The peaceful daily life of the heroine in the other world

Amemiya Yi put on the gloves placed on the bedside, grabbed the foot that tried to snatch her quilt and threw it back.

After sending Jiao Ya back to her country, Amemiya, who was still reluctant to leave the warmth of the quilt, grabbed the quilt and covered her chest, and began to seriously consider the option of throwing Miss Xingchuan out of the room.

"Woo..."

A slightly strange low humming sound interrupted her thoughts.

What's going on?

Yu Gongyi tilted her head slightly to glance at the birdcage hanging on the wall. The parrot inside was standing there motionless with its eyes closed, and she suddenly felt a little confused.

When she turned around and saw Hoshikawa Kitaka sleeping very noisily, she was stunned.

The girl was twisting slightly on the bed. Her usually pitifully pale face was now flushed with an unnatural blush. Her brows were furrowed, her breathing was rapid and hot, and the sweat on her forehead wet her black hair, which stuck to her skin after being soaked. The expression of the doll in her arms was distorted because of her strength.

"...Hoshikawa-san?"

Hoshikawa Kitaka closed her eyes tightly, her chest heaving, and she did not respond to her call.

...It looks very abnormal.

are you sick?

There was a hint of panic in Amemiya's calm expression. She frowned, knelt down and quickly approached, closing the distance again.

As she got closer, she reached out and placed her hand on the girl's forehead.

....I can't feel the body temperature because of the things in between.

Yu Gongyi withdrew her hand, hesitated for about a second, took off her gloves, and gently placed her hand on her forehead.

She felt an unexpected warmth in her cold hands, and passed by the system's pop-up prompt sound and the strange sensations that kept coming from all parts of her body. In turn, Amamiya Yi used her doubled sensitivity to keenly feel the burning heat on her fingertips.

"I have a slight fever, but it's nothing serious. I just need to take some medicine."

In her previous life, she was constantly suffering from serious and minor illnesses, and most of the time she had to take care of herself when she was sick. In addition, her mother in this life is also in a weak constitution, and she catches a cold and fever several times a month, and she is basically the one taking care of her. Therefore, Amamiya Yi can be said to have become a good doctor after suffering from illness for a long time.

Based on her experience, she made this preliminary judgment.

However, I am not a professional after all, and my impression is that people with a low fever should not react so violently... I'd better measure the temperature first and do something about it later.

As she was thinking, her face turned an excessively red due to the brief touch, and Amamiya Yi's breathing became a little faster.

Her pretty face was inadvertently given a hint of alluring blush.

This guy...he tortured me like this on the first night...

"Um..."

It's just a little bit of skin contact, the increase in depravity isn't that high...

Just twice as sensitive, I can endure it with willpower...

"call...."

Her throat felt dry, and the girl pursed her lips, retracted her hand, climbed off the bed, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Barefoot, she opened the nearby wardrobe and very skillfully found a thermometer in a plastic box and a complete medical kit under a few thin junior high school uniforms.

The cold and fever-reducing medicines in it are often needed by her mother, so Yu Gongyi buys them every once in a while.

Girls who are thoughtful always have more complete reserves in this regard.

However, the thermometer at home is not for oral use, and I haven't taken the time to disinfect it, so I can't simply put it in my mouth to measure it.

After thinking for a while, she climbed onto the bed with the thermometer, looked at the girl who seemed a little uncomfortable, gently supported the girl's head, and let her rest her head on her thighs through a layer of quilt.

The girl was so light that Amemiya Yi only had to use a little effort and didn't have to exert much effort the whole time.

Hoshikawa Kitaka was very restless when she slept, with her hands and feet moving around everywhere, but after lying on her thighs, she suddenly became much quieter. Perhaps her hands would be more comfortable than the pillow, and it would also be much more convenient to measure her temperature.

Looking at the girl lying restlessly on her legs, she didn't hesitate too much and gently lifted the thin collar of Hoshikawa Kitako's top.

Beneath the reddish skin and delicate, flawless face lies a thin neck, overly prominent collarbones, and a sickly slender body.

The skinny and bony body has no aesthetic appeal. The black vest wrapped around the flat chest does not arouse any extra desire, but only makes people feel pity.

Perhaps it is because of this that the girl has to use a loose suit to cover up her overly thin body, making the beauty of "Miss Chuan" look flawless.

"......"

Her fingertips accidentally touched the skinny body. Amamiya Yi's hand paused slightly, and for a moment she couldn't tell whether she was touching flesh or bones.

After a while, continue to go deeper and gently clamp the thermometer between her armpits and secure it.

The hot and humid back of my head and the sweat-soaked hair caused some discomfort on my thighs.

After waiting for a few minutes, I pulled it out and checked the temperature in the light from the window.

37.8 ° C.

It's pretty much the same as expected, only a low to moderate fever. Many people may just need to take some medicine and rest for a day or two. Some can just rely on their physical constitution and drink some hot water to get through it.

But looking at her painful expression, one can guess that Hoshikawa Kitaka does not have the physique to fight the disease.

Malnutrition not only causes an excessively thin body, but also leads to a series of problems such as low immunity and being more susceptible to illness than normal people.

The girl on my thigh turned over with an uncomfortable expression, and her skin kept feeling hot.

For others, it might just be a low-grade fever that can be cured by taking a rest, but for her, it must be a great torture.

Amamiya heaved a sigh of relief, at least it wasn't a high fever that was causing any trouble...

Getting sick late at night is indeed a very troublesome thing.

She put on her gloves again, and slowly moved the girl, whose face was flushed and whose body was as light as paper, back to her original position, placing her next to the pillow.

But when she went out to find ice and a towel, she came back to find that the man was sleeping in a mess again and his pillow was missing.

Like a restless cat.

"...Rounding it off, does that mean I have a cat?"

Yu Gong, who pressed an ice cube on his forehead to cool himself down, was still having random thoughts for no reason.

After her degree of depravity and her head had almost calmed down, she climbed back into bed, caught the girl twisting and turning on the bed with a flushed face, and put the dishonest guy back on her thighs.

“No…don’t…”

The girl, with her eyes still tightly closed, murmured shyly: "...Don't be so rough with me..."

?

Look at the fever that was done to this child. He has started talking nonsense.

Seeing that the situation seemed to be becoming urgent, Amamiya Yi immediately pressed a towel on her forehead, stuffed ice cubes in it, and forced physical cooling.

However, the girl's nonsense did not ease up even though the heat in her head had cooled down. Instead, she went from initially rejecting to being shy and her choice of words gradually became unacceptable.

It was not until this time that Amemiya Yi realized that this guy was not confused due to the fever.

This delicate expression, the aggrieved tone, the body twisting and turning...Is Xingchuan having a wet dream?

For a moment, the miserable, sickly girl who suddenly developed a fever after falling asleep tired in the middle of the night turned into a lustful public relations woman with a "fever" in the middle of the night.

I have a fever, a real fever, but I can’t take cold medicine, I have to take a sedative!

But...who is the target? Male or female?

Amamiya Yi couldn't help but feel a little curious.

But no matter who the dream object is, there is a girl who is resting her head on her thigh and having an erotic dream or something...

..It’s simply too outrageous!

If faced with such a thing, even Miss Amamiya, who would never fall into depravity, would definitely feel shy!

But besides being shy, Amemiya Yi, with a slightly blushing face, was thinking, which lover would Miss Chuan dream about?

A client at the brothel? A colleague? Or even a classmate at school?

If I knew her, maybe I could help Miss Chuan by acting as a wingman and providing support.

What? You mean the target might be Miss Amamiya herself?

Humph, just think about it and you will know that it is impossible. She didn't do anything. Less than a week has passed. He just helped her a little as a friend. The system's favorability has just passed the line of friendship. It is still far from that!

Ms. Amamiya expressed great confidence in this.

next moment.

"Wow! Minister! We can't... in there..."

"Snapped!"

After hearing a highly specific noun, Amamiya Yi, who was originally curious, blushed instantly. She could no longer bear the obscene words coming out of the girl's mouth, and covered her mouth with her hand.

While manually silencing her, Miss Amemiya herself blushed and couldn't utter a word for a long time.

Minister, please don't...

Don't be so rude to me, Minister.

【minister..】

Minister, there is no...

The rustling sound just now kept echoing in my head, and the half-asleep and half-awake talk in my sleep made me even more embarrassed.

[Host, don't come in, cough, Minister...]

"?"

After a long while of listening, Miss Amamiya finally realized something was wrong and immediately gave her great command to the voice that was playing repeatedly in her mind:

"roll!"

[Host, don't look back, I am Xingchuan! ]

"roll!!"

【okay! 】

After banishing the system that was making the blind chicken crow, and without the idiot's interference, Miss Amamiya finally calmed down...

calm....

Calm...a market!

"So why was she calling out my name when she was having that dream?!!"

——The brief moment of calm is just a false illusion caused by brain failure.

When she thought about how everything Hoshikawa had just said was directed at her, Miss Amemiya wanted to throw this guy off the second floor and destroy his body.

Did a succubus enter her mind in the middle of the night? It's okay to think about this kind of thing, a teenage girl can understand...

But why was it me?! And it sounded like I was the one taking the initiative?

Am I so lewd in her eyes?

“Mmm…Mmm…”

With her mouth covered, Hoshikawa Kitaka was still tossing and turning restlessly on Miss Amemiya's thighs. All the noises she made that could not pass the review were forced back into her stomach by Miss Amemiya's ruthless iron hand, leaving the river crab master no chance to take advantage of her.

This went on for about three minutes before this guy finally calmed down.

The red face had faded a lot, and he no longer talked in his sleep, but instead breathed in a slightly peaceful manner.

......

At this time, at 4:52, the moon had slipped away and only a shadow remained.

Miss Hoshikawa, wrapped in the quilt like a mummy, slept soundly and snored loudly.

But Miss Amamiya tossed and turned.

She can't sleep!

Can't sleep at all!

.....

ps: 4k, I didn’t post it yesterday because there were too many blocked words and I couldn’t change them. I fixed them all today.

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