Sweet daily life of Little Tanuki and Qin Che in Love and Deep Space

"I've been spending all my weekends with you lately, so what are the chances that you might hurt me? I've been taking on fewer high-difficulty missions at the Hunter Association lately, and my aim is getting off the charts."

"You don't sound too keen on this, so I'll find you two high-risk rogue creatures to practice on later," Qin Che joked at the opportune moment.

You rolled your eyes at him: "Let's talk about it when you're healed."

In just a few words, Qin Che was already a little tired. He rubbed his temples and rested his head on your shoulder.

"Let me lean against this for a bit..."

You continue bandaging him while bearing his weight.

"Does it hurt?"

"Um......"

His breathing trembled slightly, clearly not feigned.

You became more careful; every time the alcohol swab touched him, your heart skipped a beat.

He was afraid he would get cold, and he was afraid he would be in pain. Perhaps he was being too careful, because Qin Che even chuckled softly.

"At this rate, it'll be dark by the time you finish bandaging it."

"It's good that it's dark, it'll help your injury heal faster, hurry up and get dark..." You ignored the meaning behind his words and continued talking to yourself.

Once the wound is almost treated, take out the bandage and start wrapping it around his arm, one loop at a time.

With each layer of gauze soaked in blood, your heart sank a little deeper.

Qin Che seemed really tired. He didn't respond to you at the moment, but just quietly rested on your shoulder.

Seeing Qin Che like this, you felt even more sorry for him.

After you finished the final bandaging steps and tied the gauze, you decided to say something to calm yourself down.

"It's rare to see the leader of Dark Point looking like a kitten begging for a hug."

Qin Che shifted his body, turned his head toward you, lowered his voice, and whispered in your ear.

"Hmm... he's asking his wife for a hug..."

You raised your hand, touched his face, and gently replied, "Weren't we hugging each other?"

You two embraced each other peacefully like that.

Not long after, he seemed to have had enough of hugging you, and then asked, "Are you tired?"

"Um... my legs are numb..." you answer honestly.

Qin Che chuckled lightly: "Then help me up, and we'll lie down on the bed for a while."

"......"

"What are you thinking? It's not that it's impossible..."

"Shut up!"

......

A few hours later, as the sun slowly set, someone knocked on the door.

Looking out through the peephole, you see the black-haired young man from the front desk standing outside the door, holding a clean black shirt in his hands.

You carefully opened the door a crack, and the boy seemed unconcerned by your wariness.

Using his strange voice, which was still going through puberty, he said, "This is... someone asked me to deliver it."

He shoved the shirt into your hand, turned and left without saying another word.

After you closed the door again, you recalled his naive and innocent appearance and felt puzzled.

"He's so young, he wouldn't happen to be from your N109 district... what, what, right?"

"You're overthinking it. This hotel is just an ordinary hotel and has nothing to do with me."

"I've seen little girls selling weapons in the N109 area before, so I naturally made the connection."

“His father did come from N109, but he made a deal with me to ensure that this child could live a carefree life as an ordinary person,” Qin Che patiently explained to you.