Her dry throat was soothed, and a warm current seemed to surge through her entire body.
The water was gradually finished.
But breathing became increasingly difficult.
No... I can't breathe anymore.
"Huuu haaa—"
Finally, as she neared her limit, Ichiko's vision cleared again. She took deep breaths, her eyes seemingly containing a hint of tears, and looked at Haruko with difficulty.
The petite loli blinked, seemingly understanding Ichiko's meaning.
She smiled faintly, "Ichiko wants to ask why? Because I like you!"
"There's still half a glass of water left."
Ichiko's chest rose and fell continuously. She shook her head and said, "No need, I'm not thirsty anymore... No need."
"No!"
Powerless all over, she was completely unable to refuse Haruko feeding her. Soon, breathing became difficult again.
The time was short, but also long.
When Ichiko's consciousness recovered, Haruko had already placed a small incense burner on the table.
"Ichiko, you're sick. You can't leave until you're better. This little thing, I've tried it, it can help you relax your body really well. Just rest assured~"
After saying that, as if tidying up things in the room, she picked up a stack of books and walked towards the door.
That stack of books was very heavy, and Haruko swayed as she walked.
One of them suddenly dropped from her arms, but she didn't seem to notice.
She continued walking forward until she left the room.
It was also at this moment that Ichiko gradually regained a little strength.
But it was only a little, enough to barely get up. She felt that she couldn't even lift a pot of water right now.
Ichiko leaned against the headboard, covering her head with a headache. She frowned and muttered to herself, "What exactly is going on? Am I... being restricted by Haruko now?"
Her fingers inadvertently brushed over her lips, forcing herself to think rationally.
After a while, once she could get out of bed, she began to observe the room.
"From the layout, it's undoubtedly Haruko's room."
"The window is sealed shut, with breathing holes left."
"There's no way to see what's outside through the breathing holes. Listening to the sound, the rain has gotten smaller now."
"How long have I been asleep? Has this rain been continuous, or is it the second rain that has been falling for a long time?"
After checking, Ichiko slumped back onto the bed, her gaze fixed on the only exit here - the door.
But would Haruko let herself out?
Why did she do this?
After thinking it over, Ichiko could only show a bitter smile of regret.
Because of the test.
In this situation, whether she played the role of a yandere or not, she could easily cover it up, right?
Ichiko got up and picked up the book that Haruko had dropped on the floor.
"What a careless fellow, full of flaws."
She looked at the title.
"Love Her, Give Her Everything"
The cover showed two girls embracing, surrounded by blooming blood-red roses.
"Does Haruko usually like to read this kind of romance light novel?"
Having nothing else to do, she might as well learn about Haruko's preferences.
Although restricted, Ichiko's heart was still relatively calm. She knew deeply that Haruko wouldn't harm her, and once she recovered, she could easily subdue her.
Just wait a little longer.
Opening the table of contents, the content inside shocked Ichiko!
Chapter 1: I Like You.
Chapter 2: I Love You!
Chapter 3: Love You Love You Love You Love You Love You!
Chapter 4: My Hand, Do You Like It?
Chapter 5: It Hurts a Little, But the Congee, Is It Delicious?
Chapter 6: This Incomplete Me, Do You Still Like Me?
Chapter 7: You Said You Were Just Coaxing Me?
Chapter 8: Are You Afraid of Me?
Chapter 9: It's Okay, I Love You.
Chapter 10: Forever Together.
—End.
"This... What on earth is this!"
Her hand trembled, and Ichiko was so scared she couldn't even hold the book.
The content described in this book is undoubtedly about yanderes!
At this moment, Ichiko couldn't help but think of what Shin had said.
A person's personality can change due to social environmental factors, etc. With more exposure, at a naive age where one can't distinguish good from bad, one will unconsciously gravitate towards that side.
Even yearn for it.
Ichiko swallowed hard, "Haruko... has been reading this kind of book for a long time?"
No, maybe the table of contents is just a gimmick.
Ichiko picked up the novel and randomly opened a page.
The content was: The female protagonist asked the second female lead what she liked about her. The second female lead replied that she liked her soft little hands. The next day, the female protagonist cut off her own hand, wrapped and inlaid it with diamonds and crystals, made it into a specimen, and gave it to the second female lead.
Horrifying!
Ichiko felt cold sweat seeping from her back. This scene seemed familiar.
"Creak~"
The door opened.
Ichiko immediately hid the book behind her. In her eyes looking at Haruko, there was a hint of fear.
Haruko looked at Ichiko and tilted her head in confusion, "Ichiko, why are you looking at me like that? You're sick, I'm taking care of you."
Saying that, she walked in carrying a bowl of soup.
"It's time to eat."
Her behavior was extremely normal, as if she were truly taking care of a patient.
The smile on Ichiko's lips was stiff. She stared intently at the bowl of soup in front of her, the hand holding the book behind her back trembling slightly.
"Haruko... Actually, I... I'm not very hungry yet. How about we chat instead?"
"Not hungry?" The meaningful look in Haruko's eyes flashed and disappeared. She raised a simple smile, "Ichiko must be hungry after sleeping for so long. Okay, let's eat first. The takeout I just ordered should be delicious."
Hearing this, Ichiko let out a long breath.
She was so nervous that she even forgot that the Haruko she knew couldn't cook.
Ah, right, that was a novel after all.
A novel after all...
Secretly wiping away cold sweat, Ichiko heard Haruko ask again, "Ichiko, your strength has recovered a little, right? Can you eat by yourself, or do you need me to feed you?"
"No... no need." Ichiko thought of the scene where she had just been fed water and quickly waved her hand, "I can eat by myself."
However, what made her strange was that it seemed like a long time had passed, so why hadn't her strength recovered yet?
It was still only enough to barely move.
Without time to think further, Haruko had already brought over a chair and sat directly opposite her, placing her hands obediently on her lap, her crimson pupils looking at her expectantly.
As if she wanted to watch her drink the soup first, then eat the meal.
After such a long time, Ichiko was indeed hungry.
Only by eating enough could she regain her strength.
Scooping up the old hen soup with green onions, Ichiko cautiously sniffed it.
There were no other strange smells. It was indeed like the kind from outside shops, with a lot of MSG, smelling strong.
She blew on it a few times.
And brought it to her mouth.
Only... the moment she brought it to her mouth, Ichiko's hands trembled violently.
The spoon dropped to the floor, making a 'clink' sound.
Her terrified gaze looked at Haruko. The petite loli in front of her had leaned forward slightly at some point.
Her knees against her thighs, her hands propped on her cheeks as if covering her face, she looked at her with a beaming smile.
"Why aren't you eating, Ichiko... Is it not tasty?"
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