When Suzuki Kaoru woke up, he found himself lying on the bed, covered with a soft quilt.

So warm.

Suzuki Kaoru pulled up the quilt slightly, but then he seemed to remember something and turned his head.

The curtains were drawn on the window on one side, but a slight sunlight filtered through the gap in the middle. The dim environment made Suzuki Kaoru's brain gradually start to wake up.

Where is this?

Suzuki Kaoru, who realized the problem, sat up, but felt that his whole body was heavy, as if he was being pressed down by a stone.

Come to think of it, this is the home of that perverted liar.

When she was about to leave Kozokuma Town yesterday afternoon, she found that her mobile phone was missing. The only place where she could have lost it was at a convenience store, and...

here.

It was raining heavily at that time, and Suzuki Kaoru didn't know what happened to him, so he just walked to the station in the rain without caring. Finally, he found that his cell phone was missing and then turned back to the convenience store and this house.

In his hazy memory, Suzuki Kaoru remembered that he pressed the doorbell, but could not remember anything after that.

But vaguely, she seemed to see that anxious face.

Worrying about her.

"It seems he saved me, Ah Jiu -" Just after he muttered, Suzuki Xun sneezed slightly and then sniffed.

There is no doubt that she must have caught a cold.

Touching the extra antipyretic patch on his forehead, Suzuki Kaoru was about to get out of bed when he suddenly noticed that the clothes he was wearing were actually a large T-shirt with a magical girl pattern printed on it.

Of course this dress cannot be hers, and this is the only thing she wore.

Thinking of this, Suzuki Kaoru's originally pale face turned a little green. She noticed that her mobile phone was behind the bedside table, so she sat on the edge of the bed and lifted her clothes, using the flashlight of her mobile phone as if to confirm something.

But at this time, the door was opened.

Futaba Cheng walked in with a plate. He noticed that Suzuki Kaoru seemed to have woken up, so he smiled and said: "Are you awake? Let's have a drink..."

Before he could finish speaking, a pillow flew over and hit him in the face.

"Forehead."

Futaba Cheng's head was thrown back after being hit. He rubbed his sore nose in a daze, then reached out and turned on the light.

The room became brighter.

Futaba Cheng also noticed that Suzuki Kaoru was curled up in the corner of the bed with a quilt, looking at him with a pair of alert and cold eyes:

"What did you do to me."

Futaba Cheng placed the plate in his hand on the table beside him and walked towards her.

Seeing the other party approaching, Suzuki Kaoru shrank back holding the quilt, her face full of shock and anger, because just throwing the pillow over forcefully had used up her little remaining energy.

In such an environment, I encountered such a pervert, and I didn't even have the strength to resist.

Desperation surged into Suzuki Kaoru's heart.

Futaba Makoto stretched out his hand at this time, Suzuki Kaoru hugged the quilt hard and turned his head sideways, closing his eyes tightly.

The next second later, Futaba Cheng tore off Suzuki Kaoru's fever-reducing patch, and then slightly touched the temperature of her forehead:

"Well, the fever should have subsided. You had a very serious fever in the middle of the night."

Futaba Makoto's behavior was somewhat beyond Suzuki Kaoru's imagination. Feeling the warmth coming from her forehead, her eyes were full of doubts and she hesitated for a few seconds before saying:

"Just...this?"

"What?"

As if he didn't understand Suzuki Kaoru's reaction, Futaba Makoto looked curious.

Suzuki Kaoru stared at Futaba Cheng, and after a moment, she asked slowly:

"Whose clothes are these?"

"Of course it's mine. This is a Shine

Before Futaba Makoto finished speaking, he noticed that Suzuki Kaoru's expression changed at a speed that was visible to the naked eye. First he was shocked, then disgusted, and finally helpless. The expression was quite rich.

"But why did you come here in the rain? It was a bit scary to faint at the door. Fortunately, you just caught a cold. I also asked Gong Shiro to help you change clothes."

Miyashiro-san?

Suzuki Kaoru was stunned for a moment, then realized that the classmate Miyashiro mentioned by Futaba Makoto might be a girl. Then he suddenly remembered the antipyretic patch on his forehead and the anxious face in his vague memory.

Misunderstood?

A wave of complicated emotions came to my mind.

"After all, it's not very convenient for me as a boy to help you change clothes, right." He smiled.

Futaba Makoto's smile was sincere, but Suzuki Kaoru felt a little embarrassed. It was obvious that the other person had helped her, but she subconsciously regarded him as a pervert.

"Although I was also in the room when I was changing clothes." Futaba Cheng added.

The guilty look on Suzuki Kaoru's face suddenly disappeared, and she stared at Futaba Makoto with a cold expression. Sure enough, this guy is a pervert!

"But I turned around then."

Suzuki Kaoru: "..."

After a moment of silence, Suzuki Kaoru said expressionlessly: "Well, can you finish it all in one breath?"

"Sorry, sorry." Futaba said sincerely.

After he finished speaking, he brought over a plate on the side, which contained a portion of hot ginger soup.

"Drink this to warm yourself up."

Suzuki Kaoru looked at the ginger soup handed over by Futaba Makoto. She took a sip without much hesitation.

It's not that she trusts the other party more, but that her appearance at this time is no different from the fish on the chopping board. Since she doesn't have the strength to resist, she might as well try to trust the other party.

It's full of sweetness and slightly spicy in the mouth, and it's quite delicious. After one bowl, I immediately feel a lot more relaxed all over my body.

[Character: Suzuki Kaoru

Status: cold

Information: Unlocking conditions will be activated after the number of tenants reaches 2]

"Lie down for a while longer. I also cooked porridge. It is more suitable to drink porridge when you are sick." Futaba Cheng looked at the light window and said with a smile.

Suzuki Kaoru looked at Futaba Cheng with a strange look on his face:

"Why are you so nice to me? Strictly speaking, we are strangers."

"It's just a small effort. I can't ignore you completely when you collapse in front of my house." Futaba Cheng spread his hands and said helplessly:

"What should I do if my neighbor misunderstands me as a scumbag who abandoned his girlfriend? I am very innocent."

Seeing Futaba Makoto's appearance, Suzuki Kaoru suddenly couldn't help but chuckled: "Pfft."

"What are you laughing at?"

"Obviously just a pervert." Suzuki Kaoru looked at Futaba Makoto, and the originally hostile eyes actually softened a bit, giving her already delicate face a hint of gentleness.

"I'm not a pervert. They say it's just a misunderstanding."

Futaba Cheng sighed and explained the cause of the matter from beginning to end. To his surprise, Suzuki Kaoru did not question him this time, but chose to believe him.

"Do you believe it?" Futaba Cheng was a little surprised when the other party nodded.

"Well, I believe you are a pervert." Suzuki Xun nodded.

Futaba Cheng: "..."
Chapter completed!