I endured the humiliation and humiliation while being besieged by the ghost story elder sister.

"It's only been ten minutes, it can't be that fast, let's just be patient a little longer."

a long time.

Himio smelled a delicious aroma, like fried noodles, and apart from the small cake he ate at Hanako's place that afternoon, he hadn't eaten anything else.

So, after smelling this fragrance, even though he couldn't open his eyes, his stomach still made a sound instinctively.

Hearing the commotion from Nozomi's side, Hoka paused in her chopsticks, then turned to Ami, who was looking at a tablet beside her, and asked.

"Can I take some of this for Mio to eat?"

"Huh? You want him dead?"

"Eh?"

"He's completely out of it right now, and you still want to feed him noodles? Isn't that trying to choke him to death?"

Speechless after being confronted by Ami's well-reasoned explanation, Fanxia could only silently slurp up a mouthful of fried noodles before speaking.

"What should we do... They haven't had dinner yet. Without proper nutrition, they won't recover so easily."

"Alright, alright, I know you care about them, but don't worry, I've already asked Bailuo to make a pot of mixed vegetable porridge. They can eat it when they wake up."

After being comforted by Ami, Honoka finally settled down to eat her dinner properly, and even went to the refrigerator to grab a bottle of orange juice to cleanse her palate.

That night.

Thanks to the ice pack, Nozomi, who had become much more awake, sat up from the bed with the help of Honoka.

After drinking some water to replenish the fluids he had lost from sweating, he began to eat the mixed vegetable porridge that Boros had cooked, taking small sips.

To be honest, the taste was not bad, but when he noticed that Arisa next to him also looked sickly and was eating mixed vegetable porridge with him, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Once Fanxia had walked a little further away, he asked Arisa, still holding onto his questions.

"Hey~ Arisa, do you demons get sick too?"

"...Is it possible that this is caused by my period?"

"Eh?"

Having received the answer, Hiyo felt her understanding was about to be refreshed once again. No, the devil actually lost to menstruation?

Just how terrifying is this girl's period?

Nozomi couldn't help but think this, and her gaze towards Arisa held even more admiration.

After eating something, because both of them had fevers, they couldn't take a hot shower, so they could only wipe their bodies with hot water to make do.

then.

With the help of Aunt Ami, Arisa went back to her own bedroom, while Nozomi took off her clothes and had Honoka wipe her body in the living room.

Whether it was because he was sick or because he was shy, his face looked very rosy.

His body temperature was so high that even through a wet towel, Fan Xia could clearly feel the heat, which showed just how high it was.

After wiping her body, I took her temperature again: 38.9℃. Heaven knows what Ximio did to get so sick.

In contrast, Arisa only had a low-grade fever, which seemed to be due to her menstrual period, so she was in much better spirits than Nozomi.

If the situation were reversed, Fanxia was confident that she could take Ximiao back upstairs to take care of her. If Ximiao's temperature hadn't come down by tomorrow, then she would probably have to go to the hospital again.

Seeing that Ximio had lay back down on the pillow and closed her eyes to rest, Fanxia returned to the sofa, also feeling relieved.

Perhaps because she often takes care of the sick Nozomi, she feels that her skills in caring for people are much more proficient than before.

This should be a good thing... Fanxia couldn't help but think to herself on the sofa.

Chapter 77 38℃

That night.

Perhaps because the quilt was too stuffy, Nozomi, who was sleeping on a makeshift bed on the floor in Arisa's bedroom, couldn't help but sit up and reach for a tissue to wipe the fine sweat from her face.

But after searching around, he couldn't find the tissue box. His legs were too weak, so he had to take off his pajamas and use them to wipe the cold sweat off his body.

After Ximiao wiped away the sweat that had been sulking on her body, she turned her head slightly and glanced at Arisa, who was fast asleep on the soft bed.

The girl's peaceful sleeping face showed absolutely no sign of her being a devil. The thought that even a mighty devil could get sick because of his period made him want to laugh.

After lost in thought for a while on the bed, Ximiao reached for the water glass that Fanxia had prepared and placed next to his bed. After drinking some water, he fell asleep again.

Until the early morning of the following day.

Sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating Arisa's pretty face on the soft bed.

The glaring sunlight made her frown slightly, then she came to her senses, opened her eyes, and looked at the familiar ceiling. For some reason, she felt dizzy.

More importantly, even the slightest movement caused her lower abdomen to make a sound that made her blush.

"I'm so hungry... I think I didn't even have time to eat dinner yesterday before going to bed?"

Looking at her pajamas, which were already soaked with sweat, Arisa thought to herself.

But when she turned her head, she saw that a bed had been made on the floor, and the very familiar boy was quietly curled up on the bedding.

Arisa was stunned.

She was a little confused about the situation. How could Ximiao be in her room?

Could it be that she got drunk again yesterday and then did *that* while drunk?

But the clothes they were wearing were perfectly neat...

Before she could continue thinking, she saw the pajamas that Ximiao had thrown aside because she thought it was too hot.

Now, Arisa was no longer entirely sure what she had done yesterday.

a long time.

Arisa struggled to get out of bed and tiptoed past Nozomi to the living room.

When she saw Fanxia, ​​who was fast asleep on the sofa with only a blanket covering her, she was momentarily stunned.

Then, she found Berlos, who was already up and preparing breakfast for everyone in the kitchen.

"Ah? Miss Arisa, you're awake."

Hearing the noise behind him, Beros's ears twitched slightly. He turned around, glanced at Arisa who was holding a water glass and pouring water, and then said softly.

After a moment, Arisa finally drank a glass of water to moisten her dry throat before speaking softly.

"Yesterday, what happened? Why was Ximiao in my room?"

"Didn't you know? You two got sick at almost the same time, and that's why you were put together for easier care."

"Get ill?"

After receiving Boros's answer, Arisa was still a little confused, but she quickly came to her senses and hurriedly returned to her bedroom.

Seeing the pale-faced boy, she bent down and placed her still warm hand on Xi Ling's forehead.

The burning heat made her freeze in place. She knew why; when she was trapped on the train yesterday, Xi Ling seemed a little off.

However, even in this state, Nozomi still showed no signs of waking up, which made Arisa a little worried.

She quickly found an electronic thermometer and took Ximiao's temperature: 39.2℃...

Even with a cotton blanket and sweating all night, it couldn't bring down Xiling's fever; in fact, her temperature was even a little higher than yesterday.

Arisa quickly woke up Honoka, who was resting on the sofa, and her mother, Ami, who was taking a beauty nap in the bedroom.

I don’t know how long it took.

Ximiao, who was sound asleep and feeling very sleepy, and who didn't want to open her eyes and get out of bed at all, suddenly felt a sharp pain on the back of her hand.

Then, a series of cool sensations came from the spot that had been stinging, which made him feel a little more relaxed.

When he opened his eyes, the glaring incandescent light made him squint instinctively.

"Mio, are you feeling any better?"

A familiar voice rang in his ears. Xi Ling subconsciously turned her head to look and found that Arisa was sitting next to her, holding a bowl of takeout hot porridge in her hand, eating it in small bites.

"Arisa? Where am I?"

He asked a little curiously.

"You're in the hospital now. The doctor prescribed some medicine for you. You can go home after you finish these two IV drips."

Following the direction Arisa's slender, white finger was pointing, a long IV tube was connected to one of the glass bottles above, while the other was already empty.

It seems he's been at the hospital for a while now. Is Arisa just staying with him like this?

Nozomi couldn't help but think this.

After taking the water glass from Arisa and moistening his throat slightly, he continued to ask.

"Where are Honoka-nee and Aunt Ami? It can't be that you brought me here because Arisa is also sick, right?"

He knew perfectly well that despite Arisa's seemingly energetic appearance, she wasn't actually much better off than him.

When Nozomi asked this question, Arisa immediately explained it to him.

"They went to a coffee shop near the hospital, had a drink, and waited for us."

"us?"

Only then did Xi Ling notice that Arisa, who was sitting next to him, also had a medical bandage on the back of her hand to stop bleeding, indicating that she had just finished an IV drip.

He didn't know what to say, and after a long silence, he finally asked.

"Did the doctor say anything? For example, why did we both get sick?"

"You caught a cold, Mio, that's your fault. As for me, it's a sore throat, heaven knows how it happened, I didn't even cough much."

While drinking her porridge, Arisa chatted nonchalantly with Himiko, wondering what delicious food would be available for the two patients later.

As for Nozomi, since she had already had a good sleep, she felt uncomfortable if she continued to rest with her eyes closed, so she borrowed Arisa's phone and started watching movies.

What? We can't use the hospital's Wi-Fi?

Then I'll just use Arisa's data allowance~ Anyway, she can't use it all up.