I really don't want to have a girlfriend.

"Shut up, don't say another word."

"Good~"

Seeing his inability to maintain his composure, Natsukawa Masaki hid behind the blanket, chuckling contentedly.

She's back to her usual self.

Not knowing whether to feel fortunate or regretful, Tenkuji Yu waved her hand and walked towards the door: "I'm going to make porridge. You should get some rest."

After he finished speaking, he closed the door, leaving her alone in the quiet room.

……

Do you regret it?

I really regret it.

Forgetting the fact that she had been frail since childhood, she recklessly abused her body simply because of the desire to have him come and take care of her all day.

What was originally a minor cold evolved into a severe cold that felt like it would shorten my lifespan by several years... If the pain outweighs the enjoyment, then it's not worth it at all.

But wouldn't that make him worry more about me? Would he be even gentler with me because of my serious illness?

A slightly self-destructive thought popped into her head, and Natsukawa Masuzu couldn't help but smile bitterly—she never expected herself to be so fragile.

It must be the fault of having a cold!

There must be some kind of virus that has softened people's stance, causing a double blow to their physical and mental health, making them more likely to do foolish things!

He was feeling both hot and cold all over, his throat was so painful that he could hardly swallow, his head was dizzy and burning, and his limbs were weak and sore. Forget about toying with him on his own turf, he couldn't even keep up with the JOJO jokes! What a serious situation this was!

—But thankfully, my boyfriend came into my life.

"Suck--!"

In the room where she was the only one left, like a wild beast that had given up thinking, Natsukawa Masuzu hugged his coat and took a deep breath.

Then, with a flushed face, he exhaled contentedly.

Her long, white legs emerged from under the covers, tucked between her thighs along with her coat, and unconsciously began to rub against each other as if generating heat.

"Hehe, hehehehe... The newest and warmest Ayu flavor, GET☆DAZE!"

Overjoyed, the feeling of weakness seemed to disappear for several seconds, and she almost bit her coat and shouted, "Masuzu-chan, great victory!"

—No matter what, this kind of behavior, which is no different from that of a perverted woman, is still a bit too much.

But there's nothing we can do about it; after all, he's Yuu Tenkuji.

The Tenkuji Yu who was willing to exchange lives with her, the Tenkuji Yu who always turned gentleness into action, the Tenkuji Yu who would come looking for her no matter where she went...

In front of someone like him, it shouldn't matter if I become a little weaker or more affectionate, right?

After all, the two became each other's possession in the rain.

Since that's the case, whether it's good or bad, he has to accept this "Natsukawa Masaki".

"...Ah, even though I feel so unwell, why am I still so happy?"

The faint sounds of pots and pans clattering could be heard from outside.

The loneliness and coldness that always permeated my home would eventually dissipate, and I could feel that someone was with me, that someone was still by my side.

With her hand pressed against her burning forehead, Natsukawa Masuzu stared blankly at the ceiling. After a long while, she finally gave a helpless smile, as if admitting defeat.

"The answer is quite simple."

"At most, I'm just a little girl who's afraid of being alone."

Lucky Bag Event (Happy Year of the Ox!)

Let's get straight to the point.

Although I still owe eight chapters of the reward, I, the author who just finished drawing lucky bags and gave myself a bunch of tips and razor blades, really don't want to miss this event. I'll also take this opportunity to help everyone recoup some of the extra byproducts from drawing lucky bags.

Of course, even with the outstanding achievement of paying off all twenty-seven chapters, I still feel somewhat guilty about the fact that I owed money but didn't pay it all off and then started owing more.

So rather than a bounty, it's more like a reward activity, right?

I'm not actively soliciting donations or criticisms. I'm just posting the reward criteria here. Whether you donate or not is up to you. Donating more will result in extra chapters, and donating less will just be paying off any missed chapters. Just participate in the event in a relaxed manner.

February only has 28 days, so I expect to add at least ten more chapters in February... Yes, I will do my best to complete it!

……

The following are the reward criteria, which differ somewhat from those of the past:

A reward of 20000 Cat Coins will be added to the chapter.

Blade - 200 blades plus one more.

Monthly Tickets - 300 monthly tickets will get you one extra chapter (The author doesn't intend to be on the monthly ticket ranking, it's just for fun, so the number will be relatively high.)

……

Current grades

Donations – 41.73

Blade - 2878

Monthly pass - 4843

……

Although there is no upper limit, the time limit is still within one week, which is until February 15th.

Because I'm worried that if the event lasts as long as the lucky bag event, I won't be able to pay it back and will end up in debt, eventually having to wear women's clothing to pay it off. So, participate as soon as possible!

Participate in activities within your capabilities, throw a few balls casually, or leisurely read a book!

It's possible that one day, in order to pay off the bounty, I might finish writing the third volume in a single day... Could that be a possibility?

Chapter 71: Even eating a bowl of porridge can make a chapter

About half an hour later, Tenkuji Yu returned to Natsukawa Masuzu's room.

It seemed she had been resting with her eyes closed ever since he left, until she heard the door open, at which point her long eyelashes slowly fluttered and she lazily opened them like butterfly wings.

"You've worked hard. Should I give you a kiss as a thank you?"

"Are you really trying to give me your cold?" Holding a tray, she closed the door with her foot and pulled the desk and chair over with her foot, then sat down beside her bed. "Can you get up?"

“Okay.” It’s one thing to want to act cute, but Xia Chuanzhen’s dignity wouldn’t allow her to be weak and useless. “I feel much better after lying down, it’s just that my hands and feet are a little unresponsive.”

Yuu Tenkuji could obviously understand her unspoken meaning, but he just pursed his lips helplessly.

"Okay, I'll feed you."

His gaze swept over the blankets and he noticed that she had stuffed his coat under the covers; it was probably already covered in her scent...

Well, it doesn't matter. Anyway, with the "completely refreshed" cheating technique, neither scent nor lipstick mark can survive.

"Ah, it's the feeding of Prey I've been dreaming of." She leaned against the headboard, speaking in a monotone voice, but a hopeful smile graced her face. "Then I'll leave it to you, ah—"

Yuu Tenkuji picked up a spoon, opened the lid of the casserole, and a wonderful fragrance instantly filled the entire room.

Whether it was an illusion or not, Natsukawa Masaki seemed to see golden light rising from the pot at that moment, spreading out like air currents.

...What special effects were added?

"As always, her cooking skills are truly exaggerated." She commented casually, but couldn't help swallowing and her breathing becoming slightly rapid.

Just smelling that aroma made her, who had been lying on the ground with no appetite, suddenly become like someone on stimulants, urging her to drink the bowl of porridge and devour it completely.

"This is a healthy porridge I made following the recipe for rainbow porridge... It's a pity there's nowhere to buy Chinese medicine nearby, otherwise I would have made you a traditional Chinese medicinal porridge," Tenkuji Yu said with some regret.

"Rainbow porridge?" Natsukawa Masaki looked into the bowl and saw that it was clearly a sheet of snow-white porridge.

But what's with that aroma? Even someone like me who doesn't like food can't help but salivate at that aroma. Could it be from a bowl of plain porridge?

"It's just a copy. This bowl... how about calling it Chiffon Porridge?" Yuu Tenkuji casually gave his new creation a name while scooping up a spoonful.

When I put it to her lips, I received a very displeased look from her.

"First, why isn't it real cold porridge? Do you have feelings for Yukino Yukinoshita?"

"...How could this involve her?" Tenkuji Yu's cheek twitched slightly.

Natsukawa Masaki completely ignored his speechless expression, suddenly bringing her face close and staring at him with bloodshot eyes.

"Secondly, why didn't you blow on it for me? Blow it on it! You want me to eat this scalding hot porridge directly? Are you trying to burn me to death so you can go upstairs and find Yukino Yukinoshita? Blow it on, blow it on, blow it on, blow it on..."

"Alright, alright, stop bragging!"

The sweet scent of toothpaste wafted over, causing Tenkuji Yu to instinctively turn her face away—this girl, with such a high fever, still has the energy to brush her teeth and wash her face, is this what a girl's modesty is?

"I cooled it with ice before serving it, so the temperature is just right and there's no need to blow it to cool it down... By the way, Yukinoshita lives upstairs?"

Natsukawa Masaki paused, slowly lowered her head, her face hidden in the shadow of her silver hair, and murmured in a sinister tone, "Ah, as expected... you're sitting in my room, but all you can think about is her."

"Men like this, who are unfaithful and fickle, deserve to be punished with the torture of being rubbed and violated to appease public anger..."

I really don't know if this is a yandere's statement or a statement from someone with a problem in their brain.

"Open your mouth and eat."

Yuu Tenkuji completely ignored her and simply handed her the spoon.

"PUI!"

Even though she kept swallowing, Natsukawa Masaki still turned her face away, pursed her lips tightly, and sulked like a child.

“…Oh my?” The spoon stopped in mid-air, and a vein throbbed slightly on Tenkuji Yu’s forehead as he slowly revealed a kind smile.

"Besides my sister, I've never tolerated anyone's willfulness. Ryou, do you want to be the first?"

"This is a battle fought for dignity, not for willfulness." Turning his profile to him, Natsukawa Masaki suppressed the inexplicable tremor that rose within him and said calmly.

Several seconds passed, but there was no reply. All I could feel was the sound of the tray being placed on the bed.

Should we leave after putting down the porridge?

As this thought crossed her mind, Natsukawa Masaki felt a slight pang in her heart, overwhelmed by feelings of regret and disappointment.