My System Always Wants to Force Me to Confess
Chapter 79: Tearing Off the Disguise

Chapter 79: Chapter 79: Tearing Off the Disguise

Does Shirakawa Sawahei care if he’s disturbing Asano Nazuki’s rest?

Of course not.

The little girl isn’t suffering from any serious illness needing bed rest. It’s just a mild illness like a cold, not something to be too cautious about.

But even if he doesn’t care, using this reason to dissuade Tsukimi Sakurazawa is quite effective. She fell silent upon hearing it.

"Well... alright then..."

"But if Kaori doesn’t get better by tomorrow, I’m definitely going to see her!"

Shirakawa Sawahei made a noncommittal sound. Today, he’s visiting Asano Nazuki mainly to probe what happened to her. As for what happens tomorrow after probing, he couldn’t care less.

"Are you guys going to participate in the cultural festival activities?" After a silence in the activity room, Shirakawa Sawahei asked again.

"What activity? The one from our class?"

"The competition organized by the student council."

"Oh~ that one. It looks interesting, but I think being an audience member is more fun than going on stage."

Shirakawa Sawahei smiled as he patted Tsukimi Sakurazawa’s head like a dog.

Great! That way I don’t have to worry about bumping into acquaintances.

"Hey~ Shirakawa! What are you doing!"

"Nothing, just suddenly thought you did great."

"Then don’t compliment me like a pet!"

...

After the club activities ended, Shirakawa Sawahei first sent a message to the little girl, telling her he would visit.

After a while, still not receiving a reply, Shirakawa Sawahei directly called her.

This number was actually given to him by Tsukimi Sakurazawa since Asano Nazuki and he hadn’t exchanged numbers yet—though the little girl intended to, Shirakawa Sawahei always avoided her.

It didn’t take long for a displeased female voice to come from the other end of the phone: "Not buying a house or a shop!"

Darn telemarketers, even calling me.

Asano Nazuki angrily pressed the keys in front of her, her small face puffed up like an annoyed little pufferfish.

Detestable black-hearted woman, detestable pretty boy, one day, I’ll make you both kneel and repent before Lord Kaori!

Just as she was about to continue her big dreams, a voice from the other end of the phone startled her: "Asano... it’s me."

???

Pretty boy!

Asano Nazuki instantly froze, then switched to a sweet tone, "Ah~ it’s Shirakawa... a friend answered the phone just now... sorry about that..."

"Hey! Kaori! Why are you so gentle with him! He didn’t even introduce himself first, so foolish!"

"Michi-chan, don’t be like that. Shirakawa is a good person, he’s helped me a lot."

Asano Nazuki was playing both roles on the other end of the phone, vividly acting out a small dialogue. Thanks to her high level of music skills, the two voices sounded completely like they came from different people.

"Hmph! He sounds like a foolish, bad, dense guy. I don’t want to meet him! I’m leaving!"

"Hey~ Michi-chan, don’t you want to get to know Shirakawa?"

Shirakawa Sawahei: "..."

We are the protagonists... We won’t laugh, please go ahead.

After holding back laughter for a while, he finally said, "It’s nothing special, I just wanted to see if you saw the Line message."

"Line message?" Asano Nazuki was taken aback and said: "I was busy just now..."

"Oh, since that’s the case, I’ll get straight to the point."

"I was assigned by the teacher to represent the class to visit you and bring you some notes."

"Huh?"

"No need to be polite," Shirakawa Sawahei said considerately, "We’re all classmates."

Asano Nazuki: ???

"Um, maybe not. My room is quite messy, it’d be embarrassing if Shirakawa saw it."

"Then let’s meet in the living room."

"Liv... Living room... I’m sick! I can’t get out of bed!"

"Hmm? Do you have a fever?"

"Yes!" Asano Nazuki hurriedly replied.

"Then I’ll bring you some fever medicine," Shirakawa Sawahei said gently, "Don’t let it fry your brain."

"Eh? That, uh... Shirakawa..."

Did... did he hang up?

Asano Nazuki gnashed her teeth, wishing she could immediately appear in front of Shirakawa Sawahei and bite him. This damned pretty boy! Usually doesn’t behave well, and now he suddenly acts all gentle! Does he have a screw loose!

How can I see anyone in my current state!

On the other end, after hanging up the phone, Shirakawa Sawahei’s mouth gradually curved into a smile.

The little girl seems quite nervous, could she really be hiding something?

His curiosity piqued, Shirakawa Sawahei decided to visit her home for a good check.

The train soon reached the station, and after walking two blocks, Shirakawa Sawahei arrived at the destination—an address filled in by Asano Nazuki’s family information. It looked like a hotel-style apartment, quite posh.

Following the directions, he found the corresponding floor and rang the doorbell.

No one answered.

He called Asano Nazuki’s phone again. The little girl on the other end coughed a couple of times and weakly said: "Shirakawa... there’s a spare key under the mat... just come in..."

Shirakawa Sawahei acknowledged and, after hanging up, started to chuckle coldly.

This one, when talking just now, was so full-voiced, and now she looks all feeble, like she’s been sapped of energy?

Entering, bright light shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows into the apartment. Thanks to the high ceiling, Shirakawa Sawahei could even see the unsetting sun through the expansive view of the windows.

No wonder affluent people can afford such good views.

Recalling his own tiny apartment, Shirakawa couldn’t help but sigh.

"Shirakawa... you’re here~" Asano Nazuki said, then coughed twice more, showing a pale smile.

In the room, the little girl Asano Nazuki lay on the bed, wearing a mask, with a towel on her forehead, looking as if she really had a fever.

Seeing this, Shirakawa Sawahei walked over to set down his bag and asked, "Are you okay, Asano?"

"I’m fine..."

"What’s your temperature?"

"Almost 38℃, but nothing serious..."

"Oh." Shirakawa replied, instinctively wanting to help Asano Nazuki change the towel on her head.

Asano Nazuki quickly grasped Shirakawa Sawahei’s hand, shocked: "Shirakawa! What are you doing!"

Shirakawa Sawahei was taken aback by her readiness to perceive him as a threat, confused, "Changing your towel..."

Why does she act like I’m going to molest her? Do I look like someone who doesn’t understand the law?

"No, no need!" Asano Nazuki stiffened, squeezing out a phrase: "It was just changed..."

"Didn’t... didn’t you say you couldn’t get out of bed? Is there anyone else at home?"

Shirakawa Sawahei said as he stood up. If the little girl’s parents were home, he still had to meet with them, regardless of what trick the little girl was playing. It’s a matter of courtesy.

"No... they just went out!" Asano Nazuki felt her acting was mentally exhausting her.

During a short period, from her real residence, she drove over to this apartment. In between, she had to change clothes, apply makeup—no famous actress with a salary in the millions is as devoted and hard-working as she is!

"I see."

Shirakawa Sawahei casually glanced around the room, commenting as if by chance, "Asano’s room is quite simple and neat, huh."

"It’s just different personal preferences..."

If someone like Hayakawa Kashi made such a remark with her cool and aloof demeanor, he might barely believe it. However, coming from Asano Nazuki, it wasn’t very convincing.

A girl’s room usually has a faint fragrance, but I can only smell a hint of air freshener.

And the room’s layout... the placement of items...

If manga isn’t lying, the only conclusion is that the one lying is Asano Nazuki.

This room clearly hasn’t been lived in much!

Shirakawa Sawahei wandered around for a bit but didn’t rush to expose it. He engaged in idle chatter with Asano Nazuki, silently waiting for the little girl to slip up.

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