Tokyo Sick Girlfriend

Chapter 147 Medicine (Bonus chapter for Alliance Leader, two chapters combined, 5000 words)

Upon hearing Shion's words, Shiratori Seiya's heart tightened, and he quickly turned to look at Saori, suddenly worried that she would say, "Even if you poison me, Saori can still kill you first."

Although Shion's mental state has been very poor since the breakup, Shiratori Seiya still remembers what Shion said to him yesterday when he took Rin back to the hotel: Shion might put drugs in the food, but poisoning is still too far-fetched.

Neither logic nor personal emotion justifies her doing such an extreme thing.

A person's motivation for doing something comes from their inner desires.

He had seriously considered what Xiyin really wanted long before the concert incident ended.

Even if power, money, and fame are taken into account, Xiyin probably wants to be with me the most.

But she was also absolutely certain that if she did something to hurt Saori and Mio, they would have no hope of being with her for the rest of their lives.

She knew perfectly well that this was who she was.

Although Shiratori Seiya himself felt that thinking this way was shameless and brazen, he had to do it in order to maintain the current situation.

Furthermore, based on previous conversations with Saori, it's clear that Saori had definitely eaten Shione's cooking before, although it's unclear when.

If she really wanted to poison Saori, why would she choose today, especially in front of him?
Knowing that this was impossible, but afraid that Saori might act recklessly, Shiratori Seiya quickly picked up the steak from his plate with his chopsticks, thinking that if Saori was about to say something wrong, he would quickly shut her up.

Fortunately, Saori blinked her big, watery eyes and swallowed hard:

"You work so hard cooking, Saori knows best how grateful she is. Please eat more."

As she spoke, she subconsciously glanced at Hojo Shione's ample chest, her willow-leaf eyebrows furrowing, and she felt a pang of regret.

She's already so old, if she keeps eating like this, will Saori really be able to keep up?

Hojo Shione ignored her gaze, only chuckled at her words, her watery eyes fixed on Hasegawa Saori, and asked softly:
"Repay kindness? What if I asked you to give Kiyosai to me?"

As soon as she finished speaking, almost without a pause, Saori Hasegawa pushed her rice bowl and the plate of steak forward, saying:

"Then Saori won't eat it."

Upon hearing this, Hojo Shione smiled slightly, a 'I knew it' expression on her face. She glanced at Shiratori Seiya beside her, then picked up the half-eaten steak that Saori had placed on her plate with her chopsticks, took a small bite, swallowed it, and said to Saori:

"You owe me a favor."

Watching Shion eat her steak, Hasegawa Saori grabbed her rice bowl back.

Seeing that the atmosphere between the two had eased, Shiratori Seiya breathed a sigh of relief and smoothed things over by saying:
"Okay, let's eat quickly."

"I'm gonna start now!"

"..."

The meal ended in a relatively stable atmosphere. After finishing the meal, Hasegawa Saori offered to wash the dishes, seemingly because she genuinely felt that Hojo Shione had worked hard cooking and wanted to show her virtuous side. Of course, it could also be that she didn't want to lose to Shione in front of Shiratori Seiya, to the point that she refused Shiratori's offer to help with the dishes.

However, while she was washing the dishes, Xiyin didn't leave. Instead, she took a carton of milk from the refrigerator and went to the kitchen to boil it.

Watching the two busy themselves in the kitchen, neither of them thinking of leaving first, Shiratori Seiya knew that unless they left together, they would probably stay up all night.

He glanced at the time and realized it was still early, but he decided to wait until the two of them finished their work before sending them off together.

With that in mind, he turned on his computer again to continue organizing the live stream materials.

However, after only a few minutes of work, he heard Xiyin's voice in his ear:
"Kiyoshi, have a glass of milk."

Upon hearing this, Shiratori Seiya raised his gaze and saw Shion pour the warmed milk into two cups, handing one to him and saying:

"After a long day, a glass of milk helps me sleep better at night, so I can work better tomorrow..."

"Thank you."

"Hehe, are you planning to keep being this polite from now on? I'm going to get tired of hearing it."

As she spoke, she took a sip in front of Shiratori Seiya, the milk staining her peach-colored lips a milky white.

Shiratori Seiya looked at her lips, a thought flashed through his mind, and an inappropriate image involuntarily came to mind.

Seemingly noticing his gaze, Hojo Shione blinked in realization, then stuck out her little tongue and licked it around her lips, making them sparkle.

Feeling a slight, uncomfortable bloating starting to form again, Shiratori Seiya quickly averted his gaze, exhaling to calm himself. Sensing Shione's lingering reluctance, he realized she probably truly felt it had been a long time since they had seen each other. He carefully considered his words before speaking:

“Xiyin, even if you’re busy at the company, we’ll still be able to meet if we want to. If we make the time, we’ll always find a chance to meet.”

"I see. So, Kiyoya, will you come looking for me?"

"meeting."

"Really? What if you can't do it?"

"If I can't do that... then I'll do whatever you want, Xiyin."

Shiratori Seiya originally wanted to say "I will definitely do it" directly, but when the words were on the tip of his tongue, he thought that if something unforeseen happened again, it would hurt Shione's feelings again.

"Anything is fine? Kiyoya's words are rather ambiguous, but you should know what I want, right?"

As Hojo Shione spoke, she leaned closer. Under the light, perhaps because she had just drunk hot milk, her beautiful face now appeared somewhat alluring.

This time, Shiratori Seiya stared intently into her eyes and repeated earnestly:

"I'll do whatever you want with me."

He paused, then looked at Xiyin with amusement and said:

"Besides, the kind of thing you want to do, Xiyin, isn't it the guy who's going to suffer, right? Why do you make it sound like you're the one who's getting the better deal?"

"Of course I'm the one who benefits, because Kiyoya is a priceless treasure to me."

As soon as she finished speaking, she noticed the sound of washing dishes disappearing from the kitchen. Knowing that Saori Hasegawa would be coming out soon, she added:
"Alright, I've got Kiyoya's words in mind. However, I probably won't be able to find any time to see Kiyoya from now on."

As she spoke, a hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes.

Seeing that her mood was a bit off, Shiratori Seiya narrowed his eyes and asked suspiciously:

"what happened?"

"It's about the company's contract. It expires in three months, and since they see I don't intend to renew it, they've filled all my schedules with announcements. I guess I'll be working non-stop starting next month."

Hearing her say that, Shiratori Seiya's eyes sharpened, his brows furrowed, and his expression became serious. He asked in confusion;
"Xiyin, you don't plan to renew your contract? What terms did they offer you?"

Upon hearing this, Hojo Shione gave a wry smile and said:

"They said the losses from the last concert were too great, so in my contract, besides increasing my endorsement fees, album fees, and performance commissions by 2%, my fixed salary was only raised to the level of a second-tier artist, and that's not even the most crucial point..."

She paused, then covered her forehead with her hand in exasperation, a troubled expression on her face, and said:
"The contract they offered was for five years, but for the first three years, you wouldn't have the right to choose your songs, and you might even have to do guest appearances at underground idol concerts..."

"..."

Shiratori Seiya frowned as he listened, and was about to say something when he saw Hojo Shione turn around and look at Saori, who had just come out of the kitchen:

"You got your share of the milk too. Here it is. By the way, I bought this milk specially; it's said to be good for your physical development..."

"Ok?"

Hearing the last half of her sentence, Hasegawa Saori's eyes lit up. She glanced at Hojo Shione, who had drunk a little more than half of her milk, thanked her sincerely, and then sat down on the sofa, picked up her milk, and took a big gulp.

The moment the milk touched her lips, Saori Hasegawa's eyes lit up, and she licked her lips, saying:

How did you know Saori likes sweetened milk?

After she finished speaking, she smacked her lips as if savoring the moment and muttered:
Why does it taste a little bitter?

"Oh, the one I bought is high in calcium, so it's normal for it to taste a little bitter, but it's more helpful for physical development than regular milk."

Hojo Shione responded with a single sentence, watching Saori finish her drink in one gulp before silently turning her gaze to Shiratori Seiya and saying:

"That's the situation anyway. The copy of the contract is still in the apartment. If you want to see it, I can get it for you in a bit, Kiyoya..."

Shiratori Seiya didn't notice the way she was looking at Saori. After staring at the table for a moment in thought, he asked:
"So, do you have any ideas about your next company?"

"Well... I've considered that, but the other companies aren't offering very good compensation either, probably because they think I'm not stable enough."

"Xiyin, do you mean other companies have contacted you too? What did they say?"

"that is……"

Hojo Shione gave Shiratori Seiya a general overview of the contracts offered by the other companies that had approached her.

However, when the second company was being mentioned, a long, steady breathing sound suddenly filled the air.

The two turned their heads simultaneously, only to find that Saori had already curled up asleep on the sofa sometime during the night. Seeing this, Hojo Shione got up and considerately draped her coat, which was hanging on the hanger, over Saori's shoulders. Then, looking at Shiratori Seiya, she whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"Is Hasegawa-san suffering from carb allergy? Why don't we leave her alone and come to our place to talk? We can show you the contract and stuff..."

Seeing this, Shiratori Seiya glanced at Saori, who had already lain down to rest, and couldn't help but wonder why she had fallen asleep so early today.
Is he pretending to be asleep so he won't leave?
However, whether he was pretending to be asleep or not, he did want to check Xiyin's contract, since she was leaving tomorrow.

Moreover, to be honest, considering that he wanted to start his own company, he had thought about recruiting Xiyin. After all, having a popular singer might be able to boost the other streamers in the company.

So Shiratori Seiya stood up and nodded to Shione, saying:
"Alright, let's go now. It's still early, so we can chat for a while."

"Um……"

Perhaps both of them were afraid of disturbing Saori, so they even deliberately kept their footsteps quiet.

When I arrived at Xiyin's house, there was a dusty smell in the air, perhaps because she hadn't been home for the past two days.

Seemingly noticing this, Hojo Shione first poured herself a cup of tea, then looked at Shiratori Seiya and said:

"Kiyoshi, please wait a moment,"

She casually lit three calming incense sticks, then took out a sealed contract from the drawer and handed it to Shiratori Seiya.

However, the moment she handed over the contract, a look of pain suddenly appeared on her face. She gasped, and before Shiratori Seiya could even ask, she said directly:

"Kiyoshi, you watch over me first. I... my stomach hurts a little, I need to go to the toilet."

"it is good."

Shiratori Seiya nodded, and after watching Shion quickly walk into the bathroom, he focused his attention on the contract.

However, after only a few minutes of looking at it, he suddenly felt a bit hot, and then his eyelids became heavy and he started to feel sleepy. He tried several times to focus his attention on the contract, but found that he simply couldn't.

A strange sense of familiarity washed over me; the swelling below had just subsided, but now it was starting to feel uncomfortable again.

Shiratori Seiya quickly shook his head, alarm bells ringing in his mind. To fight off sleepiness, he bit the tip of his tongue.

A sharp, stabbing pain shot through me instantly. Although I was still sleepy, I was able to muster a little energy.

He stood up and looked around, finally fixing his gaze on the three sticks of calming incense that were almost half-burned in the vase.

Shiratori Seiya walked over quickly, picked up one of them, and sniffed it.

The incense smelled similar to the one he burned that morning, but it also carried a subtle, unique fragrance...

His jaw tightened, and his expression turned serious.

There's something wrong with this incense.

He recalled a series of sounds in his mind:

"You dare to use things she gave you so casually? You probably caught a cold because of the fragrance."

"So, you and your sister... had a relationship?"

"Kiyoya, my sister likes you so much, to that extent... it's impossible for her not to make a move on you, right?"

"What if one day I really can't resist and slips something into your food? Kiyoya, what can you do about it?"

"..."

Shiratori Seiya snapped out of his daze, immediately held his breath, extinguished the three incense sticks, and then walked to the window and opened it.

The evening breeze in mid-November hit his face, and the icy chill made him slightly more awake, but only slightly; the heat in his body was still churning.

Shiratori Seiya stared at the lingering incense in his hand, then turned to look at the bathroom, his expression complex.

About seven or eight minutes later, the bathroom door creaked open, and Hojo Shione walked out.

The girl had changed her clothes; the long, knee-length skirt was gone, and she was now only wearing a silk robe, her fair and slender legs peeking out from the slit in the robe…

Hojo Shione closed the bathroom door behind her, letting down her long, black hair. Her eyes and brows exuded an alluring charm that was captivating to anyone who looked at her.

However, when she turned around, she didn't see Shiratori Seiya who was sitting on the sofa, and her heart skipped a beat.

She noticed a figure by the window out of the corner of her eye and immediately looked in that direction.

Standing by the window, Shiratori Seiya was rubbing three sticks of calming incense in his hands, looking at him with a complicated expression.

Their gazes met in the air, and Hojo Shione's alluring smile froze on her face.

Her cherry-pink lips opened and closed like a fish out of oxygen, her beautiful eyes widened, and her breathing became rapid.

Time seemed to slow down at that moment. Hojo Shione's pupils dilated, and a wave of dizziness washed over her. She was somewhat unwilling to believe that what she was seeing was real.

‘Gudong. ’

Hojo Shione swallowed hard, her lips moved, and she said with difficulty:
"Kiyoshi, listen to me..."

However, she had only spoken halfway when she saw Shiratori Seiya frown and ask with difficulty:
"Xiyin, why...why did you do this? What exactly do you want to do?"

"I……"

Hojo Shione had barely uttered a single word when she met Shiratori Seiya's disappointed gaze.

She had seen that look in his eyes once before, during their last breakup. The pain in her heart resurfaced, not a sharp, intense pain, but a memory of excruciating agony.

At that moment, she knew that no amount of explanation would help.

The girl's eyes darkened, and she leaned weakly against the wall, her tone becoming indifferent as she softly said:

"Keiya, don't you know what I want? But it doesn't matter anymore. Kiyoya, think what you want of me. I'm shameless, and I'll do anything to get you..."

As she spoke, her voice quickened, and bloodshot veins appeared on the whites of her eyes.

"Kiyoshi, I don't understand, why won't you even touch me? Even if we're lovers, shouldn't you at least let me fulfill my obligations?"

Hearing Shion's self-deprecating words, Shiratori Seiya felt his throat go dry and sighed:
"Xiyin, you don't need to ruin yourself like this..."

Upon hearing this, Hojo Shione raised her face, stared into his eyes, and suddenly gave a bitter smile:

"Wasting yourself? What does it mean to waste yourself? The one who wasted me was clearly you, Qingzai, wasn't it? I've already been so shameless, yet I still can't have you..."

Hojo Shione's vision gradually blurred, and crystal tears welled up in her eyes. In just a moment, her nose was stained red.

Her voice became hoarse:

"You say you like me, but, Kiyoya, what am I to you?"

Shiratori Seiya took a deep breath, reached out and grasped her trembling hand, and said earnestly:
"Xiyin, listen to me, I..."

However, at this moment, Hojo Shione seemed completely deaf to his words, her speech brimming with resentment:

"You promised Hasegawa you'd marry her, and Ms. Takahashi is your girlfriend now. You should know that Suzune likes you too, right? What if even more women like you in the future..."

If I keep waiting, Kiyoya, will you still remember me? What am I to you...?

As she uttered the last sentence, she seemed to lose all her strength, her shoulders trembling uncontrollably.

Seeing that Hojo Shione was completely unable to listen to her words and seemed to be completely immersed in her own sorrow.

Shiratori Seiya took a deep breath, raised his hand to cup the girl's cheeks, and stared into her eyes, saying:
"I said, I have never stopped liking you, Xiyin."

As soon as he finished speaking, he lowered his head and captured the girl's cherry lips.

'Om! '

Hojo Shione's eyes widened, her pupils contracted, and her vision gradually blurred.

A tingling sensation suddenly spread across my lips and teeth, like an electric current.

She slowly closed her eyes.

Tears soaked her eyelashes and streamed down her cheeks.

Feeling that her frail body had stopped trembling, Shiratori Seiya raised his face, gazed into her eyes, and said earnestly:
"Xiyin, I love you."

Hojo Shione finally realized what was happening. She stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around the boy's strong shoulders, and responded with all her might.

The love he had been longing for seemed to flow into his heart along her pink tongue.

She felt as if the missing piece in her heart was about to be filled.

……
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(End of this chapter)