After doing all this, Haruko joyfully came to Ichiko's side, "Ichiko, what would you like to drink? Black tea is okay, right?"
"Mm, thank you for the trouble, Haruko."
Returning to this familiar house, whether it was because of the air conditioning or the many memories here, Ichiko sat on the sofa and felt completely relaxed.
She watched Haruko squatting by the cabinet under the TV, sticking her little butt out as she searched for the black tea she didn't know where she'd put, and couldn't help but find it amusing.
"That's strange, I remember the black tea was put here?"
Haruko rubbed her head, making a silly and cute sound.
Ichiko couldn't help but remind her, "It's in the cabinet on the right, right? We put it away together back then, have you forgotten already?"
"Is that so?"
Haruko didn't turn her head, and instead went to another cabinet to look through it.
Ichiko leaned back on the sofa with her hands and watched her gently.
In her line of sight, she suddenly noticed a small trinket, "This thing is still here?"
She reached out her hand.
Beside the drawer containing the remote controls, a small necklace hung, with a delicately crafted peach at the top.
This was something they were tricked into buying by a bad Uncle when they went to the park together during the summer vacation of their third year of high school.
This little thing cost 30 yuan.
You could clearly buy it for 5 yuan at a toy store outside.
Haruko didn't even turn her head, as if she knew what Ichiko was talking about, "Because I like everything related to Ichiko, this little thing is a memory of ours, so of course I won't throw it away."
Embarrassing words seemed like everyday occurrences coming from her mouth.
But such casual words were not teasing or joking.
They were just like those focused and serious confessions.
Full of boundless love.
Ichiko felt a little uneasy inside and skipped the topic, "Did you find the black tea?"
"Found it!"
Haruko held a small can, "It was hidden quite deep, wait a moment, I'll go boil some water."
She was like an idiot who didn't understand housework, and after a flurry of fumbling, she finally poured the water into the cup.
However, just as she picked up the cup.
Her hand trembled.
The boiling hot water immediately spilled onto her arm.
"Ah—!"
In the kitchen, Haruko screamed, attracting Ichiko's attention.
The girl anxiously ran over from the sofa.
What met her eyes was a reddened patch on the arm and steaming water stains on the floor.
She immediately washed the handkerchief she carried with cold water, and while tending to it, she couldn't help but scold, "Really, you've burned yourself again, how can you be so careless?"
"I... I'm sorry." Haruko bit her lower lip, and large tears seemed about to spill from her eyes.
Seeing this, Ichiko's heart softened, and her scolding tone also softened.
She took Haruko's hand, "Let's go out first, I'll help you treat it."
She had Haruko sit on the sofa, while she herself squatted in front, gently wiping her forearm with a towel, her eyes focused and tender.
"Does it hurt?"
Ichiko asked softly.
Haruko shook her head, "It doesn't hurt."
As she spoke, she stared intently at Ichiko's pretty and fair face, her gaze falling on her focused movements, and a hint of satisfaction couldn't help but appear in her eyes.
[Host, you burned yourself on purpose, didn't you?]
The System asked in her mind.
Haruko just curved her lips, not answering.
Who knows if it was on purpose?
Like the original host, I'm just a clumsy little thing.
Isn't it normal to get hurt?
Only this way will Ichiko care about me and feel sorry for me~
Unconsciously, a strange smile like one looking at prey appeared on Haruko's lips, and she just stared at Ichiko, who was squatting in front treating her injury.
When Ichiko's gaze fell upon her, Haruko quickly turned into a self-reproaching and wronged little pitiable person.
She asked tearfully, "Ichiko, am... am I very stupid?"
Ichiko put a bandage on Haruko, stood up, and smiled as she patted her head, "Yes, you've always been very stupid, boiling water is practically your lifelong enemy. You've been burned a few times before, haven't you? You never learn."
"I'm sorry..."
"Then be careful next time, okay?" Ichiko said this with concern, put away the first-aid kit, and went to clean the kitchen.
Then she skillfully brewed tea.
"What would Haruko like to drink?"
"Whatever you like~"
Haruko's answer made Ichiko's hand holding the cup tremble slightly.
Then she heard Haruko's voice again, "Anything is fine for me to drink, as long as Ichiko likes it."
A smile curved on Ichiko's lips.
She was always like this, so cute and lovable.
It's truly baffling that such cuteness also has a pathological side.
A cup of coconut juice and a cup of hot black tea were brought out together.
Haruko sat obediently on the sofa, her two slender legs not reaching the ground, her feet in white socks swinging back and forth, looking very cute.
This scene couldn't help but remind Ichiko of the time before they graduated from their third year of high school.
At that time, Yuna Ge had just gotten this apartment, and they were both surprised and curious.
Every weekend, they would live together here for two days.
Haruko back then was just like she is now. She would cook in the kitchen, and Haruko would sit here obediently watching TV.
As if she was constantly watching her.
Whenever she looked over, this cute little thing would respond with a warm and healing smile.
Is such a Haruko really a yandere?
Ichiko, who had relaxed because of the brief warmth, remembered her purpose for coming here again.
Testing!
She wanted to confirm whether this warmth was a temporary illusion or a permanent reality.
"Rumble—"
Thunder sounded outside, interrupting Ichiko's thoughts. She came back to her senses, and as she walked towards Haruko, the smile on her face gradually stiffened.
You can't hesitate, Ichiko!
This is all for Haruko's own good.
If she is a yandere, she must be treated, otherwise something will happen sooner or later.
She came to Haruko's side, placed both the juice and the black tea on the table, and just as she was about to speak, she saw Haruko take out a packet of powder from her pocket.
"Ichiko, would you like to add some of this?"
Ichiko looked at the packet of grayish-white powder curiously, "What is this?"
Haruko poured a cup of plain boiled water nearby, then poured a little of the powder into it, and said lightly, "This was prescribed at the Hospital back then. The Doctor Uncle said it's a benign medicine that can regulate the body and dispel fatigue. You can drink it like a beverage; he told me to add a little when I drink water normally."
As she spoke, she looked at Ichiko's slightly haggard face again, "Ichiko, your complexion looks a bit poor. You must have been very tired these past few days, why don't you add some too?"
Seeing that Haruko had prepared it for herself too, Ichiko didn't think much of it, "Thank you, Haruko."
"You need to rest well."
The powder was slowly poured into the black tea.
Then Haruko picked up the cup of coconut juice and took a small sip.
The sound of rain hitting the window was in her ears, and Haruko closed her eyes in enjoyment.
Ichiko held the black tea, seeming to hesitate about something.
For a moment, both of them fell silent.
The strong wind beat against the window, and a ghostly howling sound "whoosh whoosh" poured in through the gaps, making one's hair stand on end.
For some reason, the light seemed to dim slightly.
Ichiko held the black tea, turned her head, and looked seriously at the girl with tea-colored long hair beside her, "Haruko, I have something to tell you!"
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