Substitute Toyokawa Shoko, you can become stronger by breathing

"Anyway, I'm not the one who's suffering from a cold."

After she finished speaking, she stopped looking at Chihaya Aine and quickened her pace.

Looking at Nagasaki Suyo's back, which clearly said "I'm angry but I don't say it", Chihaya Aine actually wanted to laugh.

She trotted a few steps to catch up, moved closer to her, lowered her voice, and spoke in a tone as if sharing a shocking secret:

"It's cookies. Cookies. I baked them myself."

Nagasaki Suyo's footsteps paused slightly.

"Oh."

She just squeezed out this single syllable from her throat without looking back.

"It's for Xiaoxiang."

Chihaya Aine continued, completely unaware of the slight stiffness of the person next to her:

"She seems a bit listless lately, so I thought eating something sweet might help her feel better. It tastes better when it's warm, so that's why I want to hold her like this."

For Xiaoxiang?

The image of that bastard suddenly appeared in her mind.

Suddenly, Miss Su Shi felt a little depressed.

She stopped, turned around, and looked at Chihaya Aine again.

"Fool."

Chihaya-san felt a little aggrieved:

"Eh? Why are you scolding me again?"

Chihaya Aine, who was called an idiot, didn't know until half an hour later.

Xiaoxiang, the person I miss so much, has taken leave.

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PS: Originally it was Ainin who responded, but she was controlled by Muto.

Aiyin's return delay ()

Chapter 147: Jiujo Liansi's Plaything

The porridge was almost gone, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on Mu's forehead. His complexion looked much better than before.

Kujo Renji put down the bowl and was about to get a towel, but found that Mu was still looking at him with those wet eyes.

He scraped the last bit of rice paste from the bottom of the bowl with a spoon and handed it to her lips.

"One last bite."

Mu obediently opened his mouth and took the spoon in, but his tongue tip unconsciously licked the cold metal lightly.

It was a purely subconscious action caused by the dullness of illness, but in such a quiet atmosphere, it seemed particularly intimate.

Lian Si paused slightly, then put away the spoon as if nothing had happened.

It's this moment.

From the depths of Mu's quiet ocean of consciousness, a completely different voice suddenly emerged.

"Xiao Mu! Xiao Mu! It's my turn now! I've finished feeding them!"

That voice belonged to Mortis.

She felt like she was locked in a small dark room and had been watching half a boring movie. At this moment, she was desperately banging on the door, asking for a change of scene.

Ruoye Mu chose to turn a deaf ear to Xiao Mo's complaints.

"You're obviously not feeling that bad, you're just enjoying the teacher taking care of you! How cunning! I want it too! I want the teacher to feed me porridge too!"

Mortis's voice danced in her mind, full of resentment and accusations.

Hearing Mortis' words, Ruoye Mu's calm consciousness was slightly disturbed.

She felt a little guilty.

Because what Mortis said was true. The dizziness and weakness caused by the high fever were indeed there, but they were far less severe than she let on.

Most of the time, she just indulged in the feeling of being cared for by Lian Si with all his heart and soul.

This feeling is unique to her.

This is a "privilege" that the newcomer, Sanjiao Chuhua, who can cook and greet people with a smile, cannot have.

"You're not talking, are you? Do you think I can do nothing about it?"

Mortis's consciousness stood with its hands on its hips in their inner world, circling angrily around Mu's core of consciousness:

"I also want to be taken care of by the teacher! I also want to be hugged by the teacher! I also want the teacher to touch my head! If you don't let me out, I will... I will tell the teacher that you deliberately got sick!"

These words, like a depth charge, exploded in the calm sea of ​​consciousness.

"Uh-huh--!"

Mortis's chattering voice suddenly stopped, as if an invisible hand had covered his mouth.

It was Mu's conscious subject who, in panic, subconsciously used his authority to force her back.

In fact, Ruoye Mu was indeed "sick on purpose".

It was the night when a cold wave swept through Tokyo, and the day after Lian Si announced that Chu Hua would stay permanently.

After taking a shower, when her hair was still wet, she did not blow-dry it immediately as usual, but quietly hid in the room to turn on the fan.

It would be strange if I didn’t catch a cold.

The girl's motives are simple, pure, and even a little naive.

It stems from a small, unwilling jealousy.

Perhaps with some revenge in mind?

She could accept Chuhua becoming Ave Mujica's partner, but she couldn't easily accept Chuhua intruding into her and Lian Si's "daily life".

Although on the surface, she calmly accepted the matter by saying "I'm responsible for watering the cucumbers."

But is there really no complaint at all?

The girl's little possessiveness hidden deep in her silence was triggered that night.

Being sick is the best weapon.

And now, this little, dark secret has been ruthlessly exposed by Mortis, who threatens to use it as a bargaining chip.

The girl became a little flustered

If Lian Si knew that she was deliberately using this method to gain sympathy and attention, would he think she was a troublesome, willful, and scheming bad child?

Mortis broke free: "Hurry up, let me out! Otherwise I will really complain, okay? One, two..."

"..."

Ruoye Mu's consciousness fell silent.

This is a compromise.

The next second, in the real world, Kujo Renji keenly noticed the changes in the girl in his arms.

Mu, who was originally leaning quietly in his arms with a somewhat dazed look in her eyes, suddenly felt her body tremble slightly.

Those eyes seemed to be injected with a new light, instantly becoming clear and smart, flashing with a hint of cunning and excitement.

The feeling of weakness caused by illness was replaced by a fresh and impatient vitality.

Then, almost without hesitation, the girl threw herself into his arms, like a kitten that had found its owner, rubbing her cheek against his chest and wrapping her arms tightly around his waist.

“Teacher—! Ugh, teacher—!”

That voice was no longer Mu's soft and hoarse whisper, but became crisp and loud, with an undisguised, coquettish cry.

Kujo Renji held the body that suddenly became "passionate" in his arms. There was no surprise on his face, but instead a hint of understanding and helplessness flashed across his face.

He didn't even need to analyze it.

When the familiar name "Teacher" that belonged only to Mortis sounded, he already knew the answer.

He patted the girl's back gently, his tone steady, as if he was comforting a sullen child.

"Xiao Mo?"

"Uh-huh!"

After hearing the exact reply, Kujo Renji felt helpless.

——When you are sick, you switch your forms and let me take care of you in turns, right?

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At the same time, on the other side, at Yugaoka Girls' College.

The corridor leading to the teaching building was bustling with people. Students from different classes were walking around in groups of three or four. The air was filled with the aroma of breakfast bread and the unique noise of the morning.

Chihaya Aine's mood, however, was out of tune with the lively atmosphere.

Her steps went from a brisk trot to a heavy shuffle.

Every step feels like stepping into sticky syrup, unable to pull out or move forward.

Just now, she ran to the door of "Toyokawa Shoko"'s class with great anticipation, wanting to give her a surprise before she entered the classroom.

As a result, Xiangzi got a piece of news from his classmates that was like a bolt from the blue:

"Toyokawa-san? She's taking the day off today."

I'm asking for leave.

These three words, like three tiny ice needles, easily popped the balloon called "expectation" that had been inflated for the whole morning.

With a "bang", everything was gone.

Chihaya Aine walked dejectedly beside Nagasaki Motoyo. She looked as if all the bones had been pulled out of her body, and she was limp. Even the iconic ahoge on her head drooped down, and she had lost her former vitality.

The box of cookies in her arms, which she had baked carefully and protected with her body temperature, seemed to have lost all its heat and fragrance at this moment, and turned into a heavy lump of iron that made her heart feel uneasy.

After school.

Nagasaki Suyo walked beside her, observing her secretly out of the corner of her eye.

Looking at Chihaya Aine's depressed look as if the world was coming to an end, Su Shi couldn't help but feel a sense of gloating in his heart.

Yes, gloating.

When this word came out, even she was shocked, but then she felt it was natural.

Of course she would gloat.

She felt both angry and amused when she thought of how Aine had acted like a fool this morning, even opening her coat in the cold in order to deliver cookies to that bastard.

What's good about that person?

Is it worth it for Chihaya Aine to try so hard to please her?

He only disguises himself with a gentle appearance, but secretly does all kinds of bad and excessive things.

For example, forcing her to wink and blow kisses to him during Live.

When she thought of the scene that day, Nagasaki Suye's cheeks couldn't help but feel hot, and the feeling of humiliation surged into her heart again, and her disgust towards Kujo Renji deepened a little bit.

So, seeing that Aine's "sincerity" was misplaced and her efforts were in vain, it was only natural for her to feel a subtle sense of balance and satisfaction in her heart, right?

Serves you right. Let you be fooled by that guy again.

She thought silently in her heart, even with a bit of malice.

But this dark mood lasted less than three seconds.

When she saw that Chihaya Aine was really like a puppy drenched in the rain, even starting to walk with her hands and feet shaky, that little bit of pleasure was quickly replaced by another more complicated emotion.

It was a mixture of helplessness, reluctance, and a hint of guilt that she herself was unwilling to admit.

After all, they are "accomplices" and allies.