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

But what Ximiao didn't notice was that the older sister who had always been with them had disappeared.

He found the room key in Arisa's pocket, opened the door, and then helped the girl into the room, where he sat her down on the sofa to rest.

As for himself, he skillfully opened Arisa's wardrobe, found a set of loungewear, and put it aside.

"Go take a shower first, it wouldn't be good if you caught a cold later, Arisa, can you manage by yourself..."

Looking at the girl leaning against the armrest of the sofa, this was the first time he had ever seen Arisa in such a weak state.

She was definitely lying when she said she accidentally bumped into someone…

While Ximio was taking care of the girl downstairs, he didn't see that Boros's heterochromatic eyes were watching him from upstairs.

Arisa glanced briefly at the clothes on the sofa before turning her gaze to the adorable boy who was looking at her anxiously.

The thought that Nozomi was actually living with that otaku snow woman and that she hadn't even told her yet...

For some reason, she suddenly felt a little angry.

But according to her understanding, Mio is the type of person who needs others to take the initiative.

And that socially awkward, shut-in Yuki-onna was extremely dull and sassy.

Presumably, Ximiao still doesn't know what that woman's true identity is...

Thinking this way, Arisa's mood eased a little, and she gently raised her arm and spoke to Nozomi.

"Help me take it off~"

"Eh?"

Upon hearing her words, Xi Ling immediately wondered if she had misheard.

But when she repeated it again, looking at the girl's beautiful wine-red eyes, which seemed to be serious, he couldn't help but be stunned.

He initially wanted to refuse, but after seeing Arisa's weak appearance, he hesitated for a long time.

After a while, the boy let out a helpless sigh.

A rustling sound rang out in the living room, and Arisa's fair skin was completely exposed to him.

The bear, wrapped in black lace lingerie, exuded an overwhelming aura of oppression, making him feel even more parched.

As Arisa sat on the sofa, a faint blush appeared on her fair face.

But she still tried to remain calm, looking at Ximiao's face, which was already blushing uncontrollably, and her gaze wandering aimlessly.

So cute!

Author's note: (￣TT￣)

Chapter Twenty: When Others Fight, You Suffer the Consequences

evening.

Hiyo, who had been forced to be Arisa's body pillow for an entire afternoon, quietly left the room while Arisa was asleep on the sofa.

He had to rush back to the apartment to cook dinner for Fanxia...

The girl sitting on the tram was still wearing the same sleeveless sweatshirt that originally belonged to Arisa.

Because the size wasn't quite right, I felt a chill below, and even my chest area felt a bit drafty.

This attracted the attention of several young ladies sitting nearby, who even wanted to come over and take some photos with her. However, Ximiao refused, saying she wasn't feeling well.

He stayed there until he got off the train at his stop and returned to his familiar apartment.

He took the key out of his pocket and opened the door, but the strong cold air from the air conditioner that he had expected did not hit him as usual.

This made Himiko a little confused, so she tentatively called out towards the living room.

"Fanxia-nee? I'm back~"

But after waiting for a while, he still couldn't hear Fanxia respond.

Seeing this, he first took off his shoes in the entryway, put on a pair of white socks on the clean wooden floor, and walked straight to the kitchen.

When she opened the refrigerator, she found that the lunch she had left for her was still untouched, and Ximiao began to panic.

He rushed to the living room, where Fanxia usually liked to lounge on the sofa. The sofa was empty, and the whole room was quiet.

There's only one last place where Honoka might be: her own room…

As soon as Xi Ling walked to the door, he could clearly feel the chill emanating from under the door, even through his white socks.

"Fanxia-nee, are you inside? Why haven't you eaten lunch yet..."

As he said this, he pushed open the door and walked into the room. A strong blast of cold air hit him, and the air conditioner was still whirring.

Inside the room, what could be seen was Fanxia, ​​curled up in a ball with the blankets on the bed, her back to him.

He walked forward with some doubt. Although he was shivering from the cold temperature of the room, he still endured the chill and patted Fanxia, ​​trying to wake her up.

"Fanxia-nee? Fanxia-nee! Wake up, are you feeling unwell?"

Upon seeing the air conditioner remote placed to the side, Nozomi quickly picked it up, intending to turn off the air conditioner.

But he noticed that the air conditioner wasn't displaying a cooling function...

So the air conditioner is actually blowing heat?!

Before Xi Ling could figure out what was going on, Fan Xia, who had been awakened by her own shouts, looked sleepily at the boy sitting by her bedside.

"Mio...am I dreaming? Well...only in dreams would Mio appear here..."

Thinking of this, she steeled her heart, figuring it was just a dream anyway. She had lost to that damned demon in reality, so why couldn't she let Ximiao accompany her in her dream?

She reached out and grabbed Xi Ling by the bedside, then pulled her forcefully. In the blink of an eye, Xi Ling, who hadn't even realized what was happening, was pulled into her bed.

But instead of the warmth of the bed, he felt as if he were lying in a refrigerator.

"Sister Fanxia?"

"Shh~ Quiet, this is my dream! Mio, you just need to be a good girl~"

With that, she gently pressed Xi Ling's face against her soft yet somewhat cool breasts, using her jade-like hand that was behind Xi Ling's head.

Instantly, Xi Ling was forced to mute by her, and her breath was filled with the woman's faint fragrance.

At first, he was able to struggle a little, but as time went on, Ximiao felt like he was about to freeze, and his arms gradually lost their strength.

Fanxia, ​​who was still enjoying the comforting warmth of the boy in her arms, held him tightly around the waist, as if she wanted to meld him into her own body.

After an unknown amount of time, feeling as if she hadn't had such a comfortable sleep in a long time, Fanxia finally woke up.

She slowly stretched and let out a comfortable groan before opening her eyes.

After sitting up, she looked around blankly for a moment, then winced in pain because of the bruises on her body that had been beaten up by Arisa.

"Damn demon... I'll make you pay next time! If I can't beat you, I can always call for backup..."

Just as she was pondering how to get back at him and snatch Xi Ling back to her side, her hand suddenly touched something warm and soft.

She turned her head and saw Xi Ling, wearing only a thin sleeveless sweatshirt, lying on her bed, panting heavily and looking very uncomfortable.

"Eh?"

No, how come Mio is in her bed?

Fanxia was stunned for a moment.

But Xi Ling looked quite uncomfortable. She reached out and touched the boy's forehead, which was slightly feverish.

Whether it was because she made him catch a cold or for some other reason, his body was already soaked with cold sweat.

If this continues, the problem could become even more serious…

Having no experience in taking care of others, the only thing Fanxia could think of was to carry Xiling to the bathroom and give him a hot bath, which might make him feel better.

Thinking this, she first blushed and took off all of Xi Ling's clothes, threw them aside, then picked him up and took him to the bathroom.

After taking off her thick pajamas and putting them aside, Fanxia carefully placed him in the bathtub, letting the warm water soak over his body.

Then, she herself went into the bathtub and held him in her arms.

The two of them soaked in the bathtub until she saw that Xi Ling's originally pale face had become somewhat rosy, and only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.

But as soon as her mind and body relaxed, the bruises on her fair skin started to sting again because of the hot water.

But this time, she didn't seem to care much about the bruises on her body.

Looking at Xi Ling in her arms, still panting heavily, she felt that being beaten up today wasn't so bad after all...

Just when Fanxia thought that a hot bath and a thicker blanket for Ximiao would make him feel better the next day,

The next day.

Early in the morning, Fanxia's scream rang out inside the house.

In Nozomi's room, Honoka, who had somehow found a mercury thermometer, was staring intently at the readings on it.

"Oh no! 39℃... I'm going to call an ambulance right now! Mio, hang in there!"

This was the first time Fanxia had encountered such a situation, and in a moment of panic, she took out her phone to call an ambulance.

Before she could dial, her hand was pressed down by the boy's slightly hot little hand.

"Ha...ha...don't be nervous, Fanxia-nee...it's not that bad."

Although she felt unwell and her head was spinning, Xi Ling, who had just woken up, managed to stop her in time.

"I'll take some medicine... and I should be fine. It's just a fever..."

Author's note: Do any handsome or beautiful readers know what happens when you take a hot bath while having a fever?

(?ω?)