You think you're worthy of saving the world?

"Okay, okay... whatever happens, we can talk about it tomorrow... but what should we do now... sob!"

Jaika's eyes darted around as she spoke haltingly.

"Why...why are you alright?"

She finally couldn't hold back and asked the question that concerned her most.

I'm on the verge of collapse; just maintaining my ability to think is my limit...

Yuri, however, remained completely calm, which only made Chaika feel more and more anxious.

"I have a sacred relic embedded in my body that resists all toxins and curses, which can alleviate these symptoms to some extent."

Yuri explained to her, "And it's not entirely nothing, I'm just enduring it."

He glanced at Jaika's body curves and quickly looked away.

Upon hearing this, the girl with the braided hair was both embarrassed and annoyed: "You mean I overreacted... Waaah?"

“I never said that… Don’t get agitated, it might just worsen your symptoms.”

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...!"

Yuri looked at the girl who kept twisting her shoulders with a puzzled expression: "What's wrong? Haven't you been cured of the poison yet?"

"Okay, that seems to be the case... Strange, why is that!?" Even with her anxious face, Chaika remained charming and alluring.

Yuri thought for a moment and said, "I guess the aphrodisiac that Mrs. Emil used on us was made from plants native to the island..."

So that's why the healing magic circulating on the mainland isn't very effective, right? The principles weren't incorporated into the spell formulas.

After all, the people who compiled the antidote formulas in the past wouldn't have included those from remote islands..."

"Enough, enough... Ugh... Stop analyzing so seriously! Think of something, I'm already... Waaah!"

Jaika's eyelashes trembled, and her shoulders shook uncontrollably.

Just then, Yuri suddenly walked towards her with a serious expression.

"Wait...wait a minute! Yuri! I'm not mentally prepared yet...!"

The black-haired boy reacted quickly, covering her mouth with one hand and extinguishing the candles in the room with the other.

"Waaaaah... Waaaaah~"

In the dimly lit room, Chaika struggled desperately—

No.

Chaika, nestled in the boy's arms and wriggling, was less struggling than she was being affectionate.

"Shh—keep your voice down," Yuri said.

"Hmm... okay." Chaika nodded obediently.

Then, Yuri half-embraced her and led her to one of the two beds in the room.

The two overlapping shadows fell down.

"I...I'm ready..."

Chaika blinked her moist eyes, gazing at the boy's face directly above her.

Wow...so handsome!

This is my first man...

The girl's rationality had been completely dissolved under the influence of the drugs.

She had completely forgotten Yuri's earlier warnings about the possibility of getting pregnant.

Whatever the consequences, it doesn't matter now...

At this moment, only one thought remained in the girl's mind...

That is to quickly fill the void of loneliness...

"Yu...Yuri?"

Chaika reached out her hand, but Yuri restrained it.

He turned his neck, gesturing towards the window.

"!"

When Jaika noticed a swaying figure outside the window, the flames that had been burning within her instantly subsided.

"It's probably Mrs. Emil," Yuri whispered. "She's come to check on us."

"........."

Jaika pursed her lips, at a loss: What should we do, Yuri?

After thinking for a moment, the boy lay down.

Let's just muddle through for now and talk about it tomorrow during the day.

"Oh……"

When Yuri buried his face in Chaika's neck, the latter let out a cute little hum from her nose.

After a while, a rhythmic creaking sound came from the room.

That's the sound an old wooden bed makes when it's been cruelly treated.

Accompanied by a creaking sound, a few female voices would occasionally be heard.

After a while, the figure at the window disappeared.

"…………call."

Yuri breathed a sigh of relief, stopped rocking the bed, and propped herself up.

He checked several times before he was finally relieved.

"Yes, they've already left."

"........."

Jaika lay silently in bed.

Her face was still flushed, tears welled in the corners of her eyes, and her long hair hung by her lips, making her look beautiful and charming.

"Are you OK."

"Yuri, you can do it..."

She looked at the boy with a pitiful expression and placed Yuri's hand in her lap.

"--no."

Yuri suppressed the turmoil in his heart and shook his head at the infatuated girl.

He's the only one who can still barely maintain his rationality; he absolutely cannot go with the flow.

Yuri had no interest in taking advantage of others' misfortunes.

Although this simulated anomaly was performed in privacy mode, so no one would know what happened...

But both of them knew it.

If they "do" it under these circumstances, their relationship will become irreparable.

Tomorrow morning, Jaika will be furious... no, she'll be so desperate she'll want to die.

Furthermore, it's unclear what impact this will have on subsequent singularity strategies.

This island is indeed a bit strange.

Chaika might actually get a kill in one shot... What will happen then?

"No, Chaika."

Yuri gently placed her hand back in its place and said in a coaxing tone, "Just bear with it tonight, okay?"

Chaika pouted: "But I..."

“No, listen to me.” Yuri refused again firmly.

"Then..."

The girl with braided pigtails had tears glistening in her beautiful eyes. Her face was flushed, and she twisted her shoulders as she murmured something in a pleading tone.

"I'll just wait and not go in..."

Yuri: "…………"

Chaika: "Okay?"

After a long silence, the prophesied son sighed and nodded in agreement.

"Thank you, Yuri!"

"Lie down."

"yes……?"

……

……

……

"Aiyaa ...

The next morning, Yuri was awakened by the girl's piercing screams.

He opened his eyes and saw Jaika beside him, wearing only a shirt and with a face full of despair.

"Good morning." Yuri rubbed her eyes.

"Yuri...!"

The girl blushed and pulled the sheet to cover herself.

The effects of the drug finally wore off, and Jia Yika regained her senses and remembered everything that had happened the night before.

The girl grabbed the pillow and repeatedly pounded her head, as if doing so would erase unwanted memories.