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The King of Cultivation from Sakurasou (Translate)

[This is only a translated novel] Author : Sacrifice Xiuer Synopsis: When Liu Qian transmigrated into the world of Sakurasou as Hasegawa Asahi, he found out that she had a younger sister named Hasegawa Kobato. In order to make money to raise a cute little sister, he can only make his debut in a field he is familiar with, that is, as a genius light novelist! When he manages to reach his goal, he realizes that this world is not simple! At this time, Kasumigaoka Utaha had just debuted, and Kani Nayuta was still a Hikokomori girl.

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224 Chs

Caring for Mashiro

"How long have Touma-san and Asahi-kun known each other?"

Utaha's smiling face is so kind.

Kazusa felt a little weird, but couldn't find where the weirdness lay, so she answered honestly: "It's been almost two months."

"For two months, Asahi-kun has been taken care of by you."

Utaha had the posture of a hostess, her tone was very gentle, and not aggressive at all.

Kazusa's eyes flickered, she didn't know what Utaha meant before, but now she did.

In fact, Utaha is also very helpless, having let her boyfriend provoke so many girls. Nayuta wouldn't talk about it, let alone Mashiro, and for the rest, she guessed that Asahi didn't know it had provoked more women.

"It's not about taking care of him, he just went to the hot springs with me and my mother."

Kazusa somehow felt uncomfortable with her words, and said indifferently.

Utaha smiled even wider: "I see."

When she was about to say something, Asahi just came out of the room, looked at the strange atmosphere among the two girls in surprise, and asked, "What happened?"

"What about Mashiro?"

Utaha didn't answer, but changed the subject to ask how things were.

"The doctor just gave her an anti-fever injection, wait to take medicine and sleep and she will be fine."

Asahi had no intention of asking further, especially since he felt that there was nothing wrong between the two.

Kazusa looks nothing like Nayuta, and has a colder personality, similar to Utaha.

"Since it's okay, I'll go up."

Kazusa somehow didn't want to stay, so she left a note and climbed up the stairs.

During this period, Utaha had been watching her, and seemed to be thinking.

"When you see a girlfriend, it's your job as a boyfriend, don't you hug me first?"

Asahi opened his hand and showed a strange smile: "Come on..."

"Hmph, you just finished caring about other women, then came to provoke me after changing hands, am I a backup?"

Utaha wore a somber and hurt expression.

"Tsk, at a time like this, you have to smile and hug girls. How can you do without such a heart?"

"The ability to mislead is not to retreat."

Saying so, Utaha drew closer to each other in one breath.

The distance she covered was enough for the scent of black hair to reach Asahi's nostrils, then gently rested her forehead against his chest, and clasped her hands tightly behind his back.

"How?"

"It would be perfect if the tone was a little sweeter."

Asahi's fly indicates that the feeling of being possessed is only momentary.

The fragrance that seduces the nose, the sense of urgency and comfort that surrounds the body, only seconds. After that, Utaha showed an evil smile, but her face was full of redness.

However, she immediately took a step back.

She was tightly bound by Asahi.

"Wow..."

It took a long time for Utaha who was standing on her tiptoes to let go, those watery eyes filled with charm seemed to be in a trance.

"Ahem... The patient has been treated."

The female doctor who came out of the room coughed lightly and reminded. Don't know how long he was there.

"Pay attention to her rest the past two days, don't overwork, take some medicine, and she will recover." The female doctor continued to explain.

It's actually not that serious. Colds and fevers are normal. After taking injections and medicine, they will naturally return to normal.

"Then, I will go."

When Asahi saw her leave and came back, he found Utaha in the living room planning to go upstairs: "Why are you going up?"

"May I accompany my future little sister to be closer?"

Utaha lifted her chin and spoke earnestly, so that her slender neck was fully exposed: "Although it is important to be with my boyfriend, it is also important to have a good relationship with my boyfriend's family, and for some reason, Mashiro seems to antagonize me a bit, so I wanted to find out about the situation."

"How about a date?"

"In this weather, you must be walking with me in the rain. That sounds really romantic, but I don't want half of my calves to get wet."

Utaha rolled her eyes, and experienced the power of the rain on her way to Sakurasou.

A small part of the calf in the stockings was soaked by the water that splashed up from the ground and it was only a short 10 minute ride from the station to Sakurasou. If she's actually been out for a day, she should probably take off her stockings and go barefoot in the middle.

Asahi just spoke.

Seeing Utaha's back disappear around the corner of the stairs, he returned to the room.

Mashiro had received an antipyretic injection, was lying on the bed, limp as if she had no strength at all, even when she saw Asahi approaching, she just blinked her eyes, her lips twitched for a moment, and wanted to say something, but finally gave up.

Asahi stepped forward and felt the temperature of Mashiro's forehead with his hand. Compared to the previous temperature measurement, it was slightly lower. Does the medicine work so fast?

"The porridge over there may not be hot, do you want to eat?"

Asahi looked at her like a small animal, couldn't help but pinch Mashiro's face.

"I do not want to eat." Mashiro muttered.

Illness does cause a loss of appetite.

"Eat a little, if you don't have physical strength, you won't recover if you catch a cold."

Hearing what Asahi said, Mashiro breathed hot air from her mouth, maybe even sitting was very difficult. She tried to get up without success, so she just turned around and laid down, with half of her face pressed against the bed. The front of the pajamas was slightly open, and one could see skin from the collarbone to the shoulders.

Mashiro like that squinted at him, then she opened her mouth: "Asahi, feed me."

Asahi pulled her like he was nursing a child, leaning against the head of the bed with a pillow, and then fed her the porridge from the casserole into the bowl with the soup ladle.

Perhaps she still had no appetite, so Mashiro opened her mouth to swallow with a hint of reluctance on her face.

"How?"

"Very ordinary."

"Because it's porridge."

Mashiro didn't respond, and opened his small mouth to ask for food.

"Mashiro, actually, you are very cute when your mouth and body are straight."

Asahi laughed at her.

"Because it's so comfortable letting Asahi put something hot in my mouth."

Mashiro said some surprising words with a simple face.