Chapter 302

The sisters were incredibly excited and full of energy because of the man on the bed!

How could there be such a bad sister in the world?

"Moeha, don't go too far!"

Hearing this, Fujiwara Chika panicked in her heart and glared with wide, angry, and shy eyes.

"Alright, alright, brother-in-law said you are super cute, and you are perfect, and he is very grateful for everything you did for him..."

Fujiwara Moeha was still afraid of Fujiwara Chika's deterrent power as a sister, so she made it up quickly.

Unexpectedly, it hit the mark!

If she had said anything else, Fujiwara Chika would have been suspicious.

At that time, no one knew about Fujiwara Chika sending Kitakami Yoru to the hospital.

Except for the parties involved and the medical staff at that time, no one should have known.

Kitakami Yoru's answer, being very grateful for everything she did, was ironclad evidence!

Fujiwara Moeha blinked, observing Fujiwara Chika's reaction and the information revealed in her eyes in detail.

No way?

Sister seems to believe it!

I made it up on the spot, and even I don't believe it?!

"Hehe, there are other questions too."

Laughing twice, Fujiwara Moeha opened her mouth and said again.

"You say."

Fujiwara Chika didn't want to continue pretending.

Fine.

She admitted she liked Kitakami Yoru, okay?

"I asked brother-in-law if he likes you, sister!"

Fujiwara Moeha's tone was flat, but it was like a thunderclap on flat ground.

Fujiwara Chika, who had been quite calm just now, felt her heart beating wildly in panic for a moment.

Who could refuse to know whether the person they like likes them back?

"Brother-in-law said he likes sister very much, sister is very cute, and he doesn't have a girlfriend..."

"But... brother-in-law isn't sure if sister likes him..."

Fujiwara Moeha struck while the iron was hot.

As the words fell, Fujiwara Chika seemed to sublimate, her excitement and agitation overflowing!

"Sister, I'm going to take a bath and sleep first."

Fujiwara Moeha stole a laugh; she's still pretending!

Hmph!

"Wait, what are you holding Kitakami-kun's coat for?"

Fujiwara Chika asked Fujiwara Moeha, who was walking to the door; she almost didn't notice.

"You're stupid, sister, hide it deliberately; if brother-in-law doesn't find it when he wakes up tomorrow, don't you have a reason to return the clothes and contact brother-in-law?"

Fujiwara Moeha turned back and rolled her eyes, saying as she pulled the door and left.

"You..."

Fujiwara Chika suddenly felt that her sister was a stranger.

And, this plan is too vicious and evil!

"Kitakami-kun..."

Fujiwara Chika, who had calmed down, began to think about what Fujiwara Moeha said about Kitakami Yoru liking her.

Instinctively, Fujiwara Chika, who was good at thinking, gradually stopped believing it.

She felt Fujiwara Moeha made it up to lie to her.

Would Kitakami-kun answer so directly?

He slept like a dead pig...

Pursing her lips, Fujiwara Chika bent down to straighten Kitakami Yoru's body and heard that rough breathing sound.

However, Kitakami Yoru didn't just have rough breathing.

Later, Fujiwara Chika should be able to witness it and open her eyes.

Touching his forehead again, low fever.

Tearing open the cooling patch, she stuck it on his forehead.

Fujiwara Chika's hand movements hesitated, but she still chose to take off Kitakami Yoru's clothes.

Wipe his body, dissipate some heat.

It's not like she's taking it all off.

What's there to be afraid of?

Haven't been to a public beach?

Fujiwara Chika's soft, boneless little hands trembled slightly as she grabbed the hem of Kitakami Yoru's clothes and pulled upward gently.

"He won't wake up suddenly, right?"

Fujiwara Chika thought while taking off his clothes.

However, she was thinking too much.

Drunken Kitakami Yoru wouldn't wake up even if she sat on his face, as long as it didn't affect his breathing.

"Kitakami-kun's body, the skin is so white and smooth..."

Fujiwara Chika's attention was distracted, looking at Kitakami Yoru, who was almost bare-chested.

Forget it, that's it.

Rolling all the clothes up to his neck, Fujiwara Chika took a deep breath and looked at his pants.

"Need to take off his pants..."

"Where..."

After completing the psychological construction, Fujiwara Chika started to act; her soft, boneless little hands started from his feet first.

Took off his socks.

Slowly rolled up Kitakami Yoru's pant legs to just below his knees.

Then the key part.

Both hands first untied the elastic band of the pants; after separating them, Fujiwara Chika, whose face gradually turned bright red, picked up two fingers and didn't dare to look at Kitakami Yoru.

Turning to one side, moving her body far away, she muttered something unknown in her mouth.

Finally, Fujiwara Chika, who had exhausted her efforts, completed a task she considered incredibly difficult.

Compared to doing this, she would rather run a five-kilometer run that would cost her life.

"This is okay..."

"By the way..."

Fujiwara Chika wiped a dense cold sweat that had just secreted from her forehead.

20: They already kissed, and you're still lying to me

"By the way, has Kitakami-kun already woken up?"

"Moeha and I have been talking, and I even took off his clothes..."

"Now he's not opening his eyes, is he just pretending?"

Fujiwara Chika wasn't stupid; the degree of popularity of SIX in Neon, even if it wasn't the first in the world, was the second.

Even in the neighboring country, which many people talk about with fear, peers actually understand it clearly.

This terrible thought flashed through her mind; Fujiwara Chika immediately stopped her movements and subconsciously swallowed her saliva, stepping backward.

Kitakami Yoru on the bed was sleeping very soundly, and no abnormality could be seen at all.

How could this be pretending?

"Kitakami... Kitakami-kun?"

Fujiwara Chika didn't react after seeing it, started to doubt her guess, and tested again.