Is it really a straight girl?

Miss Miji closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and pulled her legs down.

The muscles on the side of the calf trembled, ushered in a sore body feeling, Mi Ji closed his eyes and lowered his head, gritted his teeth before reluctantly not to cry out.

He got out of bed tremblingly, stepped on his pure white high-heeled shoes, supported the bed, supported his body little by little, and slowly walked towards the end of the bed, where Chitose was sitting on the white bench by the wall.

"No, it's okay." Miki gasped.

Although Miji also knows that the current self doesn't look like he's okay at all.

"Let me support you." Chitose, whose eyes were a little tired, also stood up.

"No, no need." Miji grabbed the guardrail at the end of the bed, and stepped on the spot as if he was practicing walking after muscle atrophy. After finding the feeling, he slowly let go of his hands.

It's hard to get out of bed, it's hard to walk, Yaji also wants to have a healthy body.

After letting go of her hands, Mi Ji, who had no support, carefully moved forward in small steps. Because of her weakness, there were layers of black scale-like phantoms in front of her eyes, and she stood still and stayed awake. .

"Or, carry it?" Chitose who was beside him came over with concern again, and slowly stroked Miki's right arm and shoulder.

She was afraid that Mi Ji would suddenly fall to the ground in front of her again.

Miji shook her head once, but now her weak body would feel uncomfortable just by shaking her head.

This kind of reluctance was easily seen by Chitose, she approached, directly reached out and grabbed Miki's right hand, then pulled her right arm over and protected it with both hands.

This should be fine.

Chitose smiled: "Then, help each other, let's go together."

"...Hmm." Mi Ji buried his face.

It's so close...Although I had a similar contact with Miss Chitose before.

Thinking of that time, Miki's shy mood relaxed a little.

But it's still a little hard to get used to. After all, no matter what, Miss Chitose just said the words "I like you" to Miki just now.

Although it's not a confession in Miji's eyes, is it not good for ordinary people to have such close physical contact after saying such a thing?

The soft touch from the arm was a little subtle.

"You're so thin, you." Mi Ji said casually.

Arms, elbows, ribs... When Chitose hugged her arms, Yaki could feel various tactile sensations in these positions.

"I'll ask you to feed it from now on." The white-haired girl holding Miki said without any scruples.

"Such words will be misunderstood." Miss Chef's voice was a little helpless.

"Who will be misunderstood? There is no one else around us." Chitose smiled.

"Mi Ji will misunderstand that you really like me..." the girl with purple pupils said weakly.

"I really like it." Chitose said gently beside her: "So cute, the skin is so smooth, the figure and hands are also beautiful, no—— it should be said that they are all beautiful, soft and smooth to the touch. Look, hair is flowing and refreshing, and kind to a childish level, how can there be such a wonderful person?"

Mi Ji found that he could not accept all kinds of teasing from the other party smoothly, and would always blush under the offensive of words.

"The liking in Miss Chitose's mouth may not be the same as the liking in my heart..." Miki turned his face to one side, covering up the redness on his cheeks, and said in a low voice as if talking to himself.

And... this kind of adjective can be applied to anyone in the apartment, right?

Therefore, there is no need for Yaki to be shy.

"You can change the liking in my mouth to whatever you want, after all... I'm already yours."

"No! And it sounds strange."

Miji was brought to the door by Chitose, and found that the door of the ward was ajar. She stretched out her left hand and slowly opened it, and found that there seemed to be a figure standing outside the door, subconsciously raised her head after the door opened.

Then he met a pair of orange eyes outside the door.

"……what."

"Eh?"

Standing outside the door was a figure with red waist-length hair, carrying an insulated box like a bento box, staring blankly at the two people who got together.

……

450 VII. Guardian

Why does Yaki feel nervous when she sees Mahiru?

It was as if I was reading some strange notebooks and was discovered by a friend, my heart skipped a beat, and I suddenly became flustered, not knowing what to do.

Miki's pupils trembled slightly, he raised and released his free left hand, and twitched his right arm, which was now deeply buried in Chitose's emaciated chest, but Chitose's arms seemed to be wrapped around with a little force, and Miki couldn't pull it out at all.

The nervous Ms. Miki swallowed her saliva, looked towards Chitose, and saw that the girl with dark circles and exhausted complexion was squinting and smiling, facing the confused Ms. Mahiru.

Miki felt that the expressions of the two of them were a bit strange, but she couldn't quite understand them.

The level of the passive skill Observing Eyes can no longer keep up with the version.

After the three of them opened the door, they looked at each other and remained silent for a few seconds. Yaki was a little flustered, Chitose naturally squinted and smiled, and Mahiru was lost in confusion.

No, no, Miki shouldn't panic!

Is it because Mahiru may have heard the scene where Miss Chitose said a lot of compliments when she was about to leave the house, and now she is still holding Yaki's arm affectionately, and felt that she would be misunderstood, so she felt nervous?

No need!

Yaki is not Chitose's lover, because what happened just now may be misunderstood by Mahiru, but that's not the case!Even if you are really misunderstood, there is no need to be nervous.

Mi Jixing is doing straight, the world is bright and my heart is bright!

The purple-eyed girl calmed down her tense mood with all kinds of thoughts in her heart, exhaled secretly, coughed lightly, looked at Mahiru who seemed to have not calmed down in front of her pretending to be peaceful, and tried to ask in a chatty tone:

"Did Mahiru come to see me?" Yaki twitched Chitose's right hand again.

"Hmm..." Mahiru also regained his composure, nodded slightly, looking down, raised his left hand holding the multi-layer bento box: "I made some meals, and I'll bring you some."

"Food? Wow, thank you, thank you." Yaki tried hard to maintain a natural expression, and pulled Chitose back a few steps to make room for Mahiru.

In the panic, there was a sense of joy like wish fulfillment.

It seems that Miji doesn't need to go out to eat anymore. Now that his body is weak, he will use all his strength just to go downstairs.

Ms. Mahiru is so kind. When Yaki just woke up and was very hungry, she delivered this bento. Although she doesn't like eating in the smell of medicine, she has opened the windows to ventilate, so it should be fine now.

Yaki looked at Mahiru with bright eyes.

Mahiru is really a good person - Yaki has been taken care of by her countless times.

After hearing Miki's thanks, Mahiru's confused expression added a bit of loss, she whispered softly:

"You don't need to say thank you to me..."

This tone... It seems that it is best not to answer well, otherwise it will become entangled in the low topic.

"By the way, how does Mahiru know that I'm awake?" Miki walked slowly towards a pure white bench by the wall with weak steps, trying to change the subject with a cheerful and healthy appearance.

"I just know." Mahiru didn't seem to intend to explain.

"Well...it's like this." Miki subconsciously said the meaningless oral habit.

Yaki twitched his arm for the third time, Chitose let go as if he finally realized Yaki's movement, leaned against Miki's side, and walked to the bench over there together.

The three sat down one by one, with Miji in the middle.

Yaki was already very hungry, so he was always focusing on the bento that Mahiru brought.

Although the current situation does not know why, Mi Ji always feels a little strange... But this does not affect Mi Ji's desire for food as a hungry person.

The red-haired girl and Miki who pretended to be stunned looked at each other for a few seconds, sighed quietly, put the multi-layered bento box on the thigh she was making, and handed a layer of lavender bento to the Miki.

"These are all...I did it with Lianhua." She said bluntly, lowering her head slightly, not wanting Mi Ji to see her expression at this time.

"Oh good." Miki reluctantly put on a lively look in his weakness: "In the past few days when Miji was away, did Mahiru and Lianhua take care of everyone's meals?"

"Yes..." Mahiru only nodded slightly, passed the light yellow bento box on the lower layer past Miki, handed it to Chitose, raised her head and said seriously: "This is yours."

Why do you use such a serious expression when you hand over a bento? It's scary.

Chitose accepted it briskly, made an OK gesture, and said, "3Q~"

The atmosphere always feels a little subtle.

Mi Ji was in the middle of the two, and he didn't feel that the seat he was sitting in was a place where he could relax.

Chitose and Mahiru... don't they have a good relationship?

Mi Ji thought about this silently, looked right and left a few times.

But at this moment, the scent from the still warm bento box immediately interrupted Miji's thoughts, making her focus all her attention on the box in her hand.

What was in front of me was not just a bento, but something greater, the energy of life, the delicious food that was enough to lift myself out of weakness.

In awe, she slowly lifted the square lid with both hands little by little.

The overflowing food aroma seduced Miki's saliva secretion.

"It smells good." She swallowed subconsciously.

"Because I knew that you would probably wake up today, I... did this very seriously." The shy Miss Mahiru said this hesitantly.

"Thank you, thank you."

"I said no thanks..." Mahiru repeated in a low voice.

Yaki moved the plate away.

From left to right, there are... stewed pork ribs with corn cubes, broccoli and shrimp egg custard, small steamed sea bass, green vegetable balls and fried shredded radish. Seaweed is wrapped, and rice with various meats is sandwiched in the middle, like sushi.

"It's amazing..." Mi Ji swallowed subconsciously as if seeing a dish that glowed, and stared blankly for a few seconds without directly moving his chopsticks.

It turns out that Lianhua and Mahiru's cooking skills are much better than Miji's?

I was a bit hit, but this sense of loss is really nothing in front of delicious food.

"I'm starting!" Miji clapped his hands together like in the anime, picked up the chopsticks placed on the edge of the bento box, picked out a piece of sushi, and swallowed it quickly in one gulp.

"Slow down a little bit." Mahiru whispered beside her, and slightly stretched out her hand to remind Miki: "If you haven't eaten for a few days, eating too fast will cause problems. It's better to eat slowly."

After speaking, the hand that was stretched out and stuck in the air retracted again.

"Well, okay..." Mi Ji reluctantly slowed down, picked up another piece of shrimp, and put it in his lips.