When Asaichi returned to her home from the clinic with Shiyu, who had recovered a little, it was already 12 a.m., Shiyu recovered, but Asaichi became tired.

I don’t know why in the clinic, Shi Yu seems to have completely become a different personality. Such a cute personality is expressed by Shi Yu? At least he has never imagined it.

When Shiyu changed into her pajamas and lay on the bed, Asakai finally could take a break.

"Come on, give me a thermometer."

Asakichi moved the chair and sat beside Shiyu's bed. Shiyu's face had returned to a little rosy, not as pale as before.

"Well... the temperature has finally dropped. Give it a fever-reducing medicine just in case you take another one."

"Hey... Can you not eat?"

She put on a pitiful expression.

"Give."

Qianyi just raised her face and handed the medicine over.

"...demon."

"I don't want you to say that to me."

"It's so hot, I'm soaked all over. I want to take a shower."

“People with fever do not have the right to take a bath.”

"But I'm smelly all over now."

"Anyway, I'm the only one watching."

Qian was invulnerable to the point of being able to let Shi Yu collapse according to his own temperament.

“I want to turn on the air conditioner…”

As an answer, Qianyi directly removed the battery of the remote control and put it in his pocket.

"Do you sleep well and sweat all over! Do you still want to recover soon and continue to catch up with the script?"

"...All right."

Sure enough, this is the killer weapon.

Qianyi thought a little self-deprecatingly.

The girl who took the medicine fell asleep very quickly. Seeing that her breathing gradually became calm and stable, Qian Yi had the opportunity to reply to the message on her phone.

There are some ethical things, some Kato, and some Eri Ri.

Anyway, let's tell them that everything has been resolved first.

After replying one by one, Qianyi looked at the messy garbage in the room and the A4 printing paper scattered on the ground. It seemed that it was time to clean up. Anyway, it was a night of medical treatment.

kindness...?

This is...

Qianyi picked up a piece of A4 paper covered with sticky notes, and saw a few big words at a glance - "Mushan Qianyi".

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midnight.

I don’t know when, Qian Yi sat at the desk, lit the desk lamp, and placed a stack of bound A4 paper next to it.

"Um..."

The movement from the other side of the bed woke up Qianichi who was thinking.

"What's wrong? Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Shiyu slowly opened her eyes.

He's been there all the time...but of course, his words.

"I want to drink water."

Shi Yu is so frank but has a limited time.

After a while, Qian Yi came over with a glass of water, sat by the bed, and helped her sit up.

"Thanks."

Shi Yu, who woke up, always felt something was wrong in the room. Oh, the ground became tidy, it should have been Qianyi who helped clean it up, the plastic bags, beverages, and the manuscript he had been busy with--

"ah..."

She leaked a cute scream.

It seems that I have noticed it.

"Why...what should I write that kind of thing?"

Asakichi picked up the A4 paper that had been bound next to it. This novel is about him.

It is about the life of a person named Asaka Kiyama.

It briefly and briefly describes his past, present, and life he will live in the future.

There is hope between the lines.

It doesn't seem to be made by Shiyu at all.

“…A week later is your birthday.”

"Do you remember..."

Qian was stunned. He almost couldn't remember his birthday. If he hadn't been reminded by Shi Yu like this, he wouldn't have remembered it.

"And...what have you been doing these days?"

"Hurry up, the game script for the club."

"A liar, I just turned on your laptop. The date of revision of this novel is still the latest, and those sticky labels..." A shallow smile, "It's obvious that there is so much time left, you don't need to start doing it now, right?"

"Looking! You're obviously an amateur, why do you say so much? You know how difficult it is to write a biography of a kind of person with a true nature! Especially someone like you are awkward!"

"What about Lun Ye's outline."

"I wrote that kind of thing in one night! Don't underestimate me!"

“...But didn’t he say he wanted to modify it?”

"Then he has to wait for him to tell me the modification. He is the producer, and this is what he should do!"

“…”

Shi Yu, whose face was flushed, unnaturally escaped her gaze, and Asakaichi's thoughts gradually faded away.

turn out to be...

She has been modifying this book all the time.

"Why...to do this?"

The murmuring words seemed to be asking themselves, and also to ask her.

"Don't you never read my novel?"

"It's not that I don't like watching it...but that I don't like watching it very much..."

Qianyi was a little embarrassed.

"So, I was thinking, since you are a man who only moves forward with your ideals and ignores your surroundings, at least, I want to tell you this way. If it were my words, I think they could tell you-"

Although Shiyu, wearing pajamas, was still haggard, her eyes were bright and bright.

"You are really not alone."

"This is the life I envisioned for you," she gently put her hand on Kazuichi's hand holding A4 paper. There was no hidden tenderness in her eyes. A strand of hair drifted with her movements, and a faint sweetness lingered Kazuichi. "A ordinary otaku who should have grown up vigorously under the protection of her parents like a normal person, but this boy, who is 1.8 meters tall and weighs 170 pounds, was squeezed out a gap of contradiction between reality and fantasy."

"Your life is not going well, but you are a very 'smooth' person."

Qianyi recalls the novel with a text of 150,000 texts. The "Shinichi" in it has similar experiences to his past, but he has an optimistic and positive energy that supports him to face everything: he is lonely and always wears a mask in front of others; he is very inferior and always dares not think that he can become an important person for others; he is very sad, and he is used to starting from other people's ideas before doing everything - he seems to have not sought anything for himself. What he wants is to live alone, his life does not want to become gray and meaningless, and he wants someone to prove to him that he once lived here.

Therefore, he couldn't see the people around him.

Even though it is obvious from the surface that Asakai and Shiyu and Eriri's kindness are visible, there are never two people in his eyes.

"Really, can you stop seriously and look at me?"

“…”

Holding his breath lightly, Shi Yu's eyes seemed to have something else in their moistness.

"I clearly use your favorable feelings to contact Ethics, I clearly use your kindness to help me handle the signing party, I clearly use your kindness to make you let go of everything and take care of me! Why are you not angry all the time? Why are you not angry?"

Her tone was filled with emotions that made Asakichi uncomfortable.

“…I’m willing.”

"You will always say this in front of me." Shiyu's pity was getting deeper and deeper, "It was the same when I asked you to help solve the inspiration problem of Ethics before. You rushed to pull Kato back late at night without saying a word. Do you think you would be handsome?"

"I...this is enough," Shiyu seemed to want to say something when she heard the words of Asakachi, "It's enough, really."
To be continued...