Chapter 51

Making him get up at this point is no different from killing him, but the nurse also said that his sister's current physical condition does not allow him to indulge himself.

A fine layer of sweat appeared on Kurosawa Shiran's shoulders and back, and Rina had unbuttoned her black shirt until only one button remained.

He stared intently at Rina, his breathing heavy and rapid, and asked, "Going out to play?"

Their noses were touching, their breaths mingling, and Rina couldn't help but laugh as she looked at him.

“Sister, there’s a price to pay for doing bad things.” Kurosawa Shiran’s arms around Rina’s waist tightened, she took her hand, kissed her fingertips reverently, and said in a low, husky voice, “My hand is injured, so I’ll have to trouble you to take care of it, sister.”

......

At 10:30 p.m., the streetlights cast dim yellow light on the asphalt road, and occasionally a taxi would drive by from the opposite side of the street and quickly disappear at the end of the street.

Lina originally intended to go downstairs to buy a pack of cigarettes and some sleeping pills at the pharmacy, but she never expected that little rascal to cause such a commotion. Not only did he waste three hours in bed, but now even the fingertips holding the cigarette are trembling.

Are all young people so energetic?

Rina began to doubt herself, and stood under a streetlamp not far away, letting out a silent sigh.

Kurosawa Shiran was in a great mood, and the satisfied joy on his face was hard to hide. He was carrying the things he bought from the convenience store when he quickly stuck to her again, "When did you start smoking, sister?"

Rina hesitated for a moment. She didn't want to say anything, but after Kurosawa Shiran's position in her heart changed, she didn't want to be too wary of him.

"Back when I was at the research institute."

Kurosawa Shiran narrowed her eyes slightly where she couldn't see: "Can you tell me, sister?"

The smoke, carrying the coolness of mint, drifted into her throat, and Rina gave a bitter smile. "Perhaps it's because of seeing the children at the research institute that I felt fear towards drug research for the first time..."

Even though she had prepared all the data and conducted repeated experiments, she knew that the chances of the children fully recovering were extremely slim.

“But my sister did cure someone.” Kurosawa Shiran thought for a moment and added in a low voice, “Moreover, those people were sent to the research institute because they had nowhere else to turn and were clinging to a sliver of hope in the institute. My sister has done her best.”

Rina seemed a little surprised, and looked up at him. "Is there something you need?"

Kurosawa Shiran slowly approached her, encircling her from behind, and naturally rested his chin on her shoulder, whispering in her ear, "I don't really like the smell of smoke, and having too sensitive a nose isn't a good thing."

Rina laughed and said, "A puppy?"

“That’s my sister’s dog too,” Kurosawa Shiran lowered her eyes, her tone extremely gentle, “Do you think my kissing skills have improved?”

Rina's ears instantly burned. She took one last drag of her cigarette, stubbed it out, and threw it into the trash can, along with the newly bought pack of cigarettes.

"It's alright," she said dismissively.

If I say no, he'll be sad, but his kissing skills are really just so-so, especially his biting habit, which is really like a puppy's.

Kurosawa Shiran asked calmly, "Has your sister kissed anyone before?"

Rina: "Do you mind?"

“I know you won’t believe me if I say I don’t mind,” Kurosawa Shiran kissed Rina’s head. “I just want to know who that person is. It’s just a simple question. I won’t do anything. You have to believe me, sister.”

"..." Don't you think the last few sentences are too obvious?

Rina keenly sensed that the atmosphere was a bit awkward. She smiled and pulled away from his embrace. "I'm not stupid. I've seen pigs run even if I haven't seen pork before."

Kurosawa Shiran couldn't let her go. He grabbed Rina's hand, their hands pressed tightly together. "Then, could you teach me, sister? I'm young and my kissing skills are rusty."

Rina: "..."

Kurosawa Shiran's gaze fell on Rina's lips. He swallowed hard, even his breathing became softer. "Speaking of which, my sister made me sad a few days ago and hasn't comforted me since."

Lina was inexplicably blamed: "What did I say?"

Kurosawa Shiran said with great dissatisfaction, "My sister broke my peacock feathers when I was displaying my peacock tail."

Rina: "......"

She recalled that nothing had happened during Kurosawa Shiran's last visit to the hospital.

Except for the nurse who was on leave that day and couldn't give her a massage, Kurosawa Shiran wanted to take over the nurse's job, but she refused.

After thinking it over, Rina didn't know which of his shiny peacock feathers she had broken, but she was drawn to the arguing noises coming from around the street corner ahead.

"What are you talking about? Didn't we already propose to you?"

"Zongfang, do you even understand? I'll be thirty-one next year, and what I need is a stable family."

"But didn't we already agree that we'd wait until our jobs were officially hired and things were completely stable?"

“Zongfang, you are twenty-three years old now, and I am thirty-one. If we continue to delay, the risks of childbirth will increase. I still want to have a child of our own.”

"I didn't say I didn't want children."

The real problems pierced her heart like needles, but when Shizi spoke of them, he only avoided her questions. "Do you know what it feels like for a woman in her thirties to lie on a delivery bed?"

Zong Fang's expression turned serious, and his tone carried a hint of resentment. "We've been together for five years. Are you afraid I won't take responsibility? I know what you're worried about, but I can't even afford a down payment on a house right now. Don't you feel wronged to be getting married while renting a place? What's wrong with waiting a little longer?"

“My classmates and friends are all married, but I’m still playing house with you, fantasizing about the future every day. Since I decided to date you, I know your financial situation. I’ve already waited for you for five years, haven’t I suffered enough? You don’t understand my difficulties at all, and you don’t know how insecure I am. Do you still remember what you said when you proposed? You said we would get married after the new year, and now you’re telling me to wait! Wait until you’re thirty-five?”

"I'm not doing this for your own good. Marriage doesn't cost money, marriage doesn't cost money, having children doesn't cost money, raising children doesn't cost money? I don't want you to suffer with me, and I'm working hard to plan for the future. Am I wrong? I don't want to be that useless boyfriend your parents talk about," Zongfang's face flushed red as he glared at her angrily. "Why do you always bring up age when you talk?"

“You’re young, you can enjoy the present and plan for the future,” Shizi felt a sharp pain in her heart. She sniffed, tears still streaming down her face. “But you don’t dare to marry me. I’ve already said I don’t care about those things, but you haven’t even made a promise. If you’re dating me not for marriage, then what is it? Just playing around?”

Seeing her tears, Zong Fang felt as if his heart was being torn apart. He wanted to go forward and hug her, but his feet seemed to be rooted to the spot and he couldn't move.

He worked himself to the bone, staying up all night to catch up on projects, all he wanted was to earn money to support his family. He had already tried so hard, but why was he still powerless in the face of these problems... still unable to keep up with her pace.

Shizi took her handbag back from him, and came out from around the corner in her high heels. When she saw two more people standing not far away, she felt even more uncomfortable and quickly ran away.

Kurosawa Shiran clearly took it to heart, and paused for a moment.

Rina comforted him, saying, "Don't take it to heart."

"Don't take it to heart?" Kurosawa Shiran asked. "Has your sister thought about those issues?"

Rina smiled and said, "Let's go, it's time to go back."

Kurosawa Shiran revealed a subtle smile, but a deep, dark light seemed to flicker in his eyes.

The two leisurely returned to the hospital when a sudden clap of thunder rang out outside the window, followed by a downpour.

The raindrops pounded against the glass, the pattering sound inexplicably making me uneasy.

Rina stood by the window, her thoughts already drifting far away, her eyes deep and calm.

Kurosawa Shiran emerged from the bathroom, wearing only a white bath towel, the waist rope barely tied around her waist, revealing a slender waistline and a large, well-defined abdominal muscle. Her long, dark hair was wet and draped over her shoulders, water droplets sliding down her shapely neck, over her collarbone, and then into the towel, leaving small wet streaks on her skin, adding a touch of allure.

Perhaps because she had just taken a hot shower, the tips of her ears still had a faint pink tinge, creating a delicate contrast with her fair skin.

Lightning flashed across the night sky once more, and a towering shadow gradually enveloped her. He walked to Rina's side, reached out and pulled her into his arms, his damp nose gently brushing against the skin behind her ear. "Sister, what are you thinking about?"

A damp mist spread out, and Rina's heart was instantly thrown into turmoil.

Looking up, I noticed that moisture was still clinging to his eyelashes, and his eyes were filled with a surging desire and an almost primal possessiveness that was chilling.

She said, "I was daydreaming..."

Kurosawa Shiran pulled her into his arms and hugged her tighter, the veins on his arms bulging taut beneath his skin. "Sister, I've always been a person who values ​​desires."

His voice was deeper than before, with an indescribable hoarseness.

"...I still want more."

In the darkness, he pressed the person down onto the bed and used his knee to spread their long legs.

The two embraced, their breaths almost touching, and in addition, they could hear his heartbeat, slow and strong.

Rina looked into his eyes, leaned in, and, following her heart, placed a feather-light kiss on his lips.

"How come I never noticed before that your eyes are so beautiful, like the azure mist that permeates the Swiss mountains?"

The tone was extremely ambiguous.

Kurosawa Shiran felt a surge of heat in his heart, almost stopping his breath. His grip tightened unconsciously, pulling her closer into his arms. "Is my sister whispering sweet nothings to me?"

This little rascal, I don't know what he ate to grow up like this, his strength is astonishing. Rina gasped in pain, her dark eyes flashing with tiny glints as if bewitching people. She raised her hand and hugged his neck, forcing him to lower his head, and bit his ear and said, "I just think it looks good."

In an instant, Kurosawa Shiran pressed down on her thigh with one hand, a look of almost morbid satisfaction and pleasure appearing on his face.

He began to frantically think about how to make his sister willingly fall into depravity and become inseparable from him forever.

"Sister seduced me..."

"I guess so."

After receiving a faint response, the demands became even more frantic. The room was filled with the rumbling of thunder and rain, and only the increasingly uncontrollable panting could be heard.

Rina's consciousness gradually became confused, and her vision became blurred, making it almost impossible to distinguish between reality and dreams.

The surging tide of emotion swept over her without warning, and she could only hold onto the neck of the person in front of her as if she were clinging to a piece of driftwood on the sea.

...

The next morning.

Rina didn't know how long she had slept, but when she opened her eyes, it was already dawn.

This was the first time she had ever slept so soundly, but the swelling spread from her lower body to her entire body, and the excessive sexual activity made her temples ache slightly.

The culprit, seemingly startled by her presence, let out a soft groan, his arm around her waist tightened instinctively, and he kissed the top of her head, forming a tethered position.

“My sister is awake,” he said. “Is she feeling unwell?”

The morning light streamed through the gap in the curtains, casting a thin beam of light on the carpet. Rina, unable to discern the direction of the room, rubbed her temples and whispered, "The nurse will be coming to check on us soon."

Kurosawa Shiran felt her body temperature, her Adam's apple bobbed, and she couldn't help but lean closer. "Sister, lie down a little longer, it's still early."

Rina pushed the person away and asked suspiciously, "Weren't you already awake?"

"I can't help it, I love my sister too much, I didn't want to sleep all night," Kurosawa Shiran placed a light kiss on her lips, "You're so cute when you're asleep."

It makes people unable to resist the urge to bully it.

"......"

Rina struggled to sit up, glanced at Kurosawa Shiran's back, where several red marks were unavoidably left, and rubbed his head. "I have plans at ten o'clock, get up first."

Kurosawa Shiran's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her chest heaved. "Go to what?"

The emotions in his eyes began to become unreadable, as if he could never fill the emptiness in his heart, wanting to devour something, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

Rina didn't know what that look meant, but it was definitely when she started to lose control. The memories that suddenly flooded her mind and the horrific state of Takizawa Nanase's corpse really broke her down.

The feeling was like being abandoned by the world, imprisoned in a dark world, as if all struggles were in vain.

Even with her eyes closed, her mind couldn't help but recall every corpse she had ever seen.

Perhaps she will end up like Armstrong, trapped in loneliness and madness because of a life overshadowed by death and sin.

Kurosawa Shiran clearly noticed this as well, and probably wanted to comfort her.

Rina said, "I'll take you to see a musical."