"squeak."

When the faucet was turned off, Shiina Iori put the washed dishes into the cupboard.

Turning his head, he saw Aoba Chiho lying obediently deep in the quilt, looking at him without blinking.

It was like a little monster hiding in the depths of the darkness and watching Ultraman.

Shiina Iori met Chiho Kanei Aiba and smiled indifferently: "I put the fruit in the refrigerator, put the snacks on the second floor. When the disease is better, remember to take them to eat them yourself."

He held a rag in his hand and wiped the water droplets on his hand: "Let's sleep a little longer today and wait until he recovers from his illness before he can continue working."

When Aiba Qianho heard this, his eyes suddenly looked at him with some resentment.

Why do I feel like a robot who only knows how to make money in Iori's heart?

However, after hudding in the quilt for a while, she still stretched out her hand and typed on her notepad with her mobile phone.

With the reading button pressed in her hand, a clear electronic female voice came from her phone:

[I'll have to trouble you when I come to visit you and Iori. It's really a big trouble for you.]

【Thank you very much.】

【In addition, the porridge made by Iori is very delicious.】

As she wrote this, Chiho Aiba's little face couldn't help but turn red.

He had just said that he had no appetite, but he drank the porridge handed over by Iori. In less than ten minutes, he ate a whole bowl of vegetables and meat.

My belly is bulging.

I even hiccupped just now.

When she thought of her loss of composure just now, Chiho Aiba couldn't help but retract her little head, which was slightly stretched out from the quilt.

Listening to the electronic female voice coming from her phone, Shiina Iori didn't respond: "It doesn't matter, if Chiho likes it, I can teach you next time."

【Really ~?】

Aiba Chiho's eyes lit up.

Shiina Iori nodded naturally: "Of course, and I see that Chiho's kitchen utensils are very complete, so I should have the habit of cooking by myself, right?"

"But you have to wait until you get better."

Upon hearing this, Aiba Chiho couldn't help but smile on her delicate little face.

Nodded vigorously.

"Woohhh!"

"Then I'll leave first today."

"Remember to take medicine before going to bed later."

Shiina Iori waved at her.

Aiba Chiho's eyes paused slightly, and the corners of his mouth, which had a bright smile, seemed to be slightly frozen, and then he continued to look happy and nodded carefully.

"Woohhh."

"Bang."

Shiina Iori closed the door with multiple protective effects.

Aiba Qianho Mumu looked at the door, and for a moment, she couldn't help feeling a sense of empty dislocation in her heart.

But it seems that I can't tell why.

Iorikun is a very good person, but he has people he likes and many others who like him.

My relationship with him was not as close as I thought.

I think the same is true in Iori Jun’s heart?

Aiba Chiho's eyebrows and eyes drooped slightly, and he was always rational and calm in his heart.

Perhaps it is because people who cannot express themselves directly in "language" will have more time to think than others. Aiba Chiho maintains rational relationships and status judgments about himself and others.

It is this way of thinking that is too calm that makes her better at thinking from the perspective of others than others.

At the same time, it can also interpret your own heart better.

but......

Aiba Chiho slowly sat upright from the quilt with both hands, her thin nightgown tightly against her body, turned her head and looked at the small refrigerator that had just been filled with fruits and snacks.

His eyes were a little dazzled.

Why does it make people feel a little unpleasant?

Chiho Aiba didn't know how to use words to describe that subtle and complex inner feeling, and in the end he could only tentatively define that negative emotion as "unpleasant".

Sitting there for a while, she suddenly remembered Shiina Iori's words and prepared to retract into the quilt and start sleeping.

But he was stunned for a moment, then picked up his phone and opened Line, quickly found Ai Takiya's chat dialog box, and started typing under his hands.

[Aoba Chiho: Takitani, Shiina Jun came just now.]

【Ai Takitani:!!!】

[Ai Takitani: What are you talking about now? Did he say anything caring about?]

[Aaba Chiho: Well, Shiina Kishi is very good. I also cooked for me.]

[Ai Takitani: I didn't expect this guy to do something quite possible~! What about now? Did he say he would stay to take care of you tonight?]

【Aaba Chiho: Left.】

【Ai Takitani:?】

Ai Takitani, who was also holding the phone, was wearing a sportswear, lying on the bed like an ordinary otakus uncle, felt a big question mark on his head as in the screen.

Even the potato chips in my hand are no longer fragrant.

The forehead is covered with black lines.

He murmured in a very confused voice: "Is this guy Shiina Jun, is he the kind of straight man who can't find a girlfriend even if he lives or dies?"

"Don't you stay for such a good opportunity to show your favorability?"

"Is it because of our Chiho that is not fragrant enough?"

"No? This guy's sweet-talking scumbag is definitely very skilled. He is still ranked first in the sales list of his boyfriend who rents his boyfriend."

"Then why...?"

Ai Takitani felt that her head was full of strange little question marks.

However, before she could figure it out, she saw Chiho on the opposite side sending another message.

[Aiba Chiho: Also, Takitani San. Actually, you don’t have to match me and Shiina Jun… He seems to have someone he likes.]

"Hey? I've been seen through."

Ai Takiya was shocked when he saw the first half of the sentence, but he didn't expect that Chiho, the little guy, had a pretty savage look.

But when she saw the second half of the sentence, her eyes almost popped out.

"?"

Immediately afterwards, she jumped up from the bed, and the potato chips she kept at her hand spilled all over the bed.

"Nani?!"

"Really or not?"

......

Shiina Iori, who was taking the subway to go home, didn't know about Chiho Aiba and his agent's private communication.

At this time, he probably didn't sleep well last night, and he still dozed off when he sat down.

From time to time, there will be a relatively obscure cracking sound around.

This time he didn't care much about how he told me about not going home last night after he got home.

In Funoki's apartment, although Yui usually looks like a stupid pet, she has already seen through his lies that cannot stand the scrutiny.

Thankfully, she didn't seem to tell Nagisa.

Otherwise, he would have been killed by Nagisa with one punch last time.

Inutaro only needs to eat dried fish without explanation.

So, among the three girls in Room 1701 of Funnoki's apartment, Nagisa was left with only Nagisa who needed to deal with it.

Thinking of this, the burden suddenly became much easier.

"If Kazuya takes the blame, it should be almost done, right?"

Shiina Iori muttered under her heart.

This time there were no kiss marks on his neck.
To be continued...