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

"Woo~~~"

Seeing Asano Makoto's serious expression, which made him seem somewhat angry, Miyajima Eriko felt a rare sense of panic.

After struggling visibly for a while, she said in a very soft voice, "In, in the kitchen... in the cupboard upstairs."

Makoto Asano nodded, turned around and walked out of the guest room.

Behind her, Eriko Miyajima's face was completely flushed, and her body was getting hotter, making her look as if her condition had worsened.

As for why...

Makoto Asano now knows.

Once in the kitchen, he quickly found the medicine box and began rummaging through it.

After searching for a long time, he found only one box... well... a box of special medicine for treating fever, and no other fever medication.

Only then did he understand why Eriko Miyajima had acted that way earlier.

So it turns out they were afraid of the Chrysanthemum Special Attack Noble Phantasm.

Makoto Asano couldn't help but smile and shake his head.

He didn't have any particular thoughts about it, since it was ultimately just medicine for treating illnesses.

Besides, no matter what, I don't think anyone would be interested in a patient wanting to try 39.3℃, right?

That's just inhuman.

You say yes?

With a smile on his face, Asano Makoto took the special attack weapon and walked back to his room.

第111章 直场给药，双倍药效！（2/3，加更9/14）

"Eriko, lie down on your side with your back to me."

Makoto Asano raised his hand to Eriko Miyajima, who was sitting on the bed, and showed her the box of suppositories he was holding.

He didn't say anything strange, but rather deliberately avoided the topic with great tact.

Perhaps because she knew what was about to happen, Eriko Miyajima, feeling extremely ashamed, didn't say anything.

She blushed, gritted her teeth, and after a moment of internal struggle, nodded: "Mm."

"I'll help you."

As Asano Makoto spoke, he reached out and helped Miyajima Eriko lie down on the bed, then turned her over halfway so that she was facing the left side of the bed and her back was to him.

Neither of them said anything.

After turning over, even though she could no longer see Makoto Asano behind her, Eriko Miyajima still closed her eyes.

She slowly pulled down half of her loose trousers and pure white underwear, and then quietly waited for that moment to arrive.

However, after waiting for a while, she still didn't feel that strange sensation, and subconsciously asked, "Asano-kun?"

"Ah... I'm reading the instruction manual, please wait a moment."

Makoto Asano would never admit that he had just been mesmerized by that plump, round peach.

After giving a casual explanation, he quickly opened the box and took out all the conical suppositories and instructions.

This is his first time using this thing, but he will read the instructions.

"First, open the packaging and take out the suppository. Then, apply the petroleum jelly or other lubricant provided in the box to the tip of the suppository. Finally, use your finger to push the suppository into the patient's vagina..."

"Asano-kun!"

She didn't know where the strength came from, but Eriko Miyajima called out to Makoto Asano with a mix of shame and indignation, making him stop reading the instruction manual.

"Cough cough..."

Makoto Asano coughed awkwardly twice: "Then I'll begin, Eriko."

Upon hearing this, Eriko Miyajima spoke again in her weak voice, "Asano-kun... be gentle."

Although he knew Eriko was blind, Makoto Asano nodded and said seriously, "Yes, bear with it, Eriko."

"Hmm~~! Wait, wait a minute... Asano-kun!"

Feeling Makoto Asano's fingers touch her body, the cool touch brought Eriko Miyajima back to her senses. She quickly asked, "How deep should it go?"

"Hmm? Let me see... The instructions say it should be two to three centimeters."

Upon hearing the number, Eriko Miyajima immediately felt a pang of fear: "Should we... should we put it in here? Or... maybe we should just forget about it?"

"That won't do. How can your body get better if you don't take medicine?"

Makoto Asano gently patted Eriko Miyajima's thigh and comforted her with a smile, "Don't worry, don't be afraid. This thing is so small, and it's been coated with Vaseline, it won't hurt."

"Woo..."

Eriko Miyajima hesitated for a moment, but in the end she obediently listened to Makoto Asano.

In fact, if she hadn't been running a high fever right now, and her mind wasn't even a little muddled, she definitely wouldn't have accepted Makoto Asano's suggestion.

But it's too late to say anything now.

After finding the right spot, Makoto Asano quickly had Eriko Miyajima take the medicine.

Although it was a bit difficult at the beginning, the result was relatively smooth.

At this moment, Eriko Miyajima, who was lying on her side, had her face completely flushed. Apart from letting out a soft moan at the beginning, she gritted her teeth and dared not make a sound the rest of the time.

That's how pharmaceutical suppositories are; although the effects of medication absorbed directly are very good, the process of using them is always embarrassing.

"Alright Eriko, it should be ready in about fifteen minutes. I'm going to wash my hands."

Seeing Eriko Miyajima nod, Makoto Asano left the guest room.

...(Dear reviewer, this is a suppository for treatment, not something inserted directly, and there's no explicit description. Was this really necessary?)

After washing his hands, Makoto Asano quickly returned to his bedroom.

He had to ask Eriko Miyajima what she wanted to eat, then decide whether to cook for her, then "accidentally" cut his finger a few times, or just order takeout for her.

However, after returning to the guest room, Makoto Asano suddenly noticed that Eriko Miyajima was still lying on her side, and she wasn't even wearing pants.

"Eriko?"

He walked to the bedside and tentatively called out, but received no response.

"Eriko, Eriko? Are you asleep?"

He leaned close to Eriko Miyajima's ear and whispered something, then nudged her shoulder.

However, there has still been no response.

"Looks like you're really tired..."

Makoto Asano muttered to himself, hesitated for a moment, then reached out and slowly helped Eriko put on her half-undone underwear and trousers, and covered her with a blanket.

After doing all this, he pulled up a chair and sat on the edge of the bed, then stared at Eriko Miyajima's back for a while.

After confirming that the other party was not responding and was probably "asleep," he shrugged and took out his phone to pass the time.

As for the pink-haired succubus flying around him, constantly shouting "She's not asleep! She's pretending! Go for it! Give it to her!", he completely ignored her.

Of course he knew Eriko was pretending to be asleep.

He simply didn't want to expose it.

He knew very well that he couldn't wake Eriko, who was pretending to be asleep out of shame.

Even under these circumstances, one might secretly take advantage of others.

But it's completely unnecessary, and it might even lower your public image, and you might even lose the "gentleman" persona you've maintained so well.

So why bother?

It's better to give her some time to let her think things through; she might even have some unexpected gains.

And it'll be soon, won't it?

Looking at Eriko Miyajima's information panel, where her favorability and moral depravity values ​​had reached 87 and 89 respectively, Makoto Asano couldn't help but think to himself.

And so, Makoto Asano sat there until six o'clock in the afternoon, bickering in his mind with the succubus and playing games on his phone.

Eriko Miyajima finally woke up around 6:30.

Just as Makoto Asano had predicted, when he went to wash his hands, Eriko Miyajima, overwhelmed with shame, subconsciously chose to pretend to be asleep.

Because he was sitting next to her, Eriko didn't dare to get up, afraid of being discovered that she was pretending to be asleep, so she could only keep thinking about random things.

As a result, shortly after closing her eyes, she began to feel sleepy and eventually fell asleep by accident.

Seeing Eriko Miyajima slowly open her eyes, Makoto Asano put down his phone and asked with some concern, "Awake?"

Realizing that he had been sitting next to her all this time and might have even seen her sleeping posture, which was probably not very pleasant, Eriko Miyajima instantly woke up.

She quickly sat up and nodded shyly, "Mmm."

Seeing that Eriko was able to sit up on her own, Makoto Asano smiled and said, "You're recovering well. It seems the medicine is working very well."

Hearing his seemingly pointed remark, Eriko Miyajima couldn't help but blush.

However, Makoto Asano didn't continue teasing her about this matter. Instead, he asked, "What would you like to eat? Don't cook tonight, I'll order takeout for you."

"Ah."

Eriko Miyajima didn't say much about his suggestion, but simply nodded in acceptance and began to think about it.

But just then, the two suddenly heard the sound of a lock turning at the door.

Chapter 112 Eriko's Cover-Up (3/3)

The person who opened the door was naturally Yuta Yamada.

There was no overtime at the company today, so he immediately rushed home after leaving get off work at six o'clock.