Tokyo: Oreimo

Ling Nai covered her burning cheeks with both hands; her fingertips were icy cold, but her palms were frighteningly hot.

"Idiot, idiot, idiot..."

She cursed softly and repeatedly.

It's just applying medicine; it's clearly just applying medicine.

Why does he have to sit on it? Can't he just stand next to him? Can't he just apply it himself?

'Because I just wanted to sit on it.'

There's a voice in my head, so frank it's infuriating.

Ling Nai rested the back of her head on the edge of the bed, staring at the fluorescent light on the ceiling. The bright white light made her eyes feel a little sore.

She recalled the moment she straddled him; Ryosuke's body temperature radiated through the thin fabric, warmer than she had imagined.

And that blowing motion.

"It hurts, it hurts, go away..."

What was she thinking back then? Did she think it was natural? Did she think that her mother had done it this way when she was little, so it was okay?

Who are you kidding?

She just wanted to make that guy's ears turn red.

I just wanted to see him at a loss, I just wanted to tell him this in this way.

Look, I can be this close to you. What Saori can do, I can do too.

No, I dare to do things that Saori has never done before.

Ling Nai buried her face back in her arms and let out a whimper like a small animal.

"...That's terrible."

What kind of behavior is this?

He said things like "I'll reluctantly keep an eye on you" and "Who cares?" but then sat on her lap while she was undressed and unable to move.

They even came up with such a high-sounding reason: "It's more convenient this way."

What's so convenient about it? Does it make your heart race? Does it make your legs weak and unable to stand up afterwards?

She looked down at her hands.

My fingertips were still trembling slightly.

It wasn't fear, it wasn't anger.

It's something inside my body that's been forcibly suppressed churning up.

The feeling was like something burning under the skin, spreading from every part that had touched him, and the sensation of the fabric against the inside of his thighs still lingered.

The palm that pressed against his shoulder still remembered the contours of his body temperature, and when he blew on him, his lips were less than a finger's width away from his skin.

What if we had moved forward just a little bit more at that time?

What if he hadn't looked away at that moment?

if......

Ling Nai suddenly shook her head, her golden hair tracing messy arcs in the air.

No, no, no.

She got up from the floor, walked barefoot to the bedside, and threw herself into the blankets.

The pillow pressed against the back of my head, and the cool touch finally made the heat on my face subside a little.

But as she curled up, her inner thighs inadvertently rubbed together, and a change that shouldn't have been noticed made her freeze.

After a brief silence, an even louder sob came from under the covers.

"...Go to hell."

I don't know who they're cursing.

She rolled over, lying on her back, staring at the same fluorescent light on the ceiling. Her heartbeat finally calmed down, but the images in her mind became clearer and clearer.

Ryosuke sat there, his shirt pulled up above his chest, revealing his lean but not frail upper body.

The area around the teeth marks on his shoulder was still red, from where she had bitten him. He didn't know where to look, his Adam's apple bobbed, and the edge of his earlobe was stained with a faint red.

Is it necessary to apply the medicine in this position?

Ling Nai pulled the blanket over her head and curled up into a ball.

"...It is necessary."

She whispered in the darkness.

Of course it is necessary.

If I don't sit on him like this, how can I be sure if he has feelings for me?

If I don't get this close, how can I see the momentary wavering in his eyes?

If she doesn't create this kind of "accident," she will always just be the little sister who gets patted on the head and told "good girl" by him.

She didn't want to just be a younger sister.

When this thought popped into her head, Ling Nai's heart clenched suddenly.

The giantess smiled knowingly and said to her, "Try to take it if you want," as if she didn't believe she could actually steal it.

And what about Ryosuke? He does like Saori, and Ryosuke knows that better than anyone.

So this is all she can do.

Take advantage of the opportunity to apply the medicine to create a little "accident".

It's not a confession, not seduction. Even if he notices, I can say, "What are you thinking? I was just helping you apply medicine."

It was a perfect plan, allowing her to both attack and defend, seemingly meticulously designed. In reality, it was a spur-of-the-moment idea that she regretted the moment she sat down.

It's so embarrassing.

Taking this initiative is truly a life challenge for her.

Overall, the outcome was good, except that it made her feel like she was being despicable.

"Anyway, the Giantess said we could take it, so it's confirmed that the guy seems different from before."

In the past, when Ryosuke looked at her, his gaze never wavered; it was always her who ran away.

Ling Nai pursed her lips, feeling inexplicably happy.

She stayed in bed for a while until the heat on her face completely subsided before slowly crawling out and sitting back down at the computer.

On the screen, the scene from Steins;Gate is still frozen at the moment Mayuri falls.

The dark red bloodstains looked particularly glaring under the dim yellow light.

Ling Nai stared at the CG for a few seconds, then suddenly felt a tightness in her throat.

The mix of embarrassment, annoyance, and inexplicable joy I felt earlier hadn't completely dissipated when this picture abruptly pulled me back into the game.

"...Let's continue."

......

Mayuri died, and Rintaro Okabe in the game let out a mournful cry.

Watching his childhood sweetheart being shot to death, Ling Nai could feel the overwhelming hatred even through the screen.

"Unforgivable"

"This situation is bound to result in a lose-lose situation."

If it were up to her to make the choice, even choosing to go straight to the Bad End would be better than giving in.

"If you dare to write a scene where someone chooses to back down in order to save their life, I'll ignore that guy for a week."

Ling Nai pursed her lips.

To her relief, as she watched Okabe being pointed at by Kiryu Moeka with a gun, the screen suddenly vibrated.

After several flashes, the appearance of Amane Reiyu changed the situation on the field.

In an instant, the thugs present were shot down one after another, who then seized the pistols and confronted Kiryu Moeka.

"Browner tube #42 is lit up."

In the dialog box, Amane Reiyu said the following sentence.

Ling Nai immediately realized what was happening.

"Time jump!"

I had already mentioned in the D-mail that certain conditions were required to conduct the experiment properly.

The so-called Brown tube refers to the CRT television downstairs, which must be turned on.

"So, Amanne Reiwa was already aware of our current situation..."

Ling Nai recalled the sudden mention of the investigation into SERN earlier.

"Her immediate departure wasn't due to sensing danger and running away, but rather because she had made preparations in advance?"

"She turned on the CRT television with picture tube number 42, completing the preparations for the time jump ahead of schedule. Who exactly is she?"

Without further speculation, Ling Nai clicked the mouse.

The only way to change the current reality is to run a time machine.

"Since we have the means to change things, we should use them. Let's go back in time and change Mayuri's fate!"

Ling Nai could hear her own heartbeat, which was completely different from the one she had experienced when she was intimately involved with Ryosuke.

It's caused by excitement.

"hurry up"

Makise Kurisu immediately understood what the other party meant and took immediate action.

She was about to put on the helmet when Okabe snatched it away immediately.