Crossover Anime: The Heroine's Savior in the Other World

In his previous life, Kitahara Sosuke had seen some of the girls in his class take medication a month or two in advance to change their dates because the dates of their college entrance exams happened to fall on those two days.

Eriri's face was deathly pale, her brows were furrowed, and cold sweat was beading on her forehead. She was clutching her stomach with both hands, looking like a delicate, fragile woman, clearly the worst kind of person ever!

Kitahara Sosuke reached out and supported Eriri's arm. "Is it always this serious every time you come?"

“Of course not…” Eriri bit her lower lip, looking at the other person with a wronged expression. “It’s not usually this bad. I don’t know why, but this month, the pain has suddenly become very severe.”

Starting this month...

Kitahara Sosuke recalled a saying that many girls have normal periods at first, but after getting together with their boyfriends... their periods start to hurt badly every month.

The scientific explanation is that the vigorous movements during sex may cause local congestion in a certain area, which then manifests as menstrual cramps. It could also be due to stimulation, leading to increased secretion of certain hormones.

Kitahara Sousuke suddenly felt a little guilty and suggested, "Where's your bike? How about I take you back on my bike?"

This pot might be yours to boil, so of course you should take the blame properly.

"Idiot!" Eriri clutched her stomach, looking at you with disdain. "It's so far, and the road is so bumpy. You'll probably die on the way!"

"Then we'll take a taxi, or I'll carry you back. You can choose one."

A princess carry is out of the question. Kitahara Sosuke might have the strength to carry her all the way, but Eriri wouldn't agree to let you carry her like that on the school playground where everyone knows each other, or on the crowded street later.

"Let's take a taxi."

"Um……"

However, even the short 200-meter stretch from the teaching building to the playground was an insurmountable obstacle for Eriri.

Left with no other choice, Kitahara Sosuke first took off his coat, then knelt down and said, "Get on."

"What are you doing? We'll be seen, you idiot..."

Eriri clutched her stomach, looking at Kitahara Sosuke squatting in front of her, and gently bit her lip. If someone she knew saw this, who knows what kind of rumors would spread about this pervert behind her back.

"Just cover your head with clothes and you'll be fine."

Kitahara Sousuke stuffed his coat into the girl's hand.

"Ha, where did you come from, you turtle...?"

"Hurry up, or I'll just carry you over there."

Kitahara Sosuke urged impatiently.

"Damn it."

The only option is... to be a turtle.

Eriri gently moved her feet, climbed onto Kitahara Sosuke's back, and then put her hands behind his neck and hugged him tightly.

Then the girl felt a pair of large hands supporting her thighs, and she felt as if she were floating on clouds, her perspective suddenly widening.

"So high..."

The students and teachers on the playground and by the track could see everything clearly. Eriri felt a chill run down her spine and quickly covered her head with Kitahara Sousuke's coat, leaving only half of her face exposed.

"Hurry up, let's go faster..."

Eriri lightly kicked the boy beneath her twice with her calves, her face flushed as she softly urged him on.

Perhaps Eriri was lucky; unlike Yomo Choko, she didn't encounter any acquaintances blocking her way, and the two arrived smoothly at the intersection closest to the school.

A short while later, a taxi pulled up, and Kitahara Sousuke waved it down, gently placing the girl on the ground.

"The taxi is here." Kitahara Sousuke reached out and opened the car door. "Get in, we'll talk when we get home."

"Um.…."

Eriri hesitated for a moment, but didn't move her feet. A blush suddenly rose on the girl's pale face.

"Can't walk?" Kitahara Sousuke looked over. "I'll carry you inside."

"Need not.……."

What do you mean you don't need it? After shrinking back, now even your gait has become like a tortoise's. By the time you get into the car, you'll already be home!

Kitahara Sosuke reached out and picked up Eriri. He had wanted to say this before: Eriri was really light. Carrying her on his back or in his arms felt like carrying a finely crafted work of art, as if she would easily break if he wasn't careful.

Compared to either Four Directions Butterfly or Star Moon Maple, the texture and feel of holding them are far inferior, but in terms of the difficulty of pushing them down... could it be directly proportional?

"do not move."

Eriri wanted to struggle a little more, but was immediately stopped by Kitahara Sosuke, and could only puff out her cheeks and turn her head away, not wanting to look at him.

Kitahara Sosuke first helped Eriri into the taxi and then closed the door before getting in from the other side.

It turns out that it's better to be firm when necessary. Asking girls for their opinions on everything, especially with a tsundere like Eriri, would have dragged on indefinitely.

The taxi driver, a woman in her forties, saw the young couple, who seemed to be having a tiff, exchange a knowing smile in the rearview mirror and asked, "Where are you two going?"

Kitahara Sosuke turned to look at Eriri, who was clutching her stomach with both hands and giving him an address with a pale face. Clearly, the pain had not subsided over time; on the contrary, it was getting worse.

Chapter 162 You choose or I choose?

Kitahara Sosuke couldn't do anything about this. It was one thing to feel sorry for him, but as a guy, it was really difficult to empathize with him. He couldn't even share the burden.

He could only pat her back, taking out a tissue to wipe the sweat from Eriri's forehead, and gently comforting her, "Just hang in there a little longer, we'll be home soon."

Kitahara Sousuke also took some time to look up solutions for menstrual cramps on his phone online. There are usually three ways to deal with it:

One option is to take medicine, which is mostly fast-acting but highly addictive and may have side effects. Also, some medicines require a prescription, which is troublesome to buy. The second option is to use hot water bottles, hand warmers, or brown sugar water, which only treat the symptoms and not the root cause. Finally, there is the option of exercising more to improve physical fitness, which is always beneficial, but unfortunately, I don't have any of those on hand right now.

Kitahara Sousuke also discovered that Japanese girls have the highest rate of menstrual cramps in the world, reaching an astonishing 38.19%. On average, one in three girls suffers from menstrual cramps frequently, and the remaining two occasionally experience menstrual cramps for several months.

This is related to the fact that Japanese girls often like to drink ice water and dress lightly. In the dead of winter, they still have to wear their fair legs in sub-zero temperatures. Who else would they go for if they didn't suffer from menstrual cramps?

Drink more hot water and wear warm clothes—these common expressions of concern in China simply don't work in Japan!

"Young man, your girlfriend doesn't seem to be feeling well," the taxi driver, an older woman, said, glancing in the rearview mirror. "Shouldn't you take her to the nearby hospital for a checkup?"

What? Where do you see that they're in a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship?

Eriri wanted to complain, but the pain in her lower abdomen made her too weak to muster any strength.

Kitahara Sousuke looked at Eriri: "Should we go to the hospital?"

"Don't go."

Eriri shook her head, her voice weak. "Menstrual cramps aren't an illness. There's not much the hospital can do. They might prescribe some painkillers, but we have those at home. Besides, I really don't want to smell disinfectant. We have medicine and hand warmers at home."

"Hmm." Kitahara Sosuke continued to pat her back, then turned to the aunt driving and smiled. "She's having menstrual cramps. She'll be fine after taking some medicine and getting some sleep."

"Oh, I see." The auntie suddenly realized, and while driving steadily, she started talking, "Young man, it's no use just watching from the side. Use your hands to massage your girlfriend's acupoints."

"Hmm? Massage?"

The driver continued, "I used to have stomach aches often before I got married and had children, but it wasn't as scary as your girlfriend's."

Eriri thought to herself, "I'm so sorry I was so scary!"

“My husband is Chinese, so I consulted a traditional Chinese medicine doctor in my hometown and learned a massage technique.”

The driver laughed, seemingly reminiscing about her youth. "Rub your hands together to warm them up, then massage and press your girlfriend's uterus, Taichong, Sanyinjiao, and Baliao acupoints for a while. Use a lot of force. This is much more effective than taking medicine. There's an old Chinese saying, 'Every medicine has some toxicity.'"

Kitahara Sosuke subconsciously glanced at the girl's soft body, only to receive a disdainful glare from Eriri.

"stare--"

Eriri hesitated for a moment, then tentatively asked, "Is it okay if I massage myself?"

I don't understand acupoints at all, but just from the names I know these places are in really bad places!

The driver glanced calmly in the rearview mirror and remarked, "If self-massage were effective, what would be the point of having a boyfriend?"

Kitahara Sosuke remained silent and began rubbing his hands together.

"W-What are you doing?" Eriri looked at her warily, revealing her little tiger teeth, looking extremely fierce.

Kitahara Sousuke said, "Let me massage your acupoints."

Eriri wanted to hit him. This guy was definitely trying to take advantage of her again. He was touching her like that in front of others. Did he have no dignity at all?

"unnecessary!"

Eriri stared at him with wide eyes, intending to scare Kitahara Sosuke away with a fierce and wary look, but her eyes, misty with pain, made her look more like she was being coquettish with a boy.

So the girl could only look at the driver with pleading eyes: "Can I rub it through my clothes?"

"There's a layer between them," the driver said. "Any more and you won't be able to find the acupoints accurately, and the effect won't be as good."

"..."

Eriri broke down and said: "The situation hasn't improved at all!"

"You, you're not allowed to do anything reckless." Looking at Kitahara Sosuke rubbing his hands together in anticipation, Eriri's face turned pale, her expression fierce but her heart pounding. "You think I won't beat you up?"

Seeing the girl's deliberately fierce expression, Kitahara Sosuke suddenly remembered a line—"Go ahead and scream, no one will come to save you even if you scream your lungs out." He suddenly felt that this line was very fitting and couldn't help but laugh.

"You're still laughing?" Eriri glared at the other person.

"Don't move around, and I won't touch you where I shouldn't." As he spoke, his hand, which had already slipped inside the school uniform shirt, gently pinched the girl's sensitive spot. "Sit still, I'm going to give you a massage."

"Woo——"

Eriri quickly covered her mouth with both hands, almost letting out a sweet moan.

Do you know where the acupoints are?

The driver looked over again in the rearview mirror.

Kitahara Sousuke nodded: "I know, I've had some contact with traditional Chinese medicine before."

"If you can't remember, you can look it up online."

The driver kindly offered this advice.

"Wait, wait a minute." Eriri, as if she had found a lifeline, weakly pulled out her phone. "Let me check..."

Since we can't resist, we should at least choose an acupoint that will prevent this guy from doing whatever he wants.