Redeem the fallen girls, but they come after you

And there are cameras monitoring yourself...

Feeling very uncomfortable.

Shirakawa took out his cell phone and sent a message to Miike Naeko.

【Police Officer Miike? 】

Miike Naeko is in her room, sitting in front of the computer, appreciating these various videos.

She had no interest in the investigators being killed. How could these criminals do such a thing to righteous people?

She particularly likes those exciting action movies where investigators use explosives to beat up hooligans and the "evil cannot prevail over good" mentality.

The air is filled with the scent of music fans, and watching movies has become an indispensable way for Miike Naoko to vent.

And the worst thing is, she didn't fast forward at all from beginning to end.

A true partner of justice!

Ding Dong!

There is a message from Baichuan.

Miike Naeko just wanted to deal with it quickly and didn't want the suspect Shirakawa to ruin her wonderful rest time.

Miike: What's the matter?

Shirakawa: Can you please stop spying on me? I have my own private life too.

Miike: I work during the day and rest at night. I basically don't look at the camera.

Shirakawa: Then can you tear all these down?

Miike: No, I need to rest, don't disturb me!

After repeated climaxes, Sanike Miaozi felt that her brain was about to melt, and her body even began to raise the threshold, and the feeling of madness became less and less intense each time.

I looked at the time and it was already late.

I'd better take a shower and go to bed.

On Shirakawa's side, Nikaidou sent a message just after he finished talking with Officer Miike.

Nikaidou: Brother Shirakawa, I heard from my cousin that you are not feeling well.

Shirakawa: Not bad.

A sneeze!

Shirakawa sneezed, then continued typing.

Shirakawa: Maybe I have a slight cold.

Nikaidou: Do you want me to ask for leave for you? I don’t know what’s wrong with the principal. He insists on holding a regular school meeting tomorrow morning.

Shirakawa: How did you know?

Nikaidou: We talked about it in the class group, it seems like it’s a last-minute decision. Since there’s no class anyway, I’ll ask the teacher to ask for leave for you.

Shirakawa: Okay, thank you, big sister.

Nikaidou: No way. If you come at noon tomorrow, I will treat you to a bento that I made myself. Don't sneak away this time.

Nikaidou was holding a pillow, typing quickly on the keyboard with his little hands, the corners of his mouth raised, looking very happy.

Shirakawa: I'll try my best.

Nikaido: It’s settled then.

After sending the message, Nikaidou lay on the bed with his phone on his chest, kicking his legs with joy.

Baichuan couldn't hold it any longer, so he yawned, turned off his phone, pulled the quilt over him, and fell into a deep sleep without even taking off his clothes.

Volume 2 School life starts to get difficult

46. ​​Auntie Midu’s Care

Not surprisingly.

Shirakawa has a fever.

The dinging alarm on his cell phone woke him up.

I was too tired yesterday and forgot to turn off the alarm.

Baichuan turned it off dazedly, then got up, covering his head.

My cheeks were slightly hot, my body temperature was a little high, and the scenery around me was a little blurry.

Baichuan shook his head, trying to keep himself awake, and went to the bathroom to remove the bandage on his right hand. The redness and swelling from being pinched by the door had subsided, leaving only the scabbed scar on the palm of his hand.

Forget it, I won’t bandage it.

Baichuan washed up in a hurry, then looked at his face in the mirror. His face could really be described as ashen.

He opened the mirror and rummaged through the inner compartments, searching for medicine.

...

That damn system didn’t even give me some medicine for the fever.

Moreover, how can one get sick after traveling through time?

Fortunately, I took leave.

After complaining, Shirakawa returned to his warm bed, yawned lazily, and saw the notebook that Miike Naoko had found earlier.

I'm free anyway, so I might as well take a look before going to sleep.

Baichuan randomly pulled out a book from the pile of books and opened it to read.

The story opens with a group of bad students fighting in an alley.

The leading female student seemed to be their boss. She was wearing a uniform, with a plump figure, vaguely visible muscles on her arms, plump legs, tight white stockings, and a voluptuous...

Wait, isn’t this the big sister?

ha?

Baichuan rubbed his eyes and read the beginning of the book again.

Yes, it seems to be a story about the big sister.

As I continued reading, I found that except for the fact that Shirakawa did not appear in the story, all the other characters and names roughly matched.

The plot when playing the game is almost the same as the plot in the book.

After the fight, Mr. Okada threatened Nikaido with the video and recording, and started to...

Baichuan didn't want to read on. He felt very uncomfortable that the girl he was close to appeared in such an unpleasant book.

He stuffed the notebook under the bed.

He originally wanted to tear it up, but he was mainly worried that it might contain some strange plot or prop information, such as a pocket watch that could hypnotize people.

Wait, then...will there be...

Baichuan searched inside again and found the word "sisters".

When I opened the book, I saw the story of how the Mido sisters were fallen by Yayoi.

He had already experienced all of this when he was playing games, so there was no need to recall it again now.

He also stuffed this book under the bed.

Suddenly, among the piles of notebooks, one caught Baichuan's attention.

[A male high school criminal and a heroic female police officer, justice is enforced! ]

The male lead looks very similar to me.

Could it be that...

Baichuan opened it with uneasiness.

The above are what Shirakawa and Miike Naeko experienced, questioning at school, breaking into homes, and installing cameras.

The following is a correspondence between Shirakawa and Miike Naeko. It was last night when Miike Naeko became more and more fascinated as she watched the film...

Baichuan didn't want to see this, he just wanted to see how justice was carried out on him.

When he turned to the back, it was just blank.

The paper was pure white, without any words or pictures.

Could this be just a notebook to record what happened?

Gan!

I thought I found some magical item like the Future Note.

After a busy day, Baichuan lay down on the bed, closed his eyes and took a nap.

Tuk-tuk-tuk.

There was a knock on the door.

"Shirakawa, it's time to get up and go to school!"

Aunt Midu's voice came from outside the door.

Baichuan had no choice but to get up, put on his slippers and open the door.

I saw Aunt Midu standing at the door with a haggard face, swollen eyes and a little redness and swelling on her body.

In Aunt Midu's eyes, Shirakawa had bruises all over his body, his cheeks were slightly red, and his eyes were a little dazed.

"Baichuan, what's wrong with you?"

Aunt Midu said with concern, took a few steps forward, and gently stroked Baichuan's cheeks with her hands, a hint of warmth coming from her palms.

"It seems like you have a fever. Come, come closer and I'll take your temperature."

Midokana held the back of Shirakawa's head, gently placed her forehead against his, and carefully felt his body temperature.

The tips of their noses rubbed against each other slightly, and they could feel each other's breathing, but Baichuan's breathing was hotter this time.

If Shirakawa lowered his head slightly, he could see Aunt Midu's extremely broad chest and vaguely smell the faint fragrance of a mature woman's body.

"Yes, I have a fever, Shirakawa, did you forget to close the window when you went to bed last night?"

"Ah, it seems so."

"You have to be careful when you're home alone. It's like this...well...I'll ask Maki and the others to ask for leave for you." Aunt Midu looked worried, but she got closer and closer to Shirakawa.

"It's okay, it's okay. I've already asked for leave from my homeroom teacher."

"Is that so? Then I'll help you back to bed and have a good rest. I'll come back to see you after I've cleaned up for them." Aunt Midu helped Shirakawa back to his room.

When I opened the door, it was indeed a boy's room. There was a computer and comics, but...what were those colorful little notebooks on the floor?

"Um, Auntie, um..." His brain was a little stagnant after being sick, and Baichuan couldn't think of any excuse to fool around.

Aunt Midu took a closer look...and that's what it was.

As expected, Baichuan is also a child, young and energetic.

"It's okay, no need to explain, Auntie understands." Aunt Midu helped Baichuan to the bed, slowly put him down, and was about to cover him with a quilt.

No, his clothes were still on.

She grabbed the hem of Baichuan's clothes again, trying to take off his shirt.

"No, Auntie, I can take it off by myself. It's okay, I just have a slight fever." Baichuan hurriedly protected his clothes.

"Well, you should have a good rest. Auntie will be back soon."

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When Aunt Mido returned home, Maki and Sakura were eating at the dining table. Somehow, the relationship between the two seemed not as close as before.

The suit and briefcase at the door were also gone. Mido Shinichi must have gone to work.