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"without……"

When Yayoi spoke her second sentence, she increased the pressure on her hand, and Sanemi was in so much pain that she broke out in a cold sweat.

"I wanted to take blood while that ghost was still alive... and then I was..."

"That's why I say you're stupid." Yayoi let Sanemi go for the time being, withdrew her hand, and wiped the still warm blood from her thumb onto Sanemi's lower lip.

"Try it, don't waste it. This is rare blood, even ghosts can't get it."

Sanemi was a little stunned and didn't immediately realize what Yayoi was going to do.

"I'm not a ghost."

"I'm."

He bent down and pecked Sanemi's lips, his tongue scooping up most of the bright red blood.

She stood up, smacked her lips, and looked disappointed. "This doesn't taste good at all. How come those ghosts are so obsessed with it?"

Sanemi's face turned bright red. Although it wasn't the first time Yayoi had teased her like this, Yayoi always managed to come up with new tricks for her.

"So you're... a pervert?"

"Nonsense! I am a doctor now."

Give them a sweet treat, and then it's time to slap them hard.

While Sanemi was still blushing from their intimate interaction that wasn't exactly a kiss, Yayoi was quietly doing something naughty.

I unscrewed the cap of the medicine and kindly gave Sanemi a preventative shot.

"I'm going to clean your wound now. It will hurt a little when I pinch it, so please bear with it~"

"No... uh!"

Before she could finish speaking, Yayoi's wrist tilted, and the medicine was poured onto Sanemi's chest.

When he touched the wound, it made a "sizzling" sound. Sanemi didn't know if it was a hallucination caused by his pain, but it seemed as if he saw smoke coming from the wound.

Sanemi, who was usually very good at enduring pain, gritted his teeth to keep himself from crying out.

You absolutely must not make that kind of embarrassing sound in front of Yayoi.

The veins on his arms and neck bulged out, and the sheets beneath him suffered an undeserved brunt of the damage.

After a bottle of medicine was poured on him, Sanemi's hair was already soaked with cold sweat.

"That's amazing, she didn't even cry."

"What a brave child."

it is finally over.

Sanemi breathed a sigh of relief; the bed sheet, which had been squeezed into a mess, had escaped unscathed.

Seeing his vision blurring, Sanemi didn't care whether Yayoi would be angry or not. He leaned forward slightly and rested his forehead on Yayoi's shoulder.

"pain……"

"Are you trying to act cute with me here?"

"Um……"

"Let me tell you, it's no use. You brought this on yourself. If you had just obediently let the doctor at the Butterfly House treat you, you wouldn't have had to suffer like this."

"I know."

Sanemi didn't move off Yayoi's shoulder. Without even looking, he precisely grasped Yayoi's hand and pressed it against his other, uninjured side of his chest.

"I still want Dr. Zanzibar to treat me."

"Look at you, so worthless," Yayoi said with a laugh, giving you a quick pinch.

Hmm, it's hard. This guy is secretly putting in force.

Very well, it's good enough that my beloved concubine is willing to put in the effort for me.

In order to beg his fiancée to show mercy, Sanemi sacrificed his sexuality and successfully avoided the alcohol disinfection process.

Apply medicine and bandage.

They tied it up in layers, and finally made an ugly bow.

Yayoi clapped her hands in satisfaction. "Alright, change the dressing every three days. You can do it yourself."

"Don't come to my post for the next couple of days, understand?"

“I know…” Sanemi hesitated before speaking.

"What's wrong? You're not happy about it?"

“No,” Sanemi replied quickly, worried that Yayoi might misunderstand, “It’s just that, could you loosen the bandage? It’s a bit tight.”

"Alright, alright, stop showing off. I know you have well-developed pectoral muscles and are a typical male mom."

"A couple of compliments are fine, don't get too big for your britches."

Yayoi crossed her arms over her chest, looking like she was saying, "Man, I've seen through your tricks."

"No... I really am having some trouble breathing..."

Sanemi wanted to cry but had no tears.

Chapter 91 The pig just wanted to taste it, what could the pig have done wrong?

Dr. Kuwashima's medical skills were superb. After this treatment, the Shinazugawa completely changed his bad habit of not wanting Dr. Choya to treat his wounds, which amazed Kuang Jin.

"Aren't you the most stubborn one? How come you went to the Butterfly Mansion on your own initiative?"

Sanemi remained silent, only painstakingly deciphering the medical instructions left to him by Kanae, and distinguishing the bottles and jars he had brought back.

Don't end up putting the medicine that needs to be applied externally into your mouth.

Hmm, maybe I should take some time to learn more characters?

"Why aren't you talking to me, Sanemi?" Kuang Jin seemed oblivious to Sanemi's resentment, leaning closer to him and laughing in a way that only annoyed Sanemi.

"Why don't I want to talk to you? Kuang Jin, don't you know that yourself?"

Sanemi angrily pushed Kuang Jin away, intending to go back inside to have some peace and quiet.

If there were a pill to undo regrets, Sanemi would definitely swallow the whole bottle without hesitation.

I shouldn't have listened to Kuang Jin's nonsense, saying that we should be like Sabito and Tomioka, and that the brothers' camps should be next to each other.

As a result, I have absolutely no privacy now.

I'm constantly being harassed by Kuang Jin who uses a VPN to bypass the Great Firewall.

"Hey~ Why do you run away after I say a few words to you? Don't be so petty, Sanemi."

With a "bang," the door slammed shut right in front of Kuang Jin, nearly knocking his nose off.

Are you really angry?

No one responded.

"Junior brother?"

"roll."

"Hey..."

"Can I have some peace and quiet?"

Since Shimi had already said all that, Kuang Jin couldn't press Shimi any further and could only reply as before.

He skillfully climbed over the wall and leaped into his own yard.

To be honest, after climbing over the wall so many times, I really don't want to take the long way around to the main entrance anymore.

Before I could even go back and rest, I heard someone knocking on the door.

"Is this the lair of the Wind Pillar?"

Huh? What kind of bizarre statement is this?

Kuang Jin opened the courtyard gate and saw a pig-headed man standing at the entrance.

"you are?"

"I am the king of the mountains on that mountain."

When you're out and about, you have to define your own identity, so Inosuke brought out his usual self-introduction phrases.

"Oh, you must be Inosuke?"

Kuang Jin had a good memory and remembered that Sanemi had told him that Yayoi's base had two pets: a male cat without testicles and a pig-headed man without brains.

"I am."

"Did Yayoi send you here?"

"Yes! She asked me to bring you something."

As Inosuke spoke, he handed the food box in his hand to Kuang Jin.

"Oh? For me?" Kuang Jin was somewhat flattered as he took the food box, opened it, and saw that it contained plump hagi mochi.

Hagi mochi?

"This... is it really for me?" Kuang Jin lowered his head and looked at Inosuke with suspicion.

"Yes! That's right! It's for you!"

"That's exactly what she told me, and it can't be wrong."

Inosuke's confident and self-assured demeanor even fooled Kuang Jin.

Is it really true?

"Okay, I received it. Please tell Yayoi thank you for me."

Inosuke stood still, staring intently at Kuang Jin—the food box in his hand. He deliberately swallowed in front of Kuang Jin, and his stomach also rumbled loudly.

"I'm not hungry, and you don't need to share your food with me." Worried that Kuang Jin might not understand the implication, Inosuke said it in reverse and emphasized it again.