"It's not as exaggerated as you make it sound!" Yukiko glared at him in annoyance. "How about you sleep in the wardrobe then?"
"I'm not Doraemon. I have a nose and I need to breathe," Hayashi Shuichi pointed at his face. "I was only in there for a little while and I was already sweating buckets. If I have to use your clothes to wipe my sweat again, don't you dare..."
"Fine, forget it!"
Yukiko pouted and gave him a light kick. "You just want to sleep on the bed, don't you? You can sleep here, but no funny business!"
"I promise I'll just sleep, I definitely won't do anything else!" Hayashi Shuichi immediately raised his hand to swear, his gaze both sincere and serious.
"If you dare to move around recklessly, I'll use scissors to..."
Yukiko made a cutting motion with her fingers. By the time she finished the sentence, she was the one who felt embarrassed; her voice grew smaller and smaller, and her cheeks turned so red they looked ready to drip blood.
"You sleep on the side by the window."
Yukiko picked up her plush dolls and lined them up one by one in the middle of the bed, like a small fortress wall dividing the bed into two sections. "No crossing the line!"
"What if I'm sleeping at night and accidentally roll over..."
Before Hayashi Shuichi could finish, he was indignantly interrupted by the girl.
"If you dare to try anything, I'll never talk to you again!" Yukiko glared at him. "I mean it!"
Seeing Hayashi Shuichi looking indifferent, she anxiously picked up a plushie and hit him with it. "Did you hear me?"
"I got it," Hayashi Shuichi yawned and stretched. "It's been an exhausting day. I'm so sleep—"
Halfway through the word, he suddenly stopped. The sleepiness on his face vanished instantly, replaced by awkwardness.
"Now what?" Yukiko asked irritably.
"I..." Hayashi Shuichi scratched his head sheepishly. "I need to pee."
Yukiko looked at him speechlessly, her fists clenched tight. Her parents were currently in the living room. Although the apartment had two bathrooms, one was inside her parents' master bedroom, and to get to the other one, he would definitely have to pass through the living room.
"Hold it in!" Yukiko poked his chest and said fiercely, "Don't cause trouble for me!"
"Holding it in isn't good for the body," Hayashi Shuichi said innocently, his expression slightly contorted from the effort. "If it affects... something... you'll be the one suffering in the future."
"What does that have to do with me?" Yukiko blinked, stunned.
Hayashi Shuichi chuckled twice without explaining. This attitude of his immediately made the girl realize the hidden meaning.
"You rogue! You pervert!" Yukiko, embarrassed and angry, threw a barrage of plushies at him.
After a bit of a scuffle, Hayashi Shuichi regained his serious face. "I really can't hold it much longer. Do you have any beverage bottles here? Let me make do with one!"
"There are drinks in the fridge," Yukiko sighed and stood up helplessly. "I'll go get one for you now!"
A moment later, the girl walked back in holding two large bottles of barley tea. "These should work, right?"
"Well, the capacity is enough, but the bottle opening..."
Hayashi Shuichi frowned at the tea bottle in his hand, then looked down at himself. "Are you looking down on me? I usually use the 'Nutrition Express' size. Didn't you see the size of it just now?"
"...It does seem a bit small," Yukiko said with a red face, looking at the tea bottle. Inevitably, the "scenery" she had seen earlier flashed through her mind. She couldn't help but complain in a small voice, "Why does it have to be so big!"
"You'll understand the benefits of it being big in the future," Hayashi Shuichi urged impatiently. "Hurry up and get a bigger bottle!"
"But we only have these at home," Yukiko spread her hands helplessly. "I can't exactly go out and buy one now. At this hour, the convenience store at the apartment entrance is long closed. Even though there's a 24-hour one nearby, but..."
The girl looked at the window. The rain outside was falling even harder than before, pitter-pattering against the glass and forming curtains of water. "...Sigh, I'll go buy it."
"Forget it," Hayashi Shuichi shook his head. The rain was so heavy that even with an umbrella, she would definitely get wet. He couldn't bear to let her suffer.
"Then what do we do now?" Yukiko asked.
"Find me a pair of scissors," Hayashi Shuichi thought for a moment.
"Scissors?" Yukiko was startled. "Even if you 'cut' it, it'll still leak out, won't it?"
"What are you thinking?" Hayashi Shuichi rolled his eyes at the girl, caught between laughter and tears. "I want to use the scissors to make a funnel!"
Hearing this, Yukiko felt relieved and took a pair of scissors from the drawer.
Hayashi Shuichi took the scissors and quickly cut off the top of one bottle to make a funnel, then trimmed the opening so it could be fitted into the bottle below. Having finished the preparations, he really couldn't hold it anymore and began to pull down his pants in a hurry.
Yukiko let out a startled cry, quickly turning around with a flushed face and covering her eyes tightly with both hands.
Even if she couldn't see, she could still hear the sound. Just thinking about what the boy behind her was doing made Yukiko's heart beat so fast it felt like it would jump out of her chest.
"...Refreshing!" Hayashi Shuichi let out a long, comfortable sigh of relief.
"Are you done?" Yukiko asked cautiously.
"Done."
"Really done?" Yukiko confirmed again. She didn't want to see that face-reddening "scenery" ever again.
"Really done," Hayashi Shuichi put the bottle down. "How do we handle this?"
"What else can we do!" Yukiko finally dared to turn around, giving him an embarrassed and annoyed look. "You can't go out, so I have to take it to the bathroom and pour it out."
The girl bit her lower lip, staring at the barley tea bottle with a face full of reluctance.
"Sorry for the trouble," Hayashi Shuichi scratched his head, feeling a bit guilty. In the era he traveled from, if he dared to ask a girlfriend to do such a thing, he'd probably be facing a "three-year warning" immediately.
"It's good that you know I'm working hard!"
Yukiko gave a charming huff, her small nose twitching slightly. "Don't you dare make me angry again!"
She held up a slender finger and waved it in front of Hayashi Shuichi. "No more peeping at me changing, no more mentioning the bear panties, no more—"
The girl rattled off several "no mores." Seeing Hayashi Shuichi nodding like a chicken pecking at grain, she finally felt satisfied. She picked up the bottle and walked out of the bedroom.
The liquid in the bottle sloshed gently with her movements. Yukiko suppressed her shame, carefully holding this "hot potato."
Just as she reached the living room, she came face-to-face with Mr. Fujimine coming out of the kitchen.
"Eh?"
Mr. Fujimine pushed his gold-rimmed glasses up the bridge of his nose, his gaze landing on the barley tea bottle in his daughter's hand.
"I was wondering where the barley tea I bought at noon went. Turns out you took it," he smiled and reached out. "Give it here quickly, Daddy is already dying of thirst..."
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