That nanny, rotten!

It became more and more heavy and messy, "Relax at ease, anyway, no matter how much you refuse, since I have been entrusted, I will not leave until Yukimura-senpai returns."

"There is no need for that! As the deputy minister of King Li Haida, how can I bow to the cold virus?" Indeed, if he is more aggressive, the virus king may take the initiative to admit defeat and run away, but unfortunately, such a game has never been played since the beginning. not established.

"I said it's okay, Irie, why don't you leave quickly, are you going to challenge the authority of the senior?!" He thought he could send me away with a little beard and glare, but he was very wrong. The black-faced god looked back at each other, "Senior Sanada, if you drive me away again, I will..."

"how?"

"...Crying for you, okay?"

"...Uh..." Probably because of the unexpected 'threat' to me, the black-faced god's mouth opened and closed for a while, but he couldn't say a word for a while.

"Otherwise, just sit in the corridor in front of your room and cry for everyone to see!"

"...Irie, you have learned badly from King Ni..."

"That's not true~【Tears are a woman's best weapon】It's taught in the book!" In fact, if I really wanted to cry, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to squeeze a single tear out without the help of eye drops. , Mature men don’t like this anymore—however, Sanada, a super-responsible old-fashioned boy high school boy who preaches that crying is just escaping reality and acting coquettishly, but is helpless and disturbed by crying girls For me, this trick is always very useful.

"And, as long as you don't come within 1 meter of the senior, it's fine?" The trick of making a certain compromise is also tried and tested. To put it bluntly, who would really speak except for the stern black-faced god? Come on!Anyway, [a gentleman's word, a four-horse horse is hard to chase], in terms of gender and quality, it does not include a despicable little woman like me who has been in the big dye vat of the financial world.

Probably overwhelmed by my courage, Sanada shook his head in surrender and sighed, "...it's up to you."

"Yes~ I will do whatever I want!"

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"Speaking of which, did Sanada-senpai have breakfast?"

"No, because I have no appetite, this morning... no, to be precise, I haven't eaten since I came back from the stadium yesterday."

"No, you can't take medicine on an empty stomach, so ask the room service to bring some porridge or something."

"...Well, that one can probably still be eaten..."

Unfortunately, the hotel actually said that the leftover porridge in the morning has been disposed of at this time, and the preparation of Chinese food has begun...a pile of blabla, in a word, it is right to have nothing to eat.

"Then, I'll go to the 7-11 downstairs and buy it..."

"Forget it if you don't have it, anyway, you don't have to eat it."

"No! If you don't eat, you can't take medicine. How can you get better if you don't take medicine?" During this push and push, Sanada's body suddenly shook.

"Sanada-senpai?!" The forehead of the black-faced god who finally touched it was as hot as the hot springs in Jigokudani—true, it was obviously burned very badly, and he continued to be brave!

Good, so heavy... Fortunately, it was a hotel, and the bed was right next to him. He helped him to lie down quickly, covered him with the quilt, but as soon as he touched the pillow, the black-faced god fell into a deep sleep, accompanied by some painful panting, and kept on sleeping. deep sleep.

I replaced the hot one on Sanada's forehead with a towel that had been chilled in the small refrigerator, and gently stroked his cheek with my fingers, feeling a little distressed: I am afraid that the word "dependence" does not exist in this man's dictionary, but , since I came to this world, I have been supported by him in various senses, how much I hope he can rely on me a little when he is sick and weak... Sure enough, it is because this loli face does not look good. Is it reliable?

"The more I help, the busier I am... If I didn't come at the beginning, with the physique of the black-faced god, I may have recovered after resting until now..." I also know that negative thinking is not good, but it seems that I can't change it. Lost.

"Fool……!"

I suddenly came back to my senses, and saw the black-faced god who was supposed to be asleep looking at me with thin eyes... Oops, I was overheard, talking embarrassingly to myself.

"...you, have been... here?"

"Yes!—Wait, I just strictly abide by the agreement not to come within 1 meter of the senior's side~ except when changing towels..." Is this considered a foul and being caught?As I spoke, I quickly got up and wanted to leave, but my wrist was suddenly grabbed.

"... That agreement is canceled immediately!"

"Eh?!"

"Stay here!"

"Yes!" Huh?The emperor is the emperor, even if he was sick, his aura did not weaken at all, and he almost blurted out [Yes, Sir!]... But this is not bad, and he sat down by the bed along the wrist held by the black-faced god.

"...I, I probably understand what Yukimura said when he went out [the special medicine will be delivered to your door after a while~]..."

"Specific medicine???"

"You, the effect of the medicine is very good." It was rare to be stared at by the black-faced boy with rare eyes that can be called gentle, which made me feel a little uncomfortable.

Although it may be a bit confusing to say this at this point in time, and the "what am I yours" stalk, as a Japanese and a 2D resident, Genichiro may not understand it for the rest of his life, but I still want to use it, "Oh~ so I am a medicine!"*

"There is no better medicine than being able to see you as soon as you wake up." Sure enough, it's because people don't look like themselves when they are sick?Although it can't be said that the black-faced god's affection for Kumiko is completely unaffected, but Genichiro Sanada said such, how can I say it, is it "sweet talk"?Rather than shyness, it's more about feeling that there are no regrets in this life. Of course, it's a sudden confession. Kumiko's heart capacity is also poor, and the sudden acceleration or something is not because of nervousness!

"Why, when I see Irie, I feel that my strength has disappeared?...It's so embarrassing, I really don't want you to see such a bad look..." Sanada smiled wryly, mocking himself.

I shook my head at him like this, "Isn't it tiring to be a strong person all the time? Even if it's Sailor Moon Shui Bingyue, when he doesn't change his shape, he's just a fragile second grader with zero exams." Girl~Maybe it’s a personal point of view, but at least I think Sanada-senpai who shows his weak side like this is more like a human being. In the past, I occasionally wondered if the perfectionist senior was a robot~”

Just as he was saying this, the black-faced boy suddenly laughed out loud, "Heh... a robot, me? So that's what it is!" Although the joke was a bit weird, listening to this voice somewhat restored some vitality, which was great.

"...I, retract the foreword...don't go back." Sanada reached out and gently rubbed my hair, "until Yukimura comes back, please stay with me...if you are infected by me, change it next time I'll take care of you." After hearing the first sentence, the boy who turned his face away and refused to face me, uttered these words lightly, feeling like he was being poked into a soft spot, and couldn't help laughing up.

"Okay~ Then, shall we prove the saying [infecting a cold to others will speed up recovery]?" The playful heart that had been put away for a long time was suddenly aroused, and while playing it in an ambiguous tone on purpose, He approached the black-faced boy.

"How to prove it?" Eh?Accident!I thought I would definitely be told, "Don't say such stupid things! "Woolen cloth.

"...Well, didn't you say [practice is the only criterion for testing truth]? If it is contagious to me, it really is..." Even I didn't know what I was doing, looking down at the somewhat sickly Senichiro, just like this After the kiss, his lips were hotter than I remembered, probably because of the fever, and my body temperature immediately rose sharply...

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a few days later.

Practice has proved that not all comic books are deceptive ~ at least kissing can really catch a cold!

I was recruited as an experimental guinea pig, and I am currently bedridden.

Genichiro Sanada has always been a man of one word and one word. He kept his original promise and came to visit me at my house immediately after winning the national championship, and said he would take care of me to recover.

But I also want to know, how could my curly-haired watchdog allow his old enemy to come and go in and out of my sister's boudoir at will?Leaving behind the mess of the school festival to let my good friend Xiuer wipe his ass, he immediately moved back home and became a caregiver happily.

Of course, because of Duan's appalling cooking skills, I almost got food poisoning, which is another story.

Late Summer Friends

Putting aside the powerless part of the female pig's life, if I have any dissatisfaction with Irie Kumiko's body, it is definitely the damn sister Lin's physique. It's okay not to be able to exercise vigorously before marriage (after marriage How strenuous do you want to exercise, I want|female!), anyway, I am not a martial artist, but the super poor recovery ability that takes a whole week to recover from a minor cold is really infuriating.So, should it be called luck in misfortune?Laying up in bed bored wasted half a summer