My deskmate is actually my yandere reader.

"Hmm? I wasn't paying attention for a moment..."

Despite saying that, Shiraishi Chiren did not withdraw her hand, but instead pressed it against Kurose Izumi's thin lips.

This made Kurose Izumi afraid to speak, fearing that she might take the opportunity to insert it.

After a while, Shiraishi Chiren finally let go of her hand: "Alright, I won't tease you anymore, get up."

Kurose Izumi immediately stood up as if granted a pardon, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"If you want to sleep, then go to sleep."

"Oh……"

Kurose Izumi was indeed a bit sleepy, after all, she had typed so many words and her neck and hands were very tired.

He climbed onto the bed, glanced at Shiraishi Chiren sitting quietly to the side, and moved his thin lips as if to say something.

In the end, I held back again.

"good afternoon."

Kurose Izumi closed her eyes, released her consciousness, and gradually felt drowsiness creeping over her.

After he fell asleep, Shiraishi Chiren left the bedroom and went to the living room to take out the soundproofing cotton she had bought that morning.

Then, she stuck the soundproofing cotton to the wall—although Kurose Izumi looked honest, she might still have thoughts of running away.

After doing all this, he locked the bedroom door from the inside, closed the windows tightly, and made sure everything was in order.

"Yes, that's good..."

Shiraishi Chiren nodded in satisfaction, then got into bed, lay down next to Kurose Izumi, and drifted off to sleep.

She wasn't afraid that Kurose Izumi would wake up first and then attack her.

Because she will wake up before that.

Shiraishi Chiren didn't sleep very soundly; she just closed her eyes for a short rest.

Outside the window, the sky shifted from bright to dusky in the blink of an eye.

Kurose Izumi was the first to wake up.

He opened his eyes and saw Shiraishi Chiren's face right in front of him.

Chire Shiraishi seemed to be sleeping soundly, her breathing was very even.

'If I could take off her mask now, would I be able to get a better look at her?'

As Kurose Izumi looked at her closed eyes, long eyelashes, and black mask, an idea suddenly came to mind.

He instinctively reached out his hand, but it hovered in mid-air.

Suddenly, I hesitated again.

Shiraishi Chiren has been disguising herself all along, probably because she doesn't want him to see her true appearance, right?

Moreover, he heard that there was a rule for masked kidnappers—they couldn't see the face.

If you see them, they've basically been silenced!

Although she might not be silenced, Shiraishi Chiren would probably be angry, right?

'She kidnapped me, why should I care if she's angry or not?'

Kurose Izumi couldn't help but laugh at herself.

In the end, he still didn't take off Shiraishi Chire's mask.

Keep it this way.

Perhaps some things are better left unseen.

As Kurose Izumi withdrew her hand and propped herself up, Shiraishi Chire's eyelashes fluttered, and the corners of her mouth, hidden beneath her mask, turned up slightly.

"Well……"

She pretended to have just woken up, uttered a muttered sound, and slowly opened her eyes.

Then, he watched as Kurose Izumi turned her head to the side.

Then she watched him move his thin lips and say, "Morning... no, it's evening now, isn't it?"

"It's not night yet, it's just dusk, the hour of twilight," Shiraishi Chiren corrected softly, propping herself up with one hand.

"Yes, that's right..."

"Are you hungry? Shall I cook for you?"

"it is good."

After a brief conversation, the two left the bedroom together and went outside to the living room.

Shiraishi Chiren went to the kitchen to cook dinner, while Kurose Izumi went into the bathroom to relieve herself.

When he came out, he glanced at Shiraishi Chiren, who was busy in the kitchen and whose back was the only thing he could see. He sincerely thought that if this were not a relationship of imprisonment and being imprisoned, how wonderful it would be.

This is what Izumi Kurose's ideal future life is like.

She works as a full-time writer, while her partner becomes a capable full-time housewife, taking care of their daily life.

In this way, they have plenty of time to spend together and be affectionate.

Unfortunately, in the near future, someone will come knocking on her door, and Shiraishi Chiren will have to leave.

They will hardly ever see each other again, and there is absolutely no possibility of them ever seeing each other again.

Thinking of this, Izumi Kurose suddenly felt a strange, indescribable feeling.

These past few days have been quite interesting. Even if we never meet again, he will remember these days and write about them in a book to commemorate this time.

We spent dinner chatting at 6:30 p.m.

During this process, we chatted a few times, but it was mostly meaningless small talk.

At eight o'clock, Shiraishi Chiren washed and put the dishes away, and filled the bathtub with bathwater before taking a bath with Kurose Izumi.

This time, she let Kurose Izumi wash by herself and didn't ask for a back scrub.

After Izumi Kurose finished bathing, Chire Shiraishi dried his hair and then went to bathe as well.

However, just to be on the safe side, she locked Kurose Izumi in the bedroom to prevent her from being seen in her true form.

After taking a shower, Shiraishi Chiren put on makeup, wore a mask, and changed into clean and simple casual clothes, just like yesterday.

Then, after hand-washing both of their clothes, they were put into the washing machine and finally hung on the windowsill to dry.

It was 10 p.m. when Shiraishi Chiren turned off the living room lights and went back to her bedroom.

Kurose Izumi sat cross-legged at a small round table in the center of the room, engrossed in a book.

Seeing this, she gently closed the door, went to the round table, and knelt on the cushion.

Kurose Izumi didn't notice Shiraishi Chiren enter and sit opposite her.

He simply stroked the margins of the pages, immersing himself in the peaceful time of reading.

After a while, he closed his eyes, shut the book, and let out a soft sigh.

Seeing this, Shiraishi Chiren asked softly, "Teacher Eternal, it's getting late, shouldn't we get some rest?"

"Hmm?" Kurose Izumi immediately opened her eyes, looking at her with a wry smile. "You can just call me when you come, whether you want to sleep or not."

“No, I can’t disturb Teacher Eternal.” Shiraishi Chiren shook her head slightly. “Whether I’m writing or reading, I don’t think it’s a good thing to be disturbed.”

"You...sigh." Kurose Izumi opened her mouth, but finally sighed softly.

What he meant to say just now was: 'Rotten Wood, you can be really difficult to deal with at times, yet incredibly gentle.'

But after thinking about it, I realized it wouldn't be good to say it, so I held back.

"Hmph, let's go to sleep, Eternal Teacher." Shiraishi Chiren chuckled, probably guessing what he wanted to say.

"OK, good night."

"Good night."

After saying goodnight to each other, the two lay in their respective blankets and fell asleep peacefully and happily.

17. You won't see me again tomorrow afternoon.

Early morning, at dawn.

In her sleep, Izumi Kurose vaguely felt that her body was a little heavy, as if something was pressing down on her.

He opened his eyes groggily, and the blurry world before him gradually began to become clear.

Now, Kurose Izumi suddenly noticed what was pressing down on her...

That's Shiraishi Chiren!

She lay beside Izumi Kurose, half her body draped over him, her shirt and pleated skirt disheveled and slipping slightly off her body.

Kurose Izumi's eyes widened slightly, unable to understand how Shiraishi Chiren had ended up sleeping next to her.

Could it be that you took advantage of him while he was asleep?

Or was it sleepwalking?

No... if we're talking about sleepwalking, I think I was sleepwalking a couple of days ago, right?

While wondering how Shiraishi Chiren had appeared beside her, Kurose Izumi hesitated whether she should wake her up.

However, this hesitation vanished in the next second.

Shiraishi Chiren slowly opened her eyes, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and said in a languid tone:

"Good morning, Teacher Yongheng... Ha~"

After saying that, she gave a very cute, girlish yawn.

'What's going on? How can this woman be so cute? Is she doing it on purpose? Absolutely!'

At that moment, this was the only thought in Kurose Izumi's mind.