Stealing Spree Chapter 1077 Are you invited as well?

“Senpai, is that you?” Even before the guy could notice , I raised my hand and called out to him in a loud voice, enough for those who were close to us to turn their heads and wonder who’s the idiot being loud in this already noisy area.

Ignoring all those, I walked over to him, acting like a very amiable junior.

However, as soon as he saw approaching, the guy instinctively took a step back before a vein could be seen popping on his forehead.

“Ugh… Onoda. Stop calling in a familiar way.”

“Why is that, senpai? Don’t we have a shared bond?”

“What bond?”

“Like this…” I stretched my arm and reached for his shoulder. The sa shoulder that I squeezed back when he confronted in front of Ishida-senpai. However, I failed to grab it. Goto Kenji retreated as quickly as a scared rabbit. Most likely, he instantly rembered that instance. His face twitched a bit as though he was also rembering the pain of that day.

“Senpai, isn’t that rude? You asked and now that I’m going to show you, you retreated. Anyway, enough about this. Looks like you dressed up for sothing. Gonna visit soone, hmm?”

“Kuhh… Why do I need to tell you? Get out of my way, will you?” As indignance filled his head, the guy gritted his teeth and tried to shove down by pushing on my chest.

Although I could resist the force he used, I intentionally used that to send a few steps backward before acting as though I was hurt. “Argh… What did I do to you, senpai?”

When those close to us saw him doing that and heard my words, they started whispering, “Whoa, what’s that dude doing to his junior? Is he a bully?”

That and other words pinning him as an aggressor quickly filled our ears making Goto Kenji’s face darken.

“Y-you! I’m not bullying him! I’m asking you to move!”

“Asking him to move? Did you have to shove him like that? Look… Are you okay?” One woman answered him and then went over to . She looked like one of those uptight office ladies who often hide their fierce side beneath a smile.

Although I had my doubts whether she had the best intention when she started feeling up my chest, I let it slide just to make the guy in front of miserable.

Not that I planned to do this. I just capitalized on how he’s reacting to my re presence. Oh, and a few words.

Furthermore, I’m still curious why he’s here.

“Y-yes, thank you, Miss. I’m sure senpai didn’t an to do this. It’s my fault, I guess?” I answered and defended him.

However, it looks like I was wrong with employing this woman’s help.

Instead of accepting my words, she even pressed further on my chest and furled her brows before switching her gaze to Goto Kenji whose expression was already scrunched up in an ugly way. “How is this your fault? Surely, it’s his!”

“No! It IS his fault!” He scread back and pointed at . But that only made the woman believe that he was just pushing the bla on .

She stepped forward and confronted him in my stead. “Shut up! You don’t want to apologize, huh? What kind of senior are you? Are high school kids these days like this?”

At this point, I started distancing myself from the woman. Even if she’s doing that in the na of helping , my body is exclusively for my girls, you know? I’m afraid she might return and feel up again.

Though I could easily push her away, everything that happened would be thrown back at if I antagonized her.

We now had so audiences so I had to keep the act and end it in a way that would stop this from escalating. I still have questions to ask!

“Miss, please stop. It’s fine now. Senpai didn’t an it, I’m sure. We just didn’t agree on sothing.”

Upon hearing my words, the woman quickly turned around and heaved a sigh of relief before her fierce expression was replaced by a gentle smile. “I see. If that’s what you say… I’ll stop ddling. But are you sure you’re fine?”

She tried to step closer again to check my chest, but this ti I hurriedly covered it and prevented her from reaching. “Yes. Thank you for your help, by the way.”

“Mhm… Anyti.” Although she montarily looked like she’s regretting not being able to touch again, the woman kept her gentle expression before walking away.

However, before doing so, she eyed Kenji who’s still in the process of not knowing whether to react to her earlier words or not.

And with her departure, the onlookers also returned to what they were doing, moving past us.

At this point, I walked to the guy and patted his shoulder. “Senpai, snap out of it. It’s over.”

“Y-you!”

“Oh? Are you going to shout again? Want a repeat of what happened?”

“Ugh… No!” While bearing his ugly mug, the guy slinked out of my grasp and started walking away. His face was red from anger or embarrassnt but the direction she was traversing remained the sa.

The street where Ishida-senpai’s house is located.

And so, even if he managed to get so distance from , I quickly caught up and started walking by his side.

“Senpai, seems like we have the sa destination. Did Ishida-senpai invite you as well?” I asked in a tone as though I was saying ‘You too, huh?’

But while the girl asked if I was free, she never really invited to go. So, it’s a lie to squeeze out the truth from this guy’s mouth.

As I expected, Kenji instantly stopped, which put ahead of him for a few steps before I looked back to check his reaction.

Apart from disbelief, the guy was showing signs of fear. Perhaps it’s the kind of fear pointed specifically to one thing. That, like Kana, I also got my hands on Ishida-senpai.

Although it’s not wrong, that guy was trying to digest it and deny that possibility.

Around half a minute in that state, Kenji eventually gathered his wits and managed to utter a question. His tone is interrogative.

“W-why? Why are you invited by her?”

Upon hearing that, I put on a shaless smile and shrugged my shoulders before lifting the box of donuts in front of .

“Let’s see. Do you care to guess?”

Ishida-senpai’s house was only a few dozen steps away from us so his eyes alternately looked at the mansion and as sweat poured down on the side of his face.

He’s afraid to put out a guess so… all he did was stare at and shake on his boots.

“I see… You won’t play, huh? Well then, it looks like I’m the only one invited. See you, senpai.” I turned around and resud my walk but I kept my senses open, making sure that he wouldn’t be able to tackle ; if that’s what he was planning.

Soon enough, I reached the gate of the Ishida Household. Waiting right at their front door, Ishida-senpai who was in her casual clothes angrily stomped her feet towards … “You shaless—”

She’s about to say sothing but failed to finish it when she saw Kenji lagging behind before muttering, “What is he doing here?”