Chapter 174

Kitakami Yoru finished saying that, sent a spoonful of porridge into his mouth, and added: "I was afraid you'd catch a cold after coming out of the bath; you should adapt to the temperature first."

"Are you leaving?"

Sakurajima Mai's pair of tender feet, which were constantly entangled under the table, separated, and she was stunned.

"Do you expect me to live here?"

Kitakami Yoru curled his lips and asked back.

"But I don't want you to leave, I'm scared!"

"You can sleep here, there are plenty of rooms!"

Sakurajima Mai had been struggling with this when she was taking a bath.

Lost for a few months, she finally met a living person who could talk and communicate with her normally.

Kitakami Yoru had also helped her a few times and was good-looking.

Sakurajima Mai didn't deny that she already had a certain liking for Kitakami Yoru, and she really wanted to talk and communicate with someone.

She hoped Kitakami Yoru would stay.

"Really?"

Kitakami Yoru asked in surprise.

"I'm keeping you to take care of me, don't think crookedly!"

Sakurajima Mai's indigo-blue eyes narrowed slightly, and she warned him lightly.

"But aren't you afraid? In the whole world, only I can see you, Sakurajima-senpai?"

Kitakami Yoru blinked and leaned his face closer tentatively.

He still didn't know how handsome he was and how much charm he had...

"You... heh..."

Sakurajima Mai's feet under the table shrank, and she picked up the bowl and took a sip of porridge.

She originally wanted to cover it up.

As a result, the taste of the porridge was unexpectedly delicious.

At night, the stars were scattered.

The hormone medicine wore off.

Sakurajima Mai started to have a fever and cough again.

But the situation was clearly much better.

38.3 degrees.

"Take your medicine and go to sleep."

Kitakami Yoru handed the water cup to Sakurajima Mai.

"I can't sleep, keep me company and chat."

Sakurajima Mai said while taking the water cup.

Although she had a fever again, she was very energetic, took the medicine with warm water, and shook her head.

Kitakami Yoru didn't leave and looked quietly at Sakurajima Mai in the quilt.

"Do you have a younger sister?"

After a moment of silence, Sakurajima Mai spoke slowly.

"No, I'm an only child; I've never experienced the joy of having siblings."

Kitakami Yoru replied.

"I have a younger sister, a half-sister, but she doesn't seem to like me..."

Sakurajima Mai turned her body and looked at Kitakami Yoru.

"Why?"

Kitakami Yoru moved his chair over and sat down.

"I don't know... I actually like her very much... cough cough..."

Sakurajima Mai coughed twice.

"Is she jealous that you're a big celebrity? That's why she doesn't like you?"

Kitakami Yoru answered casually; after all, they were half-siblings.

"Jealous? Probably not, right?"

"Besides, I don't want to be a celebrity either."

Sakurajima Mai reached out her hand from the quilt.

"You don't want to?"

Kitakami Yoru showed a surprised look?

If you didn't want to, why did you debut when you were little?

"My mom is my manager, and my dad is a well-known director... cough cough..."

"My work... it's all her... an..."

Sakurajima Mai coughed twice more, lifted the quilt, and climbed up to drink water.

"Why don't you resist?"

"You have money and are an adult; you can completely live on your own."

Kitakami Yoru was a bit puzzled.

Everyone's growth trajectory is different.

Thoughts, concepts, and ways of dealing with people are also different.

"That's my mom..."

Sakurajima Mai actually wanted to have a good talk with her mom too.

After drinking water, she sat cross-legged.

"Don't worry, maybe it will get better one day."

Kitakami Yoru comforted her gently and glanced at the family photo on the wall.

Sure enough, he saw a blonde girl standing beside Sakurajima Mai.

"What do you want me to do for you?"

Hearing Kitakami Yoru say this, Sakurajima Mai had long since guessed that he needed to use her state.

Kitakami Yoru looked at Sakurajima Mai and steadied his mind, his gaze involuntarily attracted to her bare feet sitting cross-legged.

Sakurajima Mai initially thought Kitakami Yoru was thinking, but later realized he was looking at her feet.

Instantly, she remembered what happened in the afternoon.

"What are you looking at!"

Sakurajima Mai crawled into the quilt in embarrassment, hid her feet deep inside, and scolded Kitakami Yoru.

Her feet smelling of sour sweat being smelled was so embarrassing!

"Sakurajima-senpai, sorry."

Kitakami Yoru showed an apologetic smile, bent over, rested one hand on his thigh, and supported his chin.

"I warn you, don't look!"

"Also, tell me more about yourself."

Sakurajima Mai threatened him through gritted teeth and used a curious gaze to size up and examine Kitakami Yoru.

He was a big fat guy before, now he's handsome beyond words...

"I have a body type that gains weight easily, so it's easy to get fat, but I've lost it now."

"I gain weight fast, and I lose it fast."

Kitakami Yoru shrugged his shoulders indifferently, his expression not very happy.

"Aren't you happy that you've lost weight?"

Sakurajima Mai asked back.

"But I'm still not good-looking—"

"Sigh—"

Kitakami Yoru scratched his hair embarrassedly and smiled very reluctantly.

"Pfft!"

Sakurajima Mai almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.