The Gemini Princess wants me to confess my feelings!

Chapter 153 Are You Asleep?

The next day.

Shiori Kisaragi felt like she hadn't had such a good night's sleep in ages.

I don't know if it was the painkillers or because a man was sleeping next to me.

That kid was indeed very well-behaved all night.

The Mori family had prepared a change of clothes, but unfortunately, she was injured and couldn't get her clothes wet. She was woken up early for a check-up, and after the check-up, she could only wipe herself with a damp towel.

As soon as I stepped out of the bathroom, I found that Kirihara Akira had just woken up and was stretching on the bed.

Shiori Kisaragi, wearing a scarf and a mischievous grin, said, "You seemed to have gone to the bathroom more than once last night. Were you doing something naughty?"

Kirihara Akira rolled her eyes: "Don't be ridiculous. You slept like a log, how could you possibly know how many times I got up to do the handiwork?"

Those words were so crude that Shiori Kisaragi's face instantly turned bright red: "You, you, you wouldn't really—"

"Don't worry, there's nothing wrong," Kirihara Akira said. "What did the doctor say? Were there any instructions?"

"Huh? How did you know I went to see a doctor? I thought you had just woken up," Shiori Kisaragi said in surprise.

Kirihara Akira said, "I've always been a light sleeper."

Kisaragi Shiori retorted, "—You sound more suited to this kind of clandestine work than I am."

Kirihara Akira said, "Alright, let's not change the subject. What exactly did the doctor tell you?"

"Are you stupid?" Shiori Kisaragi rolled her eyes and said, "It's only been one night. A routine checkup is just to see if the wound has become infected or worsened. What else could there be to be careful about?"

Kirihara Akira rubbed her eyes and said, "Oh, I was still half asleep."

She said she was a light sleeper one minute, and then said she was half asleep the next... Kisaragi Shiori was too lazy to call her out on it, and said, "Make me some breakfast."

"The hospital wasn't prepared?"

"Yes, but I don't want to eat it." Shiori Kisaragi sat lazily on the edge of the bed and said, "I want to eat something delicious."

"Eat my ass! I'll be happy when your wound is oozing pus and stinking," Kirihara Akira said.

Kisaragi Shiori said angrily, "Huh? Why are you being so mean to me after just one night?!"

Kirihara Akatsuki chuckled strangely, "Women I've slept with lose their flavor, of course they become indifferent."

Kisaragi Shiori kicked him and laughed, "You haven't even had any yet."

The force of the kick was neither too strong nor too weak; it was more like a half-push and half-send, stopping just in Kirihara Akira's abdomen.

A small foot was encased in a warm cotton sock for the night, looking somewhat unaware of its surroundings. But with just a little pressure from her fingers, the knitted cotton would gather tightly, highlighting the beautiful shape of her foot.

Shiori Kisaragi looked at him, giggled, and said, "You little pervert."

Kirihara Akira had no choice but to accept this title, whether she wanted to or not.

He rubbed the little foot and suddenly said, "Have you told your family about your injury?"

Kisaragi Shiori's face immediately fell, then she said casually, "I'm hungry, could you bring me some food?"

Kirihara Akatsuki wasn't about to be misled. With a half-smile, she said, "Now do you understand your mother?"

"Understand what? How can that be the same?" Kisaragi Shiori was extremely hypocritical: "She is my mother, it's only natural for me to take care of her."

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"You are Aunt Ruyue's daughter. Isn't her taking care of you also a form of kinship that is thicker than blood?"

"...That's different." Shiori Kisaragi said confidently, "I have the ability to take care of her and the ability to shoulder the burden of the family, but she is different. She knows what I do at work but can't help me. Even if she knows I'm injured, she can only worry."

"And the fact that I was able to bypass her concealment and find out she was injured is my skill. If she had that skill too, then she could investigate all she wanted."

Kirihara Akira immediately said, "Okay, I'll go tell Auntie right away."

"You're not allowed to go!" Shiori Kisaragi exclaimed anxiously, "If you go, I'll get angry!"

Kirihara Akira shrugged helplessly and said, "Like a little girl."

"I am a little girl!" Shiori Kisaragi said.

"Alright, I won't tell," Kirihara Akatsuki had no choice but to compromise, saying, "Then don't do anything so dangerous next time."

"Ugh, you're so annoying, you're just like a mother hen."

Kirihara Akira couldn't help but chuckle and said, "You treated me like this before, I'm just returning the favor."

"Where? I'm not an old woman."

"Oh, right," Kirihara Akira said, "I've arranged to meet with Officer Watanabe today. I still need to hand over the gun we seized to him. After all, someone died last night, and I still need to give him an explanation."

"Thank you for your trouble." Kisaragi Shiori sighed, "I should have gone, but my status makes it really inconvenient."

"Being an undercover agent is indeed tough," Kirihara Akira said.

After they finished speaking, the two looked at each other and neither of them said anything.

Kisaragi Shiori couldn't help but ask, "Then why are you still lingering?"

Kirihara Akira chuckled and said, "It's still early, there's still an hour or two before the agreed time, no rush, let's linger a little longer."

Kisaragi Shiori suddenly pulled her foot back forcefully.

Her expression suddenly became somewhat tense.

Kirihara Akira looked up and turned to look at the doorway behind her, as if sensing something, and then she was so frightened that she almost jumped out of her skin.

He jumped out of bed and stood at attention, saying, "Qingye, what brings you here?"

With her arms crossed and leaning against the doorframe, Mori Kiyoha said with a cold laugh, "What are you looking at me for? Don't stop! I really shouldn't have come and interrupted your good time. I'm so sorry."

Kirihara Akatsuki, her mouth dry, explained, "You've misunderstood. I was just giving you a massage."

"Oh, a massage." Mori Kiyoha glanced at him sideways and said, "Of course, you use your hands, and I'll use my feet. Anyway, you look like you like being stepped on."

"Don't spread rumors." Kirihara Akira recalled what Li Changqing had said about Mori Kiyoha being able to trigger certain fetishes in people.

He quickly changed the subject: "Let's not talk about that. What brings you here?"

Mori Kiyoha looked at Kisaragi Shiori and said, "I need to speak with this woman."

Kirihara Akira paused for a moment, then asked, "What about?"

Mori Kiyoha said impatiently, "It's serious business, can you stop asking? What, are you so afraid I'll hurt her, or afraid she'll hurt me?"

Kirihara Akatsuki readily surrendered, saying quickly, "Okay, I won't ask anymore. I'll leave now. Contact me if anything comes up."

Kirihara Akira ran away, leaving Kisaragi Shiori to deal with Mori Kiyoha alone.

In fact, Shiori Kisaragi had always found this second young lady quite troublesome.

A girl who is too domineering, but who is not a brainless spoiled brat, is both smart and has resources. She is the type that I can't handle at all, but she is someone I have to get along with.

Mori Kiyoha suddenly spoke: "Are you all asleep?"

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