kitagami-san helped me once.” Yuigahama Yui stammers, looking up at Miura Yumiko.

“Oh, so that’s how it is…”

Upon hearing this, the anger on Miura Yumiko’s face dissipates.

It turns out she spoke like that because she received help from Kitagami Yoru.

“Haha, I’m fine.”

Yuigahama Yui squeezes out a smile.

Everyone understands the reason and doesn’t find it too surprising.

Yuigahama Yui is quite kind.

“But it’s best to avoid contact with him; if I see him bothering you again, I’ll warn him once.”

Miura Yumiko glances at Kitagami Yoru’s desk and mutters under her breath.

However, Miura Yumiko doesn’t know that Kitagami Yoru has become the target of the Service Club’s requests.

As a member of the Service Club, Yuigahama Yui is bound to interact with Kitagami Yoru.

At the same time…

Year 2 Class A.

Aoyama Nanami returns from the restroom, taking out her lunch—

The cookies Kitagami Yoru kindly gave her yesterday and the plain water she brought.

She eats while browsing her phone.

Her schedule is tight; she has to work early, and after school too.

She needs to study at night to avoid a drop in grades that would prevent her from getting financial aid.

After doing everything, she practices voice acting lessons repeatedly.

Aoyama Nanami is struggling financially and very tired because her family doesn’t understand or support her.

She has to come to Tokyo alone, all the way from Osaka, to study and was lucky enough to be specially recruited by Shu chinn Academy.

“Sigh, rent here is so expensive~”

With her clean white teeth, she nibbles on a cookie and looks at rental websites, pouting with her cute nose.

She plans to move to a new place, the current apartment has poor sound insulation.

Recently, the neighbor’s tenant got a girlfriend and it’s so noisy at night that she can’t sleep.

But her budget is limited, and she wants to rent a place closer to school to save commuting time.

“It’s so hard to find a place that meets the requirements.” Aoyama Nanami puts another cookie in her mouth.

The taste is very good, crispy and delicious.

Sometimes, she doesn’t even have money to eat lunch.

Suddenly, someone came to Aoyama Nanami’s desk.

“It’s Kanda Sorata, here you go, I owe you money.”

Aoyama Nanami looks up and immediately remembers that she hasn’t given the money to Kanda Sorata.

She quickly takes out some coins from her pocket and places them on her desk.

“Here, count it.” Aoyama Nanami says to Kanda Sorata.

“No… I said it’s my treat.”

Kanda Sorata had seen Aoyama Nanami with Kitagami Yoru before, which made him uneasy.

How could Aoyama Nanami be associated with a dead fat otaku?

Taking advantage of the current situation, Kanda Sorata couldn’t help but ask.

“I don’t like owing people things.” Aoyama Nanami shakes her head firmly.

“Well, the reason I came here is to ask you…”

“It’s about what I saw you and Kitagami Yoru chatting about before. Was there an issue?”

Kanda Sorata takes the coins and speaks with a hint of worry.

As soon as he finishes speaking, the girl who was eating cookies seems surprised.

“There’s nothing going on, why are you asking?” Aoyama Nanami asks in confusion.

She doesn’t know that Kanda Sorata has a slight affection for her.

“Kitagami Yoru isn’t just some dead fat otaku, right…?”

“You were chatting with him, so Aoyama-san, are you…?

Kanda Sorata scratches his hair.

“No, Kitagami-san is quite nice.” Aoyama Nanami waves her hand casually.

“Why do you say that?” Kanda Sorata asks insistently.

“Last week, when I was working part-time, I delivered an order to Kitagami-san’s place and was late due to the rain.”

“Kitagami Yoru-san didn’t give me a bad review and even kindly lent me a raincoat and towel.”

“Oh, and this bag of cookies was also given to me by him.”

Aoyama raised her hand slightly, casually saying,

Nothing good comes from being overly helpful; either they’re up to no good or they’re a thief!

This was the first thought that crossed Kanda Sorata’s mind at this moment, along with a hint of jealousy.

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