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Chapter 183 It's so embarrassing, it's spilled everywhere

"It's okay. I have some medicine here. I'll take it later."

Tachibana Miyuki had no time to pay attention to Natsume Yuikawa who was hiding under her skirt and making trouble. She was holding on to the counter with one hand and trying to stay standing, while her other hand was on the opening of her white suspender skirt, stroking it up and down in front of her body to help her breathe.

This went on for a while. The palms that were originally used just to relieve the breath brought a strange feeling, as if the perception was strengthened several times. Every time they caressed, the hot skin seemed to emit sparks, making her mouth dry.

It was pitch black in front of Natsume Weichuan's eyes. He could only barely hear some sounds and was completely unable to see the outside world.

However, this did not make him retreat, but instead gave him a strong feeling of stealing. He now had only one thought in his mind, and that was to make Tachibana Miyuki look bad.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Natsume Weichuan explored carefully. After finding the correct position, he pushed forward and easily separated the connecting line of the pantyhose and penetrated a distance.

"Um"

Tachibana Miyuki clearly felt the process of being stretched out little by little. She was so surprised that her pretty face, which had already turned red, suddenly showed a look of panic. She twisted her waist and tried to move away from the counter, but her legs were tightly held by Natsume Yuikawa. No matter how she twisted, she could not move away.

This strange behavior eventually caught the attention of Mrs. Yamamoto. She stared at Tachibana Miyuki, who began to hum for no reason and looked restless, and said worriedly:
"Really? Then eat it now. I know you young people best. You say you'll be busy after work, but in fact you just don't care about the trouble and forget about it by the time you get off work."

Isn't this the line he usually preached to Natsume Yuikawa? To Mrs. Yamamoto, she was still a young person.

Tachibana Miyuki was suddenly at a loss whether to laugh or cry. She now more or less understood Natsume Yuikawa's feelings, but speaking of it...hiss.

Natsume Yuikawa seems to be getting deeper and deeper now.

Tachibana Miyuki bit her lips with her pearly teeth and shook her head helplessly. Her long, soft brown hair became disheveled. Her snow-white and smooth skin made her exquisite curves even more attractive. Her firm and plump breasts rose and fell with her breathing.

With a nervous look on her face, she raised her arm to stop Mrs. Yamamoto who wanted to come to the counter to help. Her tight and plump legs were slightly bent, and her hips in suspender stockings tilted back, almost lifting up the hem of her skirt.

"How could that be? I'm not a child anymore. I know how to take care of myself. How dare I trouble you for help? I can just let me do this myself."

After Tachibana Miyuki finished speaking, she felt that this passage was quite familiar. Thinking about it carefully, Natsume Yuikawa also answered her in the same way. So what was her answer at that time?

"You know how to take care of yourself, so why did you catch a cold?"

Mrs. Yamamoto rolled her eyes in annoyance, picked up the glass on the table, went to the water dispenser and filled a full cup, then ignored Tachibana Miyuki's arm that was blocking her and walked straight over.

"There are no other customers in the store today. Take the medicine now. I will take good care of you."

Looking at the full cup in her hand, Miyuki Tachibana was worried that if she continued to push it, the water would accidentally spill everywhere, or even break the cup, so she put down her arm and let Mrs. Yamamoto in.

In this way, Mrs. Yamamoto was only about one meter away from Natsume Yuikawa.

Tachibana Miyuki suppressed her surprise and pressed her legs close to the side of the counter to cover the space inside tightly, for fear that Mrs. Yamamoto would discover Natsume Yuikawa.

But this is not enough. Natsume Weichuan can't see now. It would be terrible if he did something more offensive and was exposed.

In the face of the crisis, Tachibana Miyuki's mind was unprecedentedly active. It took her only half a second to come up with a solution. She raised her legs and pushed forward with her knees, forcibly pushing Natsume Yuikawa out from under her skirt. At the same time, she spoke in a voice that everyone could hear, reminding:

"Mrs. Yamamoto, I'm so sorry that you had to come over here to get me some water because of my problem. Look, I'll take my medicine now."

As Tachibana Miyuki said this, she opened the drawer and found a small white medicine bottle in the corner. This was also the medicine bottle that Natsume Yuikawa was given when he was sick.

Now they are the same, but I was forced to pretend to be sick by accident, and Natsume Yuikawa is the real one. Wait, is it true?
Tachibana Miyuki couldn't help but become suspicious, but at this critical moment she didn't bother to find out what the answer was. She took out the pills from the bottle and prepared to take them.

Natsume Weichuan was forced into the corner of the space under the counter. He could almost feel the gurgling sound from the lips just now. If there was light to see, it would definitely be shining with a crystal light that would almost drive people crazy.

Glancing to the side with the corner of his eye, Natsume Weichuan regained his spirit and became ready to take action.

It's okay. There's no space left. Just be gentle and don't disturb Miyuki Tachibana while she's taking her medicine.

Natsume Weichuan was finding excuses for himself in his mind, and his hand silently climbed up the long legs in garter stockings.

"Hmm."

Tachibana Miyuki, who was drinking water with her face slightly tilted back, let out a muffled sound. She put the cup back on the table with one hand and covered her mouth with the other hand. Some drops of water flowed down from her rosy lips and finally dripped along the delicate curve of her cheek.

"Mrs. Yamamoto, look, I've already taken the medicine, haven't I?"

Tachibana Miyuki's expression showed a hint of self-restraint, and it was hard to tell whether she was crying or laughing.

Mrs. Yamamoto saw her expression and thought she simply disliked the bitterness of the medicine, so she took a lollipop from a nearby shelf and handed it to her.

"I didn't expect Miss Tachibana to be afraid of bitter medicine. I think she's cute when I see her once in a while. Come, have some candy. I'll put this on my bill. I'll treat you."

Miyuki Tachibana stared at the fruit-flavored lollipop that was handed to her, and her heart was filled with tears.

She was really going to get wet, especially now that she was still enduring the emotions that Natsume Yuikawa was constantly exerting on her, making her nervous and excited at the same time. If she continued in this trend...
Tachibana Miyuki's eyes dropped to the ground. She had just prevented Mrs. Yamamoto from spilling the water, but in the end, was she the one who had to spill the water?
No, if I do something like this in front of Mrs. Yamamoto, then my life will be over, right?
It is impossible to count on Natsume Weichuan's self-awareness now, and he doesn't know where his own level is, so for now he can only save his own face.

Tachibana Miyuki had made up her mind. She raised her leg and moved it forward again. This time, in addition to pushing Natsume Yuikawa away, in order to prevent him from making a comeback, she also stepped on him, making it impossible for him to get up.

Surprisingly, although the force used was not very great, Natsume Weichuan suddenly became quiet, without even a struggle.

What happened? Did he suddenly want to let me off the hook?
Anyway, now that she has regained her freedom, Tachibana Miyuki doesn't think too much about it. She took the lollipop handed to her by Mrs. Yamamoto, tore open the package skillfully, and put it in with her moist lips. "Thank you so much, Mrs. Yamamoto. Today is obviously your very important anniversary, but you actually spent so much time here for me," Tachibana Miyuki said vaguely.

Mrs. Yamamoto waved her hand nonchalantly, "What are you talking about? I was just supervising you to take your medicine. I didn't do anything great."

She pointed at the ingredients she had chosen and continued, "But I do have to hurry back. Some of these dishes haven't been cooked for a long time, so it might take a little longer."

"Okay, I'll pay you right away."

Tachibana Miyuki said with a smile.

First of all, to be clear, it was not out of any malicious intent, and for the first time in her life she wanted a customer to leave quickly.

After weighing and taking into account the discount, Miyuki Tachibana did not add the price of the lollipop. After reporting the number, she waited calmly for Mrs. Yamamoto to find the change.

During the process, she was not disturbed at all by Natsume Weichuan. Somehow, she felt an inexplicable need, as if she was not used to him not moving.

Am I going crazy?

Miyuki Tachibana lowered her eyes, a blush appeared on her pretty face again. After waiting for Mrs. Yamamoto to pay the bill and leave, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. Her legs, which had been tense in order to stick to the counter without any gaps, finally relaxed.

She patted the bulge in front of her, made way and asked, "Little rascal, why are you so quiet all of a sudden? Do you want to be a good kid again? It's too late to tell you, because once you take that step..."

Tachibana Miyuki didn't finish his words, because after he made way, he saw Natsume Yuikawa huddled in the corner. His originally thin body had become even smaller, and his sunny and handsome face was now pale with a little sweat, and he had an expression of pain and depression.

"Natsume, what's wrong with you? If you have something to say, just say it nicely. I'm not really mad at you. Don't scare me like this."

Tachibana Miyuki asked nervously, her tone full of uneasiness.

Before Natsume Yuikawa could answer, Tachibana Miyuki noticed that his hands were folded together and covering a certain place. Could it be?

A terrible guess emerged in my mind.

"Just now, when Tachibana Miyuki stepped on me, she accidentally stepped on that place. Now it doesn't hurt or itch, I don't seem to feel anything."

When Natsume Weichuan spoke, his face was as pale as death, an expression that showed he had lost hope for the future.

"how come!?"

After hearing this, Tachibana Miyuki exclaimed, and while panicking, she began to recall what had just happened in her mind.

If I step on the ground where I am now, it seems to be in that direction.

No wonder, I didn’t feel like I was using much effort, but I felt resistance halfway through. Did I hit that place?

Being in an upright position and being attacked like this, the consequences are unimaginable.

Tachibana Miyuki's face also turned ugly, her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, worry was evident between her brows, her slightly parted lips seemed to be telling of her inner uneasiness, her hands were clenched tightly, her sharp nails almost pinched into the flesh.

Natsume Yuikawa's family had done me a favor, so they trusted me to take care of him. Although my daily guidance of him seemed a little inappropriate upon closer inspection, it was also an act of my own free choice and did not violate any rules at all.

But the current situation is different. It is simply intentional harm.

If Natsume Yuikawa were left with some incurable sequelae, his entire life would be ruined. After all, he is the only son of the Natsume family.

The more Tachibana Miyuki thought about it, the more at a loss she felt. However, compared to the scolding she would face in the future, it was more important to try to take some remedial measures for Natsume Yuikawa.

Thinking of this, she immediately closed the door of the shop, squatted down in front of Natsume Weichuan, looked at the place that should have been high but now without any ripples, and asked with concern: "Natsume, tell me quickly, what's going on now, do you really have no feeling at all?"

Natsume Weichuan's face was already drained of color. He nodded blankly, "Except for the initial pain and the crisp feeling of breaking, I felt nothing at all. It was as if I didn't belong to myself anymore."

At this point, Natsume Yuikawa blinked his moist eyes, looked at Tachibana Miyuki pitifully, and asked: "Sister Tachibana, do you think no one will want me in the future?"

"Silly child, what are you talking about? It will definitely get better."

Tachibana Miyuki took Natsume Yuikawa's hand and helped him up from under the counter, saying comfortingly, "Don't worry, even if no one wants you, don't you still have me? Come, let's go to the hospital. What if you are just scaring yourself?"

"I don't want to go."

Natsume Yuikawa struggled to pull his arm back from Tachibana Miyuki's soft valley, lowered his head and said weakly: "It's so embarrassing. If someone I know sees me, I'll definitely be laughed at in the future."

"But I don't know how to treat you. If I don't go to the hospital to ask a professional doctor for help, wouldn't that be like giving up hope of recovery?"

Tachibana Miyuki became even more anxious. If she didn't understand that Natsume Yuikawa must be feeling very uncomfortable right now, she would have wanted to scold him harshly. This was concerning her future happiness, so why would she not go just because she was afraid of being embarrassed?
"But I want to make sure there's really something wrong before going to the hospital. Sister Tachibana, do you think it's possible that this is just temporary and will get better on its own?"

Natsume Weichuan's brows were twisted together, and a glimmer of hope suddenly appeared in his eyes that had just been dim.

Tachibana Miyuki wanted to tell the truth, but when she saw him like this, she couldn't bear to do it. After hesitating for a long time, she finally sighed and asked, "Maybe. Tell me, how do you need me to cooperate with you?"

(End of this chapter)