Reasoning, and then being blasted by the neighboring idol

If she could wake up, she might be able to provide some details.

As for tonight, of course I have to accompany Xiao Mio.

"Gensuke..."

Asano Mio had already changed into her pajamas and was lying on the bed.

After singing and dancing for several hours at the concert, the girl was obviously very tired.

And they have a performance tomorrow, and it’s getting late, so the two of them are ready to go to bed.

Tomorrow night will be different. I don’t have to worry about the concert and can do whatever I want.

Miura Gensuke no longer thought about anything unusual, but just lay down on the bed gently, hugging Xiao Mio's fragrant body.

"Don't worry, I can handle it. Just focus on the concert, Mio."

Asano Mio just put her face against his neck and rubbed it gently a few times.

"Snap." Miura Gensuke turned off the desk lamp and closed his eyes.

Whenever Xiao Mio is around, I feel calm no matter what.

"Gensuke..."

"We can go to school together again next week."

Miura Gensuke smiled and stroked Xiao Mio's long hair. Strands of hair passed through his fingers, giving her a cool touch. "You won't have many more days of classes left. Summer vacation is coming soon. Where do you want to go on vacation, Xiao Mio? Hokkaido?"

"Where do you want to go, Gensuke?"

"Well... Feilu said she wanted to go to the island."

"Then let's go to the island..." Asano Mio held Miura Gensuke's hand and interlocked their fingers.

"By the way, Xiao Mio, do you want to cosplay? We want to hang some unique photos in the activity room."

"Cosplay?" Asano Mio kissed his neck gently: "What does Gensuke want me to cosplay?"

Miura Gensuke hugged the girl tightly in his arms: "I feel that no matter what Mio cosplays, she will be cute, of course, except for big-breasted characters."

"..." Xiao Mio gently bit the side of his neck.

"Sorry..." Miura Gensuke had no intention of resisting at all.

Asano Mio kissed his lips: "Good night, dear..."

"Um...good night..."

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at the same time.

Next to the bed at the University of Tokyo Hospital.

Makeup artist Mayuko Takahashi is still in a coma.

"My fever has reached 42 degrees..."

"And I also have inexplicable symptoms of anemia..."

The doctor frowned at Mayuko's condition.

The patient had a very high fever for a long time and fever-reducing medicine was ineffective. Logically, the patient should have died long ago.

But the reality is that the woman in front of him is still having normal physiological activities, and even her breathing is no longer rapid.

Is the thermometer not accurate enough?

"Ah, the fever's gone!"

The nurse nearby told the doctor the latest measurement: "38 degrees."

Mayuko's physical condition is becoming more and more stable, which makes the medical staff feel relieved.

"Could it be some new disease?"

"The patient's condition is no different from that of a normal person."

"Well, let's study it tomorrow."

As the medical staff left.

Mayuko, lying on the hospital bed, slowly opened her eyes.

However, those eyes were obviously different from human eyes.

The pupils turned scarlet and stood upright like a snake, without any emotion in them, like a cold-blooded animal.

She sat up and looked straight out the window.

Although it was on the fourth floor, there was a strange figure hanging upside down outside the window.

Chapter 226: The Small Group of the Reasoning Department

Saturday.

"Woo..."

As soon as Asano Mio opened her eyes, she rubbed Miura Gensuke's cheek coquettishly: "Gensuke, I want to eat the food you cook..."

Miura Gensuke opened his eyes lazily, then got off the bed and picked up Princess Xiaoyao.

The idol lady's delicate feet hung naturally under her white nightgown, and her toenails gleamed in the morning light.

The toes are round and cute, with a faint pink tint.

Xiao Mio hugged Miura Gensuke's neck and kissed him on the cheek. The warm and delicate feeling made him smile.

Only after going to the bathroom did Gensuke Miura put Asano Mio down.

"Gensuke, I'm a little nervous..."

"Why should I be nervous? I've performed this many times before, haven't I?"

"It's not a performance...it's something that happens tonight."

Asano Mio blushed and picked up the toothbrush.

"I'll be gentle." Miura Gensuke smiled and brushed his teeth.

"You don't have to be too gentle... Just use the method that Gensuke likes..." Xiao Mio looked at Miura Gensuke in the mirror: "I don't want to disappoint Gensuke."

"Don't think so. You'll be doing it every day anyway." After brushing his teeth, Miura Gensuke picked up a comb and combed Xiao Mio's long hair: "Just adjust it slowly."

"Every day..." Asano Mio uttered a mournful cry: "I don't want..."

"Why?"

"Senior sister said that you always make her feel half dead..."

Miura Gensuke's face darkened: "Did she really say that?"

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After breakfast, Xiao Mio went to the office to meet up with her teammates.

Gensuke Miura went to Tsukimiya Sakurano's house and planned to go to the hospital with her to see how the makeup artist Mayuko was doing.

"Sister, you haven't gotten up yet..."

After pushing open the bedroom door, Miura Gensuke found Sakurano still lazily lying on the bed, covered with only a blanket, and even the curtains were not opened.

"Sister, do you want to sleep a little longer?" Tsukimiya Sakurano stretched out her hand, pulled Miura Gensuke onto the bed and hugged him, then rubbed his waist with her slender white legs: "I stayed up late writing my thesis last night..."

Being used as a pillow, Miura Gensuke felt a little breathless.

Ever since I started dating my senior, her figure has become better and better.

After sleeping for a while with my sister, it was noon.

Tsukimiya Sakurano then sat up contentedly and stretched.

"Brother, I'm so hungry..."

After she opened the outer curtains, she threw herself on Miura Gensuke and said, "Sister, I'm really hungry."

"Then let's go eat." Miura Gensuke stroked Sakurano's fair cheeks a few times.

Tsukimiya Sakurano bit him before going to the closet to change.

Gensuke Miura admired his sister's peach buttocks.

"What should we eat today?"

Halfway through changing her clothes, Tsukimiya Sakurano bent down and took out another piece of clothing: "What do you want to eat, brother?"

"Let's just eat pizza." Miura Gensuke raised his hand and patted Sakurano's butt: "Sister, what do you usually talk about with Xiao Mio?"

"Just chatting about daily life, hobbies, clothes, cosmetics and so on." Tsukimiya Sakurano turned around and glared at him: "Don't spank your sister casually in the future."

Miura Gensuke thought to himself that he didn't know how many times he had fought, and that he was being so fussy at this time, definitely trying to change the subject.

"Are you deliberately trying to scare Mio? What do you mean by 'I torture you half to death every time'?" Miura Gensuke helped Sakurano zip up the back of her dress. "You make me look like a pervert..."

Obviously my sister is very proactive.

Sakura pinched his cheeks and pulled them apart in dissatisfaction: "We have a threesome group specifically for discussing this. I didn't scare them, I was just telling them the truth."

“It’s just that they misunderstood.”

After washing up, Tsukimiya Sakurano walked out of the apartment holding Miura Gensuke's hand.

"You have a group dedicated to discussing me..." Shocked, Miura Gensuke finally reacted: "You're forming a small group and you're not going to include me?"

"Hehe." Tsukimiya Sakurano smiled smugly: "We were just discussing that kind of thing."

"You won't tell them every time we do it, will you?" Miura Gensuke thought it was a little strange.