I just want to live in peace, I refuse to fall in love

Chapter 138 Kazuya, Hug Me

"Take care of your house, make sure there are no problems, and then let's go!"

Xiangzi loosened her arms around Shirakawa Kazuya's body and took the lead in getting busy in the room.

"We need this, right?"

Xiangzi took out a brand new raincoat from the closet and placed it next to her small raincoat in the entrance hall.

"Yes, in such windy weather, if you hold an umbrella, it might be blown into the sky." Shirakawa Kazuya smiled and turned off all the power in the kitchen.

After making sure that all the power in the house was turned off, locking the doors and windows, and then checking the protective tape that had been put on before, the two of them walked out of the house wearing raincoats and boots.

The sensor lights in the corridor seemed to be caused by the strong wind. No matter how much Xiangzi jumped up and stamped her feet, there was no response.

Shirakawa Kazuya turned on the flashlight that came with the phone, took Xiangzi's hand and walked down one step at a time. When he reached the second floor, the ground was all damp. When he looked up, he found that the windows in the corridor had turned into Lifting the incomplete chair, Shirakawa Kazuya stepped on the broken glass.

"Be careful, Xiangzi, the glass was blown by the wind, and there are many glass shards on the ground."

Shirakawa Kazuya shined the flashlight on the ground. There were many small transparent and reflective bright spots on the damp ground, all of which were glass slag.

The two stood on tiptoes, carefully crossing over the debris, and continued downward until they walked out of the corridor. A strong wind blew directly in front of them. Xiangzi was very light, and her whole body tilted unprepared, and she was almost blown by the wind. Fall to the ground.

"Do you remember what I said at home before?"

Shirakawa Kazuya shouted into the wind.

"Remember!"

Xiangzi also lowered her head and shouted to the ground.

"What?"

Bai Chuanhe also put the phone back into his pocket, and the hand holding Xiangzi was even stronger to prevent her from being blown away.

"Everyone who goes out in this weather is a fool!"

Xiangzi repeated what Shirakawa Kazuya had just said at home.

"As expected, we are both fools!"

The wind was so strong that as soon as the words were spoken, they were blown away and floated to the sky.

The two of them trudged forward in the direction of Nagata Chinatsu's house in the violent storm. When they passed by the ramen shop, they found that it was already empty. The owner probably closed the shop early and went home.The same goes for other shops. They all closed their doors tightly and put down anti-theft curtains, not to prevent theft - there should be no thieves coming out to work in this weather, but just to prevent the wind.

"Sure enough! There's no one on the street!"

There was another hurricane. Shirakawa Kazuya held Xiangzi with one hand and hugged the telephone pole next to him with the other hand to stabilize his body swaying from side to side.

"On this street, we are the stupidest!"

Xiangzi grabbed Shirakawa Kazuya's big hand with both small hands, hid behind him, closed her eyes and waited for the strong wind to blow by.

"We are just idiots!"

Shirakawa Kazuya was choked out mid-sentence, and he paused before finishing his sentence.

Maintaining the formation of "telegraph pole - Shirakawa Kazuya - Xiangzi", they waited for the gust of wind to pass before continuing to move forward.

"Does it look like the 81 difficulties we encountered when we went to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures?" Xiangzi recently learned from Shirakawa Kazuya's spoilers that Sun Wukong will go to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures and encounter 81 difficulties. Although she didn't know what kind of sutra she was learning, and she didn't know what the 81 difficulty was, it didn't affect her making such a similar analogy at this moment.

"This is the supreme version of 81-in-[-]. Come with me, let's go to the West!"

"Why does it sound a little unlucky?"

The two of them walked and walked like this, hiding from time to time by walls, behind telephone poles, and under big trees, and finally arrived at the door of Nagata Chinatsu's house.

Xiangzi suddenly thought of a question, "Onisan, Sister Chinatsu is still ill in bed right now. How can she open the door for us?"

Then she saw Shirakawa Kazuya take out a key and open the door directly.

What's going on? Has the other party started using this method to get closer to each other?Xiangzi was shocked.

The two walked into the house, closed the door, took off the raincoat at the entrance, roughly folded it and put it in the corner, then changed their shoes and walked into the living room.

The first floor was dark, with no lights on. It was exactly the same as when Shirakawa Kazuya left. Everything remained the same. It seems that Nagata Chinatsu had not moved in bed. Shirakawa Kazuya thought this way and opened the stairs. The light of the Word.

"There's no one on the first floor, let's go up and have a look."

A flash of lightning happened to light up in the night outside the window, elongating the figures of the two people on the stairs and displaying them on the opposite wall.

The sound of rain covered the sound of the two people's footsteps. Shirakawa Kazuya seemed to be stepping on a piece of hard cotton that made no sound as he walked upwards and arrived in front of Nagata Chinatsu's bedroom.

The bedroom door was closed. Shirakawa Kazuya knocked twice and waited for a while. After finding no one responded, he slowly opened the door. The chandelier in the room was not turned on, only a small table lamp on the desk. Exudes a faint light.

Shirakawa Kazuya walked to the bed and saw Nagata Chinatsu, who was still sleeping soundly. The quilt was neatly tucked under her body. Only a small face was exposed from the whole body. It was as red as an apple. Shirakawa Kazuya stretched out his arms. He put the back of his hand against her face and touched her forehead. He found that the temperature had dropped a bit, but it was still a little hot.

Xiangzi looked at Shirakawa Kazuya's series of actions, raised her eyebrows, and said nothing.

When he opened the lid of the small pot that had been placed on the bedside table, one-third of the millet porridge inside was missing. Shirakawa Kazuya felt relieved and just ate. Only when he was not hungry would he have the strength to fight the disease.

Suddenly, Nagata Chinatsu frowned, and there was some meaningless humming in her throat, and some ups and downs appeared in the quilt.

"Did we wake her up?" Xiangzi came over and looked at Shirakawa Kazuya worriedly.

"No, I was ready to wake up."

Nagata Chinatsu's muffled voice sounded on the bed. She let out a long yawn, struggled to sit upright, and looked at Shirakawa Kazuya and Xiangzi who suddenly appeared in her bedroom.

"Why are you here?"

Xiangzi showed a cute smile, "Because we were all worried about you and worried that something would happen to you alone at home, so we rushed here from home."

"That's it, thank you. I feel better after a good sleep. Except for the fact that I don't have any strength, the pain at the dock is not that bad." Nagata Chinatsu stretched her waist and said slowly.

Shirakawa Kazuya sat on the chair and did not look at Nagata Chinatsu's slightly slipped shoulder straps. He stared at the raindrops falling on the window and said with a smile, "It's a good start. It should be cured tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

"Yes, yes." Xiangzi also agreed.

There was silence in the room for a while, and then Chinatsu Nagata moved.

"Kazuya, carry me to the toilet." She opened her arms to Shirakawa Kazuya.

(End of this chapter)