My love game with them that will lead to certain death

"Even if I refuse, you will still talk to yourself and coax and deceive to achieve your goal, so just be happy, senior."

"As you wish~"

“…But I still have to make it clear in advance.”

Feeling that she had no way to deal with this person, the black-haired girl let out a sigh of relief, packed the remaining cookies, and turned to look at the curly-haired young man who was smiling happily.

"I may die in the next second. It's not too late for you to turn your attention back to your sister."

Why is it that she describes her relationship with death so easily?

"Even if you were sent by her to play house with me, I am already very happy now, which is enough for you to report to her."

"Oh, it's really hurtful for you to speculate about my intentions like this."

"Then why are you still clinging to me like a piece of chewing gum that has lost its flavor?"

"Can't it be because I like being with cute girls? If you're willing, Yukino, we can just say "Goodbye I'm Alien" and elope to the moon from the surface of the earth."

"Elope? Don't be too pushy. Although I know I'm cute——"

"Can you show me that, Ms. Yukinoshita Yukino, who is so cute? That's it. "Jiu~ I'm so sorry for being so cute! I'm so sorry for enjoying my life!? Jiu~ I'm so sorry for being so cute! I'm so sorry for being so feminine! You must be angry~""

The very cute Miss Yukinoshita Yukino blushed and her response was to subconsciously throw her schoolbag at Nagisa - of course, the latter easily dodged it with a gorgeous 360° Thomas turn.

"Perfectly dodge physical attacks, take 0 damage, score 10 points! But I was very happy to be attacked by JK, additional bonus points 10000 points!"

“You are such a person…!”

It really makes people feel helpless.

Toru Narumi's illogical and willful behavior always makes Yukinoshita Yukino exhausted and unable to deal with it, but she cannot deny that the relaxation and comfort he brings does make her feel much calmer.

"Alas... Although I am reluctant to say this, I still have to thank you."

Realizing that she had lost her composure, Yukino straightened her slightly messy collar and tried her best to hide the complicated expression on her face.

"You helped me out when I was making cookies earlier."

Yukinoshita Yukino, who does not intend to reveal her illness to others, still wants to play the dignified and elegant self in front of others, even if she is just strong on the outside but weak on the inside.

"So what's the thank you gift?"

"Um……?"

"Isn't it just a superficial courtesy? No way, no way?"

Unexpectedly, Ming Hai had no intention of being polite and was even more aggressive.

"——Just kidding. I have collected some very useful materials today, so this is a good reward."

Ming Hai raised the packaged cookies (made in Yukino) in his hand. If he studied this thing carefully, he might be able to make great achievements in expanding the recipe of dark cuisine.

"...Anyway, thank you. I won't do this again."

Yukinoshita Yukino walked down the steps given by Ming Hai somewhat awkwardly.

"What do you mean?"

“I need help from others.”

“Is there no such thing as a situation where you don’t seek help from others?”

"This is my own business. Seeking protection and help from others is a manifestation of weakness and incompetence. I will try my best not to let this happen again... Hmm."

Yukinoshita Yukino frowned slightly, and her inadvertent and subconscious action of covering her abdomen made Minghai blink.

Typical symptoms of acute pancreatitis include severe and persistent upper abdominal pain, occasionally accompanied by nausea, vomiting, fever, etc.

Although Yukinoshita Yukino has been trying hard to act like her illness is not that serious, how hard is she trying to suppress her symptoms?

Ming Hai Che was silent for a long time, and let out a long sigh with some helplessness.

"Relying on forbearance to pretend nothing happened and everything is as usual is also one of the definitions of weakness in Yukinoshita Yukino's dictionary."

"... Long-winded."

"A person who is upright and will never tolerate lies keeps lying to others - even to himself. How will President Yukinoshita, who cannot tolerate any sand in his eyes, deal with it?"

"I've already said that this is my own business and has nothing to do with you."

"If this were a trial, you wouldn't be able to use this excuse to excuse yourself, Yukino."

The curly-haired young man gradually approached the girl who had been retreating silently.

"Whether it's a trial about the truth or a lie, or a verdict about love, if you can't face up to your own feelings and needs, you will fail. If you end up with a suspended sentence, it can be considered that the judge is lenient - this is a very simple truth."

"Senior, if you can use this metaphor appropriately in your novel writing, your work won't necessarily die in the womb."

Even though her aura gradually weakened, Yukinoshita Yukino still couldn't lose the upper hand in words.

"A pound of pears! Your negative attitude towards the game will be sentenced to a guilty verdict!!"

"So don't suddenly start making those chuunibyou gestures like the main character of a lawyer in some word game, you're just an elementary school student!"

"Not being candid is a big taboo, fellow debater."

Ming Hai raised his head seriously, then handed the cookies he had made to Yukino, who looked tired.

"When your own arguments are not supported by sufficient evidence, you should not care about your face when you need to call for help."

Yukinoshita Yukino was stunned for a moment.

Along with the cookie, the metal whistle she had just used also fell into her hands.

"Off-site assistance will appear as soon as you call it, and we are dedicated to serving you."

Chapter 9: A Hero Who Can Save Me If I Call Him (Part 2)

"...You really are that person."

The girl stared at the cold whistle lying quietly in her hand, but she no longer rejected this kindness as she did before.

"Do you think you are a superhero who can transform yourself by taking off your glasses?"

"A hero who appears whenever he is called upon is quite reliable and cool."

"I've said it before. You're wasting your time on a dying person. It won't pay off."

"What does it matter? I like wasting time with you. At least the time wasted for you feels more like time than any other time."

"........."

The black-haired girl holding the cookie bag remained silent, but her slightly panicked gaze away and the unconsciously increased strength in her hands betrayed the fact that she was extremely confused at the moment.

"I'm not good at sophistry, so feel free to play this third-rate role."

This must be just what Ming Hai said to cheer up the girl. His smooth-talking personality was one of the things that Yukinoshita Yukino could not tolerate the most.

But she could more or less understand why her sister fell in love with him.

Do heroes really exist who can save you as long as you shout?

…If it really exists, why does it only exist in this simulated future?

The black-haired girl unconsciously clenched the cold whistle, and facing her slightly doubtful gaze, the curly-haired young man just responded with a faint smile.

"Just a third-rate character? Can't it be a more special character?"

He showed a slightly disappointed expression, but took a bite of the cookie made by Yukino calmly without even frowning.

"If it's not the person you like, then it won't taste special no matter how much you taste it."

It was just an ordinary sigh, but it seemed to lead the relationship between the two in an unspeakable direction.

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Yukinoshita Yukino had never confided to anyone the pain and sadness that had grown in her life since she became ill.

Her self-esteem does not allow her to show her weak side, and her almost non-existent social circle of peers does not allow her to vent her emotions.

Yukinoshita Yukino herself doesn't know how she contracted this disease.

But it’s no big deal. Only about 50%-60% of patients with severe pancreatitis will die from organ failure.

It's no big deal, it's just that you will die decades earlier than your peers.

No big deal...it's just a simulation anyway.

At the very least, your family will gradually begin to value your existence.

Only by convincing herself in this way could she, who was still just a high school student, numb herself and calmly follow the doctor's instructions for treatment.

After learning the sad news, the other members of the Yukinoshita family gradually adjusted their emotions from the initial shock and unacceptable shock, and actively participated in the treatment program. Mrs. Yukinoshita, who has always had a very delicate relationship with her daughter, also put aside other things in her hands and shifted her focus to taking care of her child's health.

Contacting the hospital and doctors, urging Yukino to receive relevant treatment, the meticulous care gradually turned into something even more suffocating.

Just like now, Yukinoshita Yukino, who had just returned from school to the apartment where she lived, had just opened the door when she saw her mother's cold and undisguised reproachful gaze.

"Yukino, I told you this before."

A loving and considerate mother, but she also always uses her love to exert pervasive control.

"If you are not feeling well, you should stay in the hospital and rest. You don't have to worry about your attendance at school. I will ask for sick leave for you. Can you at least consider your parents' feelings while being so willful?"

"I know mother, but..."

"I understand that you don't want to fall behind in your studies and your relationships at school, but the hospital is also a big expense. When dealing with problems, please be more mature like Yang No."

Mrs. Yukinoshita sat upright, scolding Yukino who lowered her head in a seemingly gentle tone, while slowly making a cup of tea. Her every move and gesture showed the demeanor and bearing of a lady from a noble family.

"How are you today? Are you feeling well? If you feel unwell, be sure to tell mom and the doctor. After all, your parents and sister are all working hard for you. Your illness is not just your problem. Our family will also have to bear consequences beyond the material level. Even if it's for the sake of others, you should cherish your body more."

These are extremely correct words, and also unquestionable "concern".

"I know you'll dislike your mother's nagging, but what should I do if you...?"

"...Yes, mother."

Yukinoshita Yukino remained silent, nodded to her mother, and returned to her room.

But even with such concern, she couldn't relax her tense nerves.

It shouldn't be like this.

Being valued by her family, she should feel happy and face life positively.

But the suffocating feeling as if something was strangling the neck was just like the feeling of having your mother force-feed you vomiting bitter medicine in your childhood.

So heavy.

It's so heavy that it's suffocating, but it's indeed a way for them to express their love for themselves.

Everything that happened after she got sick made her start to think about what the meaning of following her sister's footsteps and becoming an excellent person is.

How can a person who wants to prove something to others and measure the value and depth of his life measure his life when his condition may worsen and his life may end at any time?

The television in the living room was still playing news about a comet that happens once in a thousand years, so loud that Yukino could hear it in her bedroom. She sat down at the desk and opened the package of cookies, letting the rich aroma of milk dispel the heavy feeling of depression that was hovering in her heart.

It turns out that eating sweets can really make people feel better.

Sugar that can provide energy is conducive to the secretion of dopamine, which can easily make people feel happy... Tell that curly-haired guy next time, maybe that guy who likes to put this kind of little knowledge in novels will be interested.

"........."

After swallowing the last bite of the cookie, Yukinoshita Yukino shifted her gaze to the metal whistle hanging on her chest.

A hero who will come to save me if I just call out.

No matter how you look at it, it seems like a narcissistic boast made to satisfy the desire for salvation and the savior complex.

She put the whistle to her lips and opened her mouth, then put it down silently without taking it off her neck.

"I don't think I have a chance of winning this trial."

Will the foreign aid called upon at this time be a hero to save him or a judge to judge his crimes?

“…Will there be other flavors in milk cookies?”

The identity of Yukinoshita Yukino who muttered to herself is still unknown.

Chapter 10: Guilty Verdict

Eating Miss Yukinoshita Yukino's food is like inviting 84 disinfectant, blue○bright laundry detergent and stomach acid to a silver party. An incredible chemical reaction occurs in the stomach and intestines - so Toru Narumi is extremely grateful that this only happens in the simulation, not in reality.