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Given this guy's often terrible personality, he was originally universally disliked.
However, his impeccable facial features give this guy an outstanding appearance.
Even if they get angry, as long as it's not too outrageous, most girls won't find it annoying.
At the same time, it was unimaginable that this guy was even more skilled at cooking than her.
It was truly unimaginable to her that she could associate such a person with a terrible personality with this aspect.
They are completely out of place.
Then again, she had to admit it.
If the other person has a gentle personality and speaks softly, they might not be very popular with girls.
Yukinoshita thought of the two girls she had already sent home, and her anger surged again, making her grit her teeth in hatred.
She found this guy's behavior of harassing pretty girls extremely repulsive.
She stared silently at his back, hesitated for a moment, then gently bit her pink lips and slowly pressed her fair cheek against his.
I could feel the warmth emanating from the other person through their clothes.
Yukina didn't know for a moment.
Is it my own cheek temperature that's rising, or is this guy's body temperature just too high?
It's just...too hot.
It was even hotter than when my older sister and Yui-hama came close to me.
It was so hot that even her fair face was covered in tiny beads of sweat.
Hot...
She panicked... and wanted to escape.
Before Yukinoshita could think further, Shirakawa suddenly blurted out another sentence.
"It's a long night, and it's still so early. Yukino, should I take you to the hospital first?"
Yukinoshita's face changed slightly, but she didn't choose to raise her little head.
Instead, she nestled closer to his back, her cherry lips parting slightly as she murmured in a muffled voice.
"No need, you can just take me home."
“I have a first-aid kit at home, there’s no need to go through all that trouble.”
Perhaps due to injury or shyness, the cold, clear voice under the snow was completely different from usual.
Shirakawa listened to her voice, which possessed a uniquely feminine softness.
His body trembled slightly, and he felt a secret sense of satisfaction.
It might be a bad idea to say it when someone is injured.
But I have to admit, I did feel a little secretly pleased.
After all, Yukino Yukinoshita has such a delicate and graceful demeanor.
He really... had never seen it before.
Feeling her soft, white hands tightly hugging his neck.
The delicate fragrance emanating from her hair did indeed make Shirakawa's heart flutter.
He quickly shook his head, snapping back to reality.
To distract himself, he looked toward the distant, hazy neon lights that flickered in various colors.
Shirakawa said this.
"Under the snow, how serious is your ankle injury?"
"These things shouldn't be ignored. If they are serious, it's best to go to the hospital for a checkup."
"Do you know that if something bad happens to you, it will be too late to regret it?"
"Many things are caused by minor injuries first, and these things are very serious."
Yukino listened quietly to his eloquent words, feeling no impatience whatsoever.
Therefore, this guy, who often liked to make her angry, was genuinely concerned about her this time.
His tone was gentle and concerned.
This guy, who likes to go around horny, finally showed her some concern this time.
Her mood couldn't help but become smug.
The thought of this.
Beneath the snow, a hint of smugness flickered at the corners of her mouth and in her bright, clear eyes.
The corners of her beautiful mouth curled up, revealing a smile she couldn't hide.
"Ah."
After giving a slightly shy, soft "hmm," Yukinoshita decided not to say anything more.
Lying on the other's back, their eyes gazed at the scenery of the residential courtyards along the streets, illuminated by dappled moonlight.
The bright and beautiful scene instantly lifted my spirits.
The night sky was filled with stars, and the streets were quiet.
After a short while without any response, Shirakawa thought to himself with some surprise.
"Yukinoshita, this time you're not even offering any explanation..."
He was indeed somewhat puzzled, as Yukinoshita was now so different from before.
She became less talkative, and more reserved and timid.
After being injured, can a person's vulnerable nature be magnified to this extent in an instant?
Yukinoshita looks like an injured cat right now; she truly lives up to her name, Nyano.
But despite thinking this way, he didn't choose to ask.
Yukinoshita stretched her wrists, her emotions running particularly hard.
Now that things have come to this, she feels somewhat complicated and strange.
The figure receded into the distance.
In the end, neither side chose to speak.
......
Not long after, Yukinoshita opened the door to her apartment.
After many years, when Shirakawa-shiki came to visit again, Yukinoshita's state of mind was completely different.
However, her mind had recovered considerably by then.
His tone also returned to its cool and aloof tone.
Shirakawa gently helped her sit down on the sofa, then said softly.
"Yukinoshita, where is your medicine box? Tell me and I'll go get it."
Yukino frowned in pain and replied, "It's inside the cabinet next to the TV cabinet. You can see it as soon as you open it."
"Okay, wait for me a moment."
Shirakawa quickly brought over the medicine box, only then noticing that Yukinoshita was slightly bending over, rolling up the cuffs of her yukata.
Under the living room lights, her calves swayed, revealing a dazzling, snow-white sheen.
Shirakawa's eyes brightened slightly, and he said, "Yukinoshita, do you need my help?"
Upon hearing this, Yukino lowered her eyebrows slightly, secretly blinked, and said in a cold tone.
"No need. If outsiders help with this kind of injury, it might make it worse."
"I can do it myself."
"Anyway, thank you for going to all the trouble of bringing me back, Shirakawa-kun."
Shirakawa pursed his lips, then acted as if he were one of the group.
He poured himself a glass of water and said.
"You're kicking me out already? You know I brought you back; I was exhausted just now."
"I'm not very strong right now. This is a distance of several kilometers, it's really not easy."
Seeing his listless appearance, Yukino continued to tend to his injuries.
She glanced at him briefly, then ignored his words.
Was he exhausted?
This guy's physical abilities are beyond standard; in fact, from what she observed, he carried someone for so long.
When she returned home, she wasn't even out of breath or red in the face, making everyone think she was a superhero.