You Will Regret This Ichinose! [146]

Stare—

Silky, silver hair.

A delicate, doll-like face.

Pale, porcelain skin, smooth and flawless.

And—

A completely flat chest ruining the aesthetic.

Uesugi Gen buried his face in his hands.

No. Nope. Absolutely not.

If he even thought about making a move right now, he’d probably be arrested by morning.

Besides, given her current physical condition, anything too stimulating wasn’t advisable. At least not until the medication he had given her had a full month to take effect and reduce her heart strain.

Until then—

All worldly desires had to be set aside.

Damn it.

If it weren’t for the dorm curfew, I could’ve just crashed at Honami’s place or maybe with Accomplice-san. Heck, if I put in enough effort, even Horikita-san might’ve let me in.

…But now?

Shower first.

As everyone knew—

For men, taking a shower was basically just boiling themselves like an egg.

…

Within minutes, Uesugi was out of the bathroom, feeling refreshed.

As he towel-dried his hair, his gaze drifted to Sakayanagi Arisu, still sleeping peacefully on his bed.

Then, he turned—

His gaming setup sat quietly in the corner of the room.

A smirk tugged at his lips.

Hah. Women.

Without hesitation, he shut off the lights and strode toward his computer.

That bastard yesterday said I was a longsword main?

Alright. Today, I’ll play longsword.

Booting up his PC, he put on his headset.

As the game’s epic orchestral music filled his ears, he cracked his knuckles.

Alright, let’s sharpen the blade first—

And now, for a Spirit Thrust!

What’s that? Why am I not using Water Strike?

Obviously because I’m gonna Spirit Thrust again.

Alright, softened it up—time for another Spirit Thrust!

Hold on, hold on, don’t yell at me yet—let me finish the combo.

One more! And another! And—huh?

Something felt… off.

Uesugi paused, lowering his headset.

Turning his head, he was met with an unexpected sight—

Sakayanagi Arisu, wide awake, sitting up in bed with his blanket wrapped around her.

She was leaning against the wall, quietly watching him play.

“…Oh my, I thought you were just going to keep making that character jump all night.”

For some reason, Uesugi could hear the grievance in her voice.

He sighed.

“Sakayanagi-san, please don’t just sit there in complete silence. You nearly gave me a heart attack.”

“I was going to get up, you know.”

“But then, a certain genius decided to take my cane, abandon me on the bed, and immerse himself in making his little on-screen character dance around.”

“…Cough.”

Okay, that was—

Yeah. That was on him.

Desperate to change the subject, he cleared his throat.

“Did you wake up because you needed the restroom?”

“No.”

Sakayanagi’s lips curved slightly.

“I want to take a bath.”

Uesugi glanced at her petite frame, then stated bluntly—

“Sakayanagi-san, I don’t have any kid-sized clothes for you.”

“#%!”

Her smile remained, but her voice took on a dangerous edge.

“Uesugi-kun, I am extremely upset right now.”

“…Alright, alright, I give up.”

With a sigh, he extended his hand.

“Then allow me, madam.”

Sakayanagi Arisu, ever the lady, elegantly placed her hand in his.

As he helped her up, he slipped her cane back into her grasp.

“Be careful in there. Don’t slip and fall or—”

Or else, her father might just challenge me to a 1v1 deathmatch tomorrow morning.

“No need to worry. I’ve lived alone in my dorm for an entire semester without incident.”

That… was true.

Kamuro Masumi, as her loyal follower, obviously couldn’t stay in her dorm to take care of her.

And during the deserted island exam, Sakayanagi had remained behind at the school alone.

She wasn’t as fragile as he had momentarily assumed.

It was just that her antics tonight had thrown him off.

…

Unlike Uesugi’s scald-and-go approach to bathing, Sakayanagi Arisu took a leisurely twenty minutes before finally emerging.

Her porcelain skin glowed with a faint pink hue, remnants of warmth from the bath.

Moisture still clung to her body, accentuating her already pale complexion.

Her usual pristine aura was now coupled with a subtle, lingering warmth.

But—

Uesugi wordlessly glanced at the clothes he had chosen for her.

And struggled.

Not to laugh.

Normally, when Honami or Accomplice-san wore this set, their figures filled it out beautifully.

Sakayanagi, on the other hand…

Well.

She was cute.

Small. But cute.

Sakayanagi’s violet eyes narrowed.

“…Your gaze feels rather inappropriate.”

Cough.

“What? You’re imagining things.”

Uesugi quickly looked away.

And then—

Click.

Sakayanagi Arisu turned off his computer.

“An excellent gentleman wouldn’t ignore a lady in his room for the sake of a trivial hobby.”

Uesugi twitched.

His gaze locked onto his darkened screen.

Sakayanagi-san…

This is just revenge, isn’t it?

“You are a petty woman.”

Sakayanagi only smiled.

“Now then—”

She gracefully seated herself.

“Please dry my hair, Uesugi-kun.”

“…If I refuse, you won’t break my PC, will you?”

“Of course not.”

She chuckled, covering her mouth.

“That would be quite unladylike of me.”

Then, with an ever-so-sweet smile—

“I’ll simply cut your internet cable instead.”

What a terrifying woman!

If she couldn’t beat the game, she’d physically eliminate the player.

“…Fine, fine. I surrender. I was getting bored of it anyway.”

Uesugi sat her down on the bed, positioning her in front of him.

Grabbing the hairdryer, he switched it on.

The warm air hummed as he ran his fingers through her damp silver locks, carefully brushing through them.

Strands of silver glowed under the light, reflecting a soft luster.

Her freshly washed hair was smooth, slightly damp, carrying a faint floral scent.

As he gently worked through the strands, Sakayanagi Arisu let out a pleased sigh.

“…My, my. You’re quite gentle, Uesugi-kun.”

Her voice was softer than usual.

“…Hurry up and dry it. It’s almost one in the morning.”

“And what about you?”

She lazily opened one eye.

“Going to keep playing your little game?”

“Cough.”

“Jumping around all night isn’t healthy, you know.”

“Excuse you—Spirit Thrusting is a valid playstyle.”

Sakayanagi chuckled.

“If you want someone to do something, you should set an example, don’t you think?”

Patting the space beside her, she added—

“The bed is big enough. You won’t try anything.”

“So I won’t mind.”

“Staying up all night is nothing new for me.”

“…If you insist—”

She suddenly reached for the keyboard.

“I’ll just break it, then.”

“…Alright, fine.”

With a long sigh, Uesugi climbed into bed.

Click.

The lights went out.

But this time—

Uesugi actually lay down.

“…Uesugi-kun, turn toward me.”

“This position is uncomfortable.”

“…Fine.”

He shifted.

And immediately—

A petite frame slid into his arms.

Her small body curled into his, fitting perfectly in his embrace.

Light. Warm. Soft.

Like holding a delicate porcelain doll.

Her head nestled beneath his chin, carrying a sweet, alluring scent.

Uesugi frowned slightly.

Same shampoo.

Why does it smell so good on her but feel weird on me?

Then, in the darkness—

A quiet whisper.

“…Uesugi Gen.”

“…Hm?”

“You’re mine.”

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T/N: HHHHHHHHHHUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

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