My wife believes me; how could I be a cuckold?

Thinking this, Makoto Asano shook his head, banishing those strange thoughts from his mind, and said, "Then let's wait a while before testing..."

"Asano-kun, could you please put the thermometer under my arm for me...?"

However, to his surprise, Eriko Miyajima spoke up at the same time he did.

Clearly, Eriko Miyajima hadn't considered this either.

It was only then that she realized how embarrassing her words had been.

Her face immediately turned a little red, but not as sickly red as before.

"No, Asano-kun, I..."

After realizing what had happened, she quickly tried to explain.

However, before that, Makoto Asano spoke first, "Okay, Eriko, lift your arm, I'll help you."

As if he felt that this was not enough, he added in a serious tone, "Thinking about it carefully, it is indeed the case. Eriko is sick right now, and not a single second should be wasted."

Since Eriko Miyajima has already said so, it would seem like he's clueless to refuse.

To be honest, he did want to help Eriko Miyajima take her temperature, since it was a serious matter concerning her health.

Moreover, he only wanted to help take temperatures and didn't intend to do anything else.

Yes, really.

Although if he were to help, he would inevitably touch some places he shouldn't while placing the thermometer under his armpit.

But that's not his problem; it's just something that can't be avoided.

"Well……"

Eriko Miyajima was clearly somewhat regretful, regretting that she shouldn't have impulsively asked Makoto Asano for such an embarrassing favor.

She hesitated for a moment before saying, "Asano-kun, perhaps we should wait a while, I..."

However, before she could finish speaking, Makoto Asano comforted her, "Eriko, don't overthink it. You are the patient right now, and I'm just taking care of you."

As he said this, he wore a righteous and noble expression, as if his heart was as lofty as his words.

Eriko Miyajima was also taken aback by his righteous words.

Finally, Eriko Miyajima nodded slightly.

Seemingly unable to meet Asano Makoto's gaze, she turned her head to look at her left side.

At the same time, she used her left hand to pull open the collar of her plain white long-sleeved loungewear, half-raised her right arm, and her face flushed.

On the other side, Makoto Asano couldn't help but chuckle to himself as he disinfected the thermometer with an alcohol wipe.

Immediately afterwards, he slipped the thermometer through his collar and pointed it with a clear purpose...

It reached under Eriko Miyajima's raised arm.

Because the neckline of her loungewear was very small, even though Eriko Miyajima pulled it open with her hand, she could hardly see anything; there was only a gap just big enough for her arm to pass through.

but it does not matter.

Can't you see it or touch it?

As he placed the thermometer under his arm, Makoto Asano immediately felt that familiar, delicate, and soft texture on the back of his hand.

However, unlike in her dream, Eriko Miyajima now exudes a fiery aura.

He was also surprised to find that he wasn't wearing anything under his pajamas.

Upon feeling Makoto Asano's large hand, Eriko Miyajima instinctively tensed up.

She bit her lip gently, trying to suppress the sound that was about to escape her throat.

I wonder if it's because I'm sick.

She felt that her body seemed to have become more sensitive than usual...

Chapter 110: Anti-Ju Special Attack Noble Phantasm (1/3)

"Eriko, hold on tight, hold it firmly, don't let it fall."

As Asano Makoto said this, he placed the thermometer under Miyajima Eriko's arm.

He then withdrew his hand, inevitably touching that towering mound once again.

He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt that the sensations he experienced in reality were better than those in his dreams.

That is indeed possible.

Although the dream was constructed based on Eriko Miyajima's own memories and feelings, it is normal for there to be some subtle differences.

Of course, it's also possible that he just misjudged the situation.

After all, it was just a light rub with the back of my hand, so whether it's accurate or not is another matter.

Moreover, what Makoto Asano is more concerned about now is that Eriko Miyajima is not wearing anything underneath.

This involves his blind spots in knowledge.

Although he has a wealth of knowledge, it is not very serious.

Little did he know that girls don't wear anything to bed, or if they do, it's only special sleep underwear.

However, it's not easy for him to ask these questions, at least not now, and he can't ask Eriko either.

I'll ask Yuna later...

As Makoto Asano was thinking this, Eriko Miyajima, sitting on the bed, couldn't help but let out a soft hum.

She had barely managed to endure the first touch, but the second touch that came so quickly was something she simply couldn't bear.

Her body has always been very sensitive.

Even the slightest touch would make her heart tremble uncontrollably.

But this time, perhaps because of her illness, she felt that her body seemed to have become more sensitive.

"Okay, Eriko, it will be ready in five or six minutes."

"Um……"

Eriko Miyajima nodded, but still turned her head to the other side, not daring to look directly at Makoto Asano.

Six or seven minutes passed, and the two went through the process again.

This time, Makoto Asano was much more skilled, but Eriko was still the same, unable to help but moan when Makoto Asano touched her body.

After checking the thermometer reading, Makoto Asano said with some concern, "39.3 degrees Celsius, Eriko, you have a high fever. Should we go to the hospital to get it checked out?"

A temperature of 39.3℃ is a very high fever, even for an adult, so it's no wonder that Eriko Miyajima couldn't even lift her arm just now.

After hearing Makoto Asano's suggestion to go to the hospital, Eriko Miyajima turned her head back.

She hesitated for a moment, then shook her head: "I'd better not go to the hospital. They'll just prescribe a few pills anyway, and they'll be very expensive..."

Upon hearing this, Makoto Asano couldn't help but nod in agreement.

Although Japan has a very comprehensive health insurance system, and the reimbursement rate is usually up to 70%, the cost of medical treatment there is also very high.

Take seeing a doctor for a fever or cold as an example. Even after medical insurance reimburses the cost, patients still have to pay a consultation fee of three to four thousand yen.

Furthermore, Japanese doctors won't give you IV drips; they'll just prescribe some medicine, and you'll have to go to a nearby pharmacy to buy it yourself according to the prescription.

It's better to just take some medicine at home, lie in bed and get a good night's rest, rather than running back and forth between the hospital and the pharmacy.

So after thinking it over, Makoto Asano respected Eriko Miyajima's wishes and didn't bring it up again.

Since you're not going to the hospital, you'll have to take medicine.

So Makoto Asano took out a first-aid kit from the bag and started rummaging through it.

Then he suddenly realized that there was no medicine for fever in his medicine cabinet.

It only contains some basic medical tools for treating external injuries, such as band-aids and gauze.

But you can't blame him.

Apart from the time he collapsed due to overexertion during exercise, he has never been sick since childhood.

Knowing he wouldn't get sick, he used to just buy a medicine kit on a whim and never even opened it after buying it.

"Excuse me, Eriko, I don't think I have any cold medicine at home..."

Makoto Asano looked at Eriko Miyajima somewhat awkwardly, scratching his head sheepishly: "Where is your first-aid kit?"

In fact, Eriko Miyajima also knew that Makoto Asano's medicine cabinet did not contain those medicines.

Because when she bandaged Asano Makoto last time, the gauze and iodine were taken from that medicine box by her.

At that time, she didn't find any common medicines inside, but she didn't pay attention to it and just assumed that Makoto Asano had put those medicines somewhere else.

So after hearing Makoto Asano's apology, she simply nodded and said, "My first-aid kit is..."

However, for some reason, when she was halfway through her sentence, Eriko Miyajima seemed to suddenly remember something and stopped talking.

Makoto Asano asked in confusion, "Hmm? Where's the first-aid kit?"

Eriko Miyajima said stiffly, "The medicine, the first-aid kit is... no, actually we don't have a first-aid kit at home, uh-huh, we don't!"

What about the liar?

It must be said that Eriko Miyajima is truly incapable of lying.

When she said this, she practically had the words "I'm lying" written all over her face.

Seeing her adorable appearance, Makoto Asano almost burst out laughing.

However funny it may seem, we should still take illness seriously.

So after laughing, he immediately put on a serious expression and said to Eriko Miyajima in a stern tone, "Eriko, stop fooling around. You have such a high fever right now, you need to take your medicine quickly, otherwise how will you get better?"