I save a pathological girl with a twisted love story.

Mizuki actually worked very hard, but reality did not develop as she had hoped.

After Asakawa Yo urged her several times to stop, but to no avail, she stopped urging her.

Because excessive urging is actually a form of dislike.

Asakawa Yo understands this feeling—it makes you feel like you're being disliked.

Because Mizuki lives in someone else's house, she might care about this more than others.

—Mizuki herself works very hard. Even on rainy days, she tries to find work or odd jobs.

I've recently been trying to shoot some videos on video websites that don't show my face, to see if I can become a blogger and make money.

However, the video received very few views and there was hardly any activity.

But there was really no other way, since Neo-Tokyo was in decline.

Perhaps, decades from now, this place will be no different from other places.

"What a pity, it's Saturday, but it's still raining all day."

Asakawa Yo sat at the low table, looking at her phone and complaining.

Mizuki wore an earphone in one ear and watched other videos teaching how to become a blogger.

—Although I understand that the content in these videos is mostly useless, I still have a certain expectation after watching them.

There is also a direction to strive for.

That's why Asakawa Yo allowed Mizuki to continue living here.

—If Mizuki does nothing and makes no effort, Asakawa Yo will soon lose patience and drive her away.

"There's nothing I can do," Meiyue said, scrolling through the progress bar. "It's raining, and Auntie doesn't have to go to work, so I can't go out."

"If it doesn't rain, we can go out and play. That way, we won't leave any trace when we come back at night."

The two chatted quietly; Asakawa's mother was both happy and worried.

—I'm happy that my daughter has finally made friends, but I'm worried that she seems to have started locking herself in and rarely comes out.

But after careful consideration, she decided not to go upstairs and disturb her daughter.

"Let's observe for a while longer before making a decision."

She thought that if all else failed, she had another way.

—That means asking Xia Wuzhao next door.

To be honest, Asakawa's mother was somewhat envious of Natsugiri Kai and Asahi Aoi next door.

She sometimes thinks about it.

"If only my children were like them."

Because Natsugiri Kai and Asahi Aoi are perfectly normal, there's nothing wrong with them.

Even with just two people, life can be good enough.

This is what Asakawa's mother envies the most.

However—ever since that incident, the relationship between Natsugiri Kai and Asahi Aoi seems to have become distant.

There was some ambiguity at the beginning, but now that ambiguity has dissipated like smoke.

A strange relationship has taken its place.

Sometimes the two would help each other like lovers, or they would go home from school together, eat together, and discuss things together.

However, there was no heart-fluttering ambiguity in it; instead, there was a familiar and natural feeling.

They seem like family, but definitely not like lovers.

However, no one raised any objection to this relationship.

When it rains, Aoi Asahi and Kai Natsugiri sit together in the study on the second floor to study.

Xia Wuzhao always appeared very calm, and each time she would only study for a short while before getting busy with other things.

However, Aoi Asahi was able to maintain her focus and did not criticize Natsugiri Kai.

The thing Xia Wuzhao does most often is to space out.

This is especially true when it rains.

Watching the rain pattering against the window, creating countless ripples and splashes on the flooded floor.

There was an absurd sense of isolation from the world in the rain.

"The vegetables in the refrigerator are almost gone."

Xia Wuzhao said this without any reason or warning.

Asahi shook the tip of her pen: "But it's still enough for dinner. I'll go buy more tomorrow. It's raining today, so I don't really want to go out."

"So, what should we eat tonight?"

"A stew will do. It'll also be a good opportunity to process all the vegetables so we can go grocery shopping tomorrow."

Asahi spoke methodically, her pen never stopping.

So Xia Wuzhao stopped bothering her and just stared blankly at the rain outside.

At this moment, Xiao Ai asked Xia Wuzhao, "Lord Xia Wu, do you regret it?"

Xia Wuzhao frowned slightly: "Regret? What do I have to regret?"

“Aoi,” Ai said matter-of-factly, “Aoi used to care a lot about Lady Natsugiri. No matter what Lady Natsugiri said, Aoi would actively discuss it.”

"But now it has turned out like this, doesn't Lord Xiawu regret it?"

"I don't regret it." Xia Wuzhao answered Xiao Ai's question calmly: "Although I don't know why you think I would regret it, I have never regretted it."

"In fact, the Asahi Aoi I am now is exactly what I want." He said in a very normal and calm tone, "No one can live off someone else."

"Who can be relied on for a lifetime? So I think Aoi Asahi is in a good state right now."

"I can survive, and thrive, without anyone."

Xiao Ai listened and sighed again, saying, "But Lady Xia Wu, are you really willing to accept this?"

The rain was pattering outside, turning the glass into frosted glass, making it impossible to see what was outside.

He went out of the study and took an umbrella.

After opening the door, you pass through the study and arrive at the terrace.

The area was flooded, but fortunately, Xia Wuzhao was barefoot and didn't have to worry about getting wet.

The raindrops pattered against the umbrella, making a soft, rhythmic sound. Perhaps because the rain was so heavy, the raindrops gathered into small streams on the umbrella surface, flowing continuously.

Aoi was originally studying quietly inside, but now she was a little irritable, and the concentration she had managed to maintain was completely exhausted.

Every now and then, I would look up at the summer mist boat on the terrace.

Natsugiri Kai didn't seem afraid of the rain, but Asahi Aoi was a little worried.

I glanced at it every now and then.

By the afternoon, the rain had intensified, turning the entire sky into a vast expanse of white.

Aoi pursed her lips and began chatting with Chiho.

However, it was all just normal casual conversation.

Chiho, however, seemed to understand everything, and asked about Natsugiri Kai in a seemingly casual manner.

Asahi Aoi paused for a moment before sending a message: He was standing on the terrace in the rain, and he really didn't know what the boy was thinking.

After a while, Chiho sent a smiley face: "Then call him in, be careful he doesn't catch a cold."

"If you have a cold, then you have a cold."

Aoi Asahi sent this message.

"But I caught a cold, so you'll have to take care of me," Chiho texted with a grin. "Otherwise, I can take care of you too."

Aoi frowned and gave him a dark look.

Aoi placed her phone face down on the table and tapped the table with the tip of her pen.

After glancing at Xia Wuzhao one more time, she finally stood up.

I tapped on the glass, and it made a crisp, clear "thump-thump" sound.

Turning to look at Aoi Asahi, Natsugiri Kai finally said, "What?"

She opened the sliding door, and a rush of icy air filled the room. She said, "How long are you going to stand outside? Be careful not to catch a cold."

She crossed her arms in front of her, as if she felt a little cold.

Turning her head to the side, she said, "If you catch a cold, there'll be no one to take care of you."

"It's okay." Xia Wuzhao glanced at the rain outside. "I'm fine now. I won't catch a cold or anything like that."

Even so, Aoi Asahi still couldn't quite accept it.

But she knew long ago that it was useless to persuade Xia Wuzhao. Because Xia Wuzhao was a stubborn person, and she couldn't be persuaded.

Asahi had no choice but to pull the sliding door shut again and look outside through the frosted glass that was wet with rain.

Xia Wuzhao seemed as relaxed and carefree as if she were standing in the blazing sun, even though most of her clothes were soaked through.

Aoi sat in her seat and thought about it carefully before getting up, boiling a kettle of water, and making herself a cup of green tea.

Sipping hot tea, she felt her body, which had been a little chilly from the wind, warm up again.

"Aoi is very worried about you, Lady Natsugiri."

Ai observed Asahi's expression and whispered to Natsume, "I've been watching you the whole time."

"It's just a waste of time," Xia Wuzhao said calmly. "I won't catch a cold."

"Because even if you catch a cold, you can get rid of it by using the power of your wishes." Xiao Ai finished what Xia Wuzhao was about to say.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, almost blowing the umbrella off.

Grasping the slightly rough handle, Xia Wuzhao closed the umbrella, opened the door, and went inside.

I was soaking wet, and water from the umbrella dripped onto the wooden floor as it was folded up.

Asahi complained, "Let's leave the umbrella outside, or it'll soak the floor."

“If we leave it outside, the umbrella will be ruined,” Xia Wuzhao offered a brief explanation.

"Then take it to the entryway, don't bring the umbrella into the room," she said, complaining to Xia Wuzhao.

But then she stood up again: "Never mind, I'll go put it away. I'll grab the cleaning tools while I'm at it."

As she spoke, she reached out and took the umbrella.

—It's a very familiar feel.

As she was leaving, she casually remarked, "Have some tea, and while you're at it, take a shower and change into some dry clothes. You're all soaking wet; you're like a moving dark cloud in the house."

After saying these words, Aoi Asahi left the study, went to the entrance hall, and put the umbrella in a suitable place.

They quickly found the cleaning tools and headed up to the second floor.

She walked slowly, and only after hearing Xia Wuzhao finish his tea and make a thumping sound on the floor did she go upstairs and enter the study.

I glanced at the tea and saw that it was indeed all gone.

Sunflower cleaned up the water stains left by Summer Mist Boat and finished quickly.

Surprisingly convenient, she then took out her phone and complained to Chiho about how Natsumi Kai had made the house so wet.

But Chiho sent a disdainful emoji: "I think you're showing off to me, Aoi."

Aoi was taken aback for a moment: "What did I show off?"

Chiho didn't say anything, but just sent some funny emojis, leaving Aoi speechless.

After putting down her phone, she felt she had nothing to do. Listening to the rain outside, she picked up her mechanical pencil again and began to study again.

—This time, she was surprisingly focused, almost instantly switching into her usual serious and focused mode, which surprised Asahi Aoi.

Lately, she's been feeling strange, unable to concentrate or calm down.