CH 65

“H-hey! Lilia, what are you doing?”

“Uwaa. This is… real bad…”

Lilia was on the bed, her face bright red.

Her eyes were glued to the doujinshi so much that she didn’t even notice that I was here.

I hurriedly took the doujinshi away from Lilia.

” —Hey! Give it back to me! I was just in an exciting scene!”

Next to Lilia were Ajiro-senpai’s other doujinshi.

Most likely, she rummaged through my bag before I came back.

Although they are all thin books, and not much time has passed so this is the only book Lilia has read.

I checked the book and let out a sigh of relief.

“This title was… good, this is still a safe one…”

“Safe! With this! Brother-sister romance is more strictly regulated in America than guns!”

“Then you shouldn’t look at it anymore. And you shouldn’t go through people’s stuff without permission…”

“No! I’ve never seen another manga so exciting, so immoral, so curious! The author is a genius! Let me read them all!”(E/N: Totally now how I feel too!)

With that said, Lilia reaches for other doujinshi.

(No, don’t! Especially books with that many exposure!)

I immediately held all the doujinshi in my left arm and moved them away from Lilia.

“No, you can’t! This is… because these are special books!”

“What’s your problem~! Let~me~read~!”

Lilia tried to take her doujinshi from my arm and she grabbed me.

“No, you can’t! And, don’t pull my cheeks!”

“What a cheapskate! Such chewy cheeks!”

And just like that, the fight began on the bed.(E/N: WTF?)

Lilia’s obsession with the doujinshi was tremendous, and she relentlessly pulled my shirt, pants, and cheeks.

It seems that Ajiro-senpai’s work is as addictive as drugs, and must be regulated by law.

I couldn’t get enough of it, so I used my free right hand to roughly push Lilia to the bed.

“Hey! Don’t be violent! Be quiet!”

At that moment, the door to the hospital room opened.

” —Oh, the door is unlocked. Yamamoto, I brought breakfast for you today… huh?”

For some reason, only today, when Kashiwagi-san came to bring breakfast, she saw.

—She saw a man holding an elementary school girl down on the bed and holding a rather questionable doujinshi in his left hand.

“…”

“……”

“Leave~me~!”

Only Lilia’s voice of desperate resistance echoed in the hospital room.

Kashiwagi-san dropped the Ramune Cigarette from her mouth with a plop.

“… Yamamoto, it’s all right. We can’t do anything about what’s done, I’ll atone for my sins with you. Let’s rehabilitate together.”

“You’ve got it all wrong! It’s a misunderstanding!”

And my desperate cries echoed throughout the hospital room.