He arrived at the kitchen downstairs.
Kitahara Makoto first poured a glass of water, then found a towel, wet it with ice water, and after making thorough preparations, took them upstairs together.
Although anti fever suppositories work quickly, they still take twenty to thirty minutes. During this time, one can first use an ice towel to cool the forehead, which can make one much more comfortable.
Holding the items, Kitahara Makoto walked to the second floor, pushed open the door to Yamada Ryo's room, and the next second, an unbelievable sound suddenly entered his ears.
"Uncle, don't kill me… You also have a daughter…"
Kitahara Makoto was immediately shocked:
"Ryo, what are you watching?!"
Yamada Ryo tilted her head and looked at him: "I'm watching a video on Kitahara-kun's phone."
"What about chatting with Nijika as you said?"
Kitahara Makoto couldn't help but complain.
Do you know what privacy is? I gave you my phone, not for you to go through it randomly!
"I didn't go through it randomly." Yamada Ryo seemed to have mind-reading abilities and said nonchalantly, "I just sent a message to Nijika, but Nijika didn't reply. Just as I was about to exit, I accidentally brought up the phone's opened apps, and then I saw a very interesting video… It can only be blamed on Kitahara-kun for not clearing the background apps in time."
Kitahara Makoto: "…"
No way?
Does anyone really clear their phone's background apps every day?
Who in their right mind clears the background apps every day!
"Drink, drink."
Kitahara Makoto simply took the phone back, closed the video, and then handed over the water glass.
"Ah…"
Yamada Ryo slightly tilted her pretty face and parted her pink lips.
"Kitahara-kun, feed me. I'm so tired, I can't hold it."
You can't hold the water glass, but you can hold the phone, right?
"Drink it yourself."
Kitahara Makoto said irritably.
"Mmm~" Yamada Ryo blinked, then suddenly tilted her head and said, "I like Kitahara-kun the most."
Kitahara Makoto said expressionlessly:
"Ryo, please be more expressive when you act cute next time."
"Ah, I'll correct it next time."
"…"
Kitahara Makoto had no choice but to sit by the bed and feed Yamada Ryo water.
After feeding her water, Kitahara Makoto placed the ice towel on Yamada Ryo's forehead.
With everything taken care of, Kitahara Makoto sat beside her, guarding her.
Twenty minutes later.
Kitahara Makoto took out an electronic thermometer and measured Yamada Ryo's temperature again.
"It's only thirty-eight point two degrees now…" Kitahara Makoto looked at the data on the thermometer and felt relieved, "The suppository indeed works very quickly."
During this time, Ijichi Nijika sent a message. Hearing that Ryo's fever had subsided, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said she would come to visit in the afternoon if she had time.
Kitahara Makoto guarded her for a while longer, and when Yamada Ryo's temperature dropped to thirty-seven degrees, he got up and prepared to leave:
"I'll go back first. Ryo, don't forget to prepare supplies. We're entering the Otherworld tomorrow."
"Don't go."
Yamada Ryo extended her right hand and held Kitahara Makoto's sleeve.
"I want to eat Kitahara-dono's cooking."
Kitahara Makoto said speechlessly:
"It would be hard to explain if your mom and dad suddenly came back, wouldn't it?"
"My mom and dad are super busy; they come home at most one or two days a week." Yamada Ryo said nonchalantly, "Even if they really come back and run into Kitahara-kun, you don't have to worry. Just tell them that Kitahara-kun and I are dating."
Kitahara Makoto raised an eyebrow and said:
"You can't just say things like 'dating' casually, otherwise I might take it seriously."
"I'm not saying it casually; I really want to experience what dating feels like."
"Ryo agreed to join my harem?"
"Dating is dating, joining the harem is joining the harem. Please don't confuse the two."
"…"
Their eyes met.
Kitahara Makoto couldn't help but lean down, moving closer to Yamada Ryo.
Yamada Ryo didn't flinch, slightly tilting her pretty face to meet him.
A few minutes later.
Yamada Ryo raised her hand to wipe away the trace at the corner of her lips, breathing slightly heavily:
"Kitahara-kun, after kissing, you must take responsibility. Can I order now?"
You start bossing me around right after kissing? This must be your real purpose!
"What do you want to eat, Ryo?"
Kitahara Makoto sighed helplessly.
"Hot and sour shredded potatoes!"
"Anything else?"
"Coke chicken wings!"
"Say it all at once."
"Also, braised beef brisket!"
"Do you have the ingredients at home?"
"No." Yamada Ryo proudly lifted her chin, "But all the seasonings like oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar are complete."
Kitahara Makoto sighed helplessly:
"I'll go out and buy groceries."
"…"
After Kitahara Makoto went out to buy ingredients and returned, Yamada Ryo's fever had completely subsided. She helped out for a while, then lay down on the sofa, happily watching TV, waiting for lunch.
The trivial details in between need no mention. By the time they finished eating, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.
"Ryo, the kitchen is clean now." Kitahara Makoto walked out of the kitchen. "If there's nothing else, I'll head back first."
"Don't go." Yamada Ryo looked up. "Let's watch a movie together."
Kitahara Makoto asked curiously: "What movie?"
"Yesterday, I rented an Alien movie DVD. I'm scared to watch it alone."
"Ryo, is there anything you're afraid to do?"
"Of course there is. For example, I'm afraid to ride roller coasters." Yamada Ryo stood up. "I originally wanted to watch it with Nijika, but Nijika has been very busy these past two days and doesn't have time. And tomorrow we have to go to the Otherworld… So I can only watch it with Kitahara-kun."
"My mood suddenly became complicated." Kitahara Makoto couldn't help but complain, "Should I be happy, or should I be happy?"
"Kitahara-kun can be happier." Yamada Ryo stepped towards the upstairs, "Besides Nijika, Kitahara-kun is the second person to watch a movie in my room, you know."
Well, being after Nijika isn't embarrassing.
Kitahara Makoto followed Ryo to the second floor and entered the room.
"This is it." Yamada Ryo quickly found the movie DVD. "It cost a lot of money to buy."
"Wait a moment." Kitahara Makoto raised an eyebrow and said, "If I remember correctly, Ryo-chan started eating wild vegetables last week. How do you have money to buy a movie DVD?"
"Thanks to Kitahara-kun."
Yamada Ryo responded airily.
Kitahara Makoto was surprised: "It has something to do with me?"
"This time, I passed all subjects in the final exams." Yamada Ryo gave a thumbs up, "Mom was very happy, so she gave me extra pocket money."
So that's how it is.
That was indeed his credit, otherwise, Yamada Ryo alone certainly wouldn't have gotten extra pocket money.
"Kitahara-kun, go close the curtains, then come sit over here."
Yamada Ryo turned on the TV, sat on the bed, and patted the spot beside her.
"Okay."
Kitahara Makoto walked to the window and drew the curtains, and the room immediately darkened. Then he turned and sat by the bed, unceremoniously reaching out and pulling Yamada Ryo directly into his arms.
Next was movie time.
After watching one movie, the afternoon room quietly fell silent.
"The movie's over." Kitahara Makoto exhaled lightly. "It's about time I went back."
To be honest, Kitahara Makoto's mind wasn't really on the movie.
With the fragrant and soft Yamada Ryo in his arms, who could focus on watching a movie!
At least Kitahara Makoto couldn't.
Now that the movie was over, the 'torment' was finally finished, and Kitahara Makoto prepared to say goodbye and leave.
"Don't go."
Yamada Ryo tightly hugged Kitahara Makoto's arm, her pretty face slightly pale: "Kitahara-kun, I'm holding you, I don't want to let go."
You're not holding me because it's comfortable; you're clearly scared by the last scene of the movie!
"Let's watch something else to change the mood."
"What movie?"
"The one from before, 'Uncle, don't kill me'."
"…"
Kitahara Makoto looked over in shock:
"Ryo-senpai, do you really want to watch?"
"Curiosity."
Yamada Ryo was completely uninhibited, "I want to watch."
"...Then let's watch."
"..."
Soon, strange, seductive sounds filled the room.
A moment later.
Kitahara Makoto took a deep breath:
"Ryo-senpai, stop watching. If you keep watching, I won't be able to hold back."
Yamada Ryo hadn't changed her clothes when she ate lunch, so she was still wearing pajamas. Below her long, slender neck, her delicate collarbones were clearly visible, and further down...
With her arm tightly held, Kitahara Makoto could clearly feel the pressure from Yamada Ryo. Although they weren't large, they were still soft and visible.
A man and a woman alone in a room.
Kitahara Makoto's patience was already nearing its limit.
As is well known, human needs are directly proportional to life vitality. An example is that during every Olympic Games, certain supplies are essential materials, with hundreds of thousands of units distributed, and even then, the quantity is still insufficient.
Kitahara Makoto's physical fitness was even stronger than that of a professional athlete, so his needs were naturally more intense. Each time, he could only kiss and hug, which was indeed incredibly difficult to bear.
Yamada Ryo looked up at him, saying lightly:
"If you can't hold back, then don't."
"???"
Question marks immediately popped up above Kitahara Makoto's head.
Their eyes met.
Seeing Yamada Ryo's clear and bright eyes, completely devoid of any joking intent, Kitahara Makoto couldn't help but swallow, nervously saying:
"What do you mean, Ryo-senpai?"
"I'm very curious."
"Huh?"
"Last night, I was lying alone in my room, my parents weren't home, and I felt vaguely uncomfortable. My heart was beating incredibly fast, and I even worried it might break down."
Yamada Ryo flipped over, pushing Kitahara Makoto onto the bed, then propped her hands on Kitahara Makoto's chest, looking down at him from above, "At that moment, I felt that if an accident came before tomorrow, I would definitely have many regrets."
"The feeling from then is still fresh in my memory."
"So now I want to satisfy my curiosity and personally experience what [BEEP—] feels like."
Hey, hey, what did you even say? Why did it all turn into censored words!
Kitahara Makoto finally understood what Yamada Ryo wanted to do. He took a deep breath, barely maintaining a shred of clarity:
"Ryo-senpai, think carefully. If you regret it afterward, it will be too late."
Yamada Ryo tilted her head, looking down at him. Her originally fair, doll-like face was now flushed with a delicate crimson, though he didn't know when it had appeared:
"Will Kitahara-kun not take responsibility?"
"Of course, I'll take responsibility!"
Kitahara Makoto answered instinctively.
"Full marks."
Yamada Ryo leaned in, then suddenly commanded, "Kitahara-kun, hold the pillow with both hands and don't move."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, I once read a pure love manga about a baseball club junior and his senpai. The scene feels very similar to now."
Yamada Ryo's face was flushed, "So... I want to be on top."
Watching a manga is one thing, but how can you say it so openly!
Buzz, buzz.
The phone suddenly vibrated with a ringtone.
Kitahara Makoto turned his head and saw that it was a message from Nijika. He immediately took a deep breath, directly turned off his phone, and still feeling uneasy, took Yamada Ryo's phone and likewise turned it off.
"Now no one will disturb us... Ryo-senpai, you continue."
Miss this village, and you won't find this shop. Unless Mount Fuji erupts and Japan sinks, no one will interrupt the ritual today!
Ten minutes later.
Yamada Ryo, relying on her tenacious spirit and the experience she gained from the manga, successfully recreated the comic scene.
"Ugh..."
With a muffled groan, a prompt quietly popped up from the System.
[Quest: Yamada Ryo's Tears]
[Current Status: Completed]