Ch 099. Asuna Kiss (1)

Hearing her reluctant answer, Yao smiled in his heart, but did not show on his face, he just let out a soft "hmm".

Seeing him rubbing back and forth in her arms to smell the fragrance like a child, Asuna was a little dumbfounded.

In fact, she didn't really want to agree. After all, although she and this little man were already very close just now, isn't it too intimate now?

But if she doesn't agree, this little man who is 'sick' might have some kind of tantrum again. It's a trivial matter to toss herself at that time, and it would be bad if it makes his condition worse.

Anyway, she has already agreed to sleep together, she simply let go of her scruples for the time being, first sat up, pulled off the quilt, then got in.

"Okay, sleep quickly."

In the warm quilt, she put her soft arms on Yao's head, with her cheek red from shyness, she embraced him completely, and her right hand gently patted his back.

Yao was taken aback for a moment, only feeling that his whole face was buried in a place that was warm and very… Soft and elastic.

He has always been the one who coaxes and hugs women to sleep, he never thought that he would also have such a day.

But he didn't think too much, curled up his right hand, put his left hand on the soft waist of this beautiful young woman, sniffed the fragrance around him, and rubbed his cheeks on left and right from time to time.

"Yao-kun... If you don't sleep honestly, I will go back to my bedroom to sleep."

Sensing the dishonest behavior of the little man in her arms, Asuna blushed and made a small threat.

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, Yao calmed down, only fiery breath were left to pat her skin through the clothes.

There was a smug smile on Asuna's lips, she finally caught the weakness of this little man.

Thinking of this, the blush on her face that hadn't fully faded suddenly rushed to her neck again.

She quickly closed her eyes to interrupt her wild thoughts, her chin rested lightly on Yao's head, and her two cold, white and tender feet did not shy away from stepping on his warm instep playfully.

As time went by, the bedroom returned to tranquility, only the sound of "whoosh" wind and "patter patte" of rain on the window sill remained.

After a long time, Asuna noticed that the little man in her arms seemed to be making a trembling a little, and opened her eyes in a daze.

"It's hot!"

She subconsciously tested the temperature of Yao's forehead with the back of her hand,  and her head which was still a little dazed, woke up instantly.

She hurriedly sat up, dipped the towel on the bedside table in water, and then folded it on Yao's forehead.

"Yao-kun, are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Seeing that Yao still frowned, she asked softly.

"much better..."

Yao didn't open his eyes, he didn't know if it was because of the effect of the toxin.

Seeing his appearance, Asuna was a little embarrassed.

She couldn't do anything other than take good care of him.

Thinking of this, a thought suddenly flashed through her mind, and her expression softened.

After a while, she hugged Yao and began to sing softly the songs about summer in her hometown.

All of a sudden, a simple and unadorned beautiful melody floated in the bedroom.

And Yao's expression gradually calmed down, he fell into a deep sleep not long after.

 …

Tokyo, the rich area.

It was already 0 o'clock in the midnight, but the candlelight in a certain bedroom were still swaying with the wind.

Utaha rubbed her heavy eyelids, looked down at the densely packed and neatly written words on the notebook, and sighed somewhat melancholy.

"What is the annoying captain doing at this time?"

She propped her face with her right hand, boredly watching  the rain outside the window, and unconsciously turned the flipped the pen with her left hand.

Midnight, windy, rainy.

In such a comfortable environment, her long-lost inspiration also burst out once in a while. It has been there since a few hours, and there has been no interruption in inspiration during this period.

However, looking at it carefully now, she doesn't know how to evaluate the written works.

According to the standards before the apocalypse, the beginning of the light novel she wrote at this time should be evaluated as very good.

However, this is also where she struggles. In this situation where the vast majority of survivors are in danger, who will read her light novels full of campus elements?

To put it bluntly, it's a complete piece of junk.

Thinking of this, she laughed self-mokingly and grabbed the manuscript in her hand to tear it up.

"Forget it... Just let them go eat ashes in the cabinet."

After all, it is a work created by her, even if only she can appreciated it, Utaha is still unwilling to waste two days of painstaking efforts like this.

After she sighed, she stuffed piles of original and waste manuscripts into the bookcase and locked them.

Just after she finished all this, there was a soft knock on the bedroom door.

"Utaha-senpai, are you asleep?"

It's Megumi...

Utaha blushed, and quickly arranged the pen and paper on the desk before saying:

"The door's unlocked, you can come in."

The door opened, when Kato came in with a plate of tomatoes, Utaha was sitting on a chair with her legs crossed, her right foot shaking.

Megumi Kato glanced at the neat desk, chuckled inwardly, and walked forward with a calm expression.

"This is today's supper, don't waste it."

"Why do we eat tomatoes all the time recently?"

Looking at the neat and evenly sized tomato slices on the plate, Utaha pretty face turned dark, and her whole body suddenly felt weak.

It's not that she dislikes tomatoes, she also knows that it is a very luxurious thing to be able to eat fresh fruit in the apocalypse.

It's just... breakfast, lunch, dinner, and even supper are all made of tomatoes!

Thinking of Kato Megumi's various tomato dishes, Utaha's lips twitched a few times. She really wondered if everyone would turn into tomatoes if they continued to eat like this.

"There's no way, who told the typhoon to last so long."

Kato's expression did not change, she picked up a piece of tomato with her hand and chewed it in her mouth, and added a vague sentence.

"The tomatoes are all alreadt picked, and if they are not digested quickly, they will rot soon."

"No, Megumi. "

Utaha was about to subconsciously say something, but when she saw her indifferent eyes looking at her, she immediately changed her words, and then clasped her hands together, making a gesture of please.

"Can I change it to something else tomorrow, even bread works."

"Well... this."

Under Utaha's expectant eyes, Kato Megumi raised her hand, gently squeezed her chin, walked back and forth a few times, and made an appearance that ' I need to think about it'.

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