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Chapter 114 Is it delicious? (Subscription required)
[Oh no, Mochizuki Maaya wants to leave this world in a dignified way. In order to save her, are you willing to provide her with nutrients sufficient to sustain her life from now on, regardless of whether she is rich or poor, happy or sad, without reservation, day after day, forever? ]

Don't defile the sacred oath with such strange things.

Even if the hint doesn't make it clear what it means, judging from its usual style, it can't be anything serious.

Natsume Yuikawa complained in his heart, then looked at Mochizuki Maaya, who was lying on the bed, pretending to be Snow White waiting for the prince, but actually trying to escape the fact that she was a water magician.

I thought I had successfully convinced her yesterday, so I mentioned it again just now. I didn't expect her reaction to be so intense now.

What should we do now?

Natsume Weichuan thought seriously for a while, and suddenly came up with a brilliant idea.

He completely ignored Mochizuki Mayaya and instead withdrew his gaze from her face. Then, he got dressed and stood up, finally leaving the bedroom without looking back.

Click.

Hearing the sound of the bedroom door being locked, Mochizuki Maaya blinked twice, her eyes having been open all the time.

What was Natsume Weichuan planning to do? Was he pretending to leave and then suddenly barging in when he wasn't paying attention?

If this is the case, then we must not move.

Mochizuki Maaya took a deep breath, relaxed her body, and maintained the slightest level of movement so that she could return to normal as soon as Natsume Yuikawa came in.

After a while, as expected, I heard the sound of the bedroom door opening again.

"Maaya-chan, I'm back, why don't you welcome me?"

Natsume Yuikawa walked over and sat next to Mochizuki Maya, taking a look at her. The latter was still in the same state as when he left, and even after he spoke, her eyes did not turn away.

"Okay, it doesn't matter if you're not welcome, but I want to treat you to something good now. Are you sure you don't want to open your mouth?" Natsume Weichuan said very patiently.

good stuff?
After hearing this, Mochizuki Mayaya, who was lying on the bed, also became a little suspicious. There was nothing to eat at home, and Natsume Yuikawa couldn't cook. What delicious food could he bring?

Could it be that one?
I clearly helped him solve the problem with stockings yesterday, but today he wants to make it worse?
Feeling the people in front of her moving, Mochizuki Maaya's heart tightened, and she could no longer bear it, so she immediately said:

"Goodbye. Woo"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

"Ah~"

The former feels frustrating, while the latter feels comfortable.

"How's it going? Is it delicious?"

As Natsume Yuikawa said this, he carefully admired Mochizuki Mayaya's appearance at this moment.

The girl's pretty face, which was so cute that it was almost unfair, showed a hint of anxiety, and her originally clear eyes now had slightly contracted pupils.

Mochizuki Maaya wanted to speak urgently, but she could do nothing but whimper. Her plan to be indifferent just now failed completely at this moment. She lowered her eyelashes and tried to express her inner desire with her eyes. I've made you give in, and now you know how to give in?
Natsume Yuikawa smiled secretly and ignored Mochizuki Maya's request.

As a result, Mochizuki Maaya, who had been able to cope with it just now, was suddenly unable to cope.

"Ugh, cough, cough!"

"Ah, sorry sorry."

After hearing this, Natsume Weichuan quickly helped Mochizuki Maya up from the bed and gently patted her smooth back a few times.

After a few more slight coughs, Mochizuki Maaya's breathing finally became smooth. She raised her hand to wipe away the tears that had choked her, then glared at Natsume Yuikawa fiercely with red eyes.

"Are you trying to kill me?"

"I'm sorry. I'm really sorry."

Natsume Weichuan raised his hand innocently and waved it, then reached for a few tissues from the bedside table, and gently wiped the corners of Mochizuki Maaya's mouth while explaining:
"I saw you suddenly lie on the bed unconscious. It's very likely that you consumed too much last night and have low blood sugar, so I thought of using this method to replenish your blood sugar."

"is it?"

There was a hint of doubt in Mochizuki Maaya's beautiful eyes. She took a look at Natsume Yuikawa's other hand and asked seriously, "When will ice cream be needed to replenish sugar?"

"Don't be so rigid in your thinking when dealing with things."

Facing Mochizuki Maaya's questioning, Natsume Yuikawa was not at all flustered and explained without any hesitation:
"Think about it, you're already unconscious. If I feed you candy, it might get stuck in your throat. If I feed you sugar water, you might choke because you can't drink it fast enough. It's only right to eat ice cream and let it slowly melt in your mouth and turn into water before drinking it, isn't it?"

What you said seems to make sense.

Mochizuki Maaya nodded thoughtfully at first, and then she discovered another suspicious point.

He has not yet explained why Natsume Weichuan associated his behavior just now with hypoglycemia.

But if she asked, her attention, which had been distracted with great difficulty, would be redirected back to the water magic she performed yesterday.

Helplessly, Mochizuki Mayaya had to swallow this loss and put on a stiff smile, "Thank you, Natsume."

"You're welcome. This is what I should do."

Natsume Yuikawa accepted the gratitude without any guilt, and even began to summarize Mochizuki Maya's performance in his mind.

He has grasped the essence of that expression of nervousness and desire for praise quite well, but this crude technique probably needs more practice.

After this farce, Natsume Yuikawa had a simple breakfast and then went out amid the voices of Mochizuki Maaya complaining that her dressing plans for the next few days were disrupted because of yesterday's incident.

When he arrived at school, Natsume Weichuan sat in his seat by the window in the back row. The schedule was the same as usual, nothing new at all.

Mathematics, history... these are not important. What is important is the afternoon self-study class. Unless Sakurai Airi tells him otherwise, he still has to go to the office for tutoring.

Perhaps others would happily run over to receive individual tutoring from Sakurai Airi, but he
(End of this chapter)