This Japanese Monogatari Isn't Lame
Chapter 399 - 275: Can’t Look Directly (8000 Word Goal Achieved)_2

Chapter 399: Chapter 275: Can’t Look Directly (8000 Word Goal Achieved)_2

He was a bit curious.

Magong Tong, such a wealthy young girl, shouldn’t need to come to this business area primarily selling food ingredients, after all, her family was very rich and she didn’t need to cook for herself.

"I’m working part-time here," Magong Tong answered shyly.

"Part-time?" Beichuan Si was even more puzzled, "Did your family let you come here to get familiar with the family business so soon?"

"No, not at all! I started from the bottom as a store clerk! Because, because... Beichuan, you should know, I have a problem with social interactions. I wanted to use this part-time job opportunity... to improve myself. I can’t be useless anymore."

Magong Tong’s hands were clenched tightly, and her body was slightly trembling.

In fact, she was working at a supermarket chain owned by the Magong family where all the employees knew her identity. They would subconsciously take care of her a bit. Magong Tong was really grateful for those who had helped her.

Now was the time to test the results of her part-time work!

Magong Tong desperately raised her head, wanting to look directly into Beichuan Si’s face, but her gaze could only reach the lower two-thirds of his face before she dared not look up any further.

Observing such an earnest Magong Tong, Beichuan Si’s expression softened a bit, "In that case, I wish you success, Magong."

"I, I will do my best!" Magong Tong replied loudly.

It was the first time she had ever spoken so loudly to Beichuan Si.

As soon as she spoke in that tone, her face turned red at an astonishing speed.

It seemed she was still too shy.

Magong Tong bowed awkwardly to Beichuan Si once again.

Then she wished she could bury her head in the ground and started to trot forward.

Watching her receding figure, Beichuan Si felt somewhat impressed.

At least three months ago, Magong Tong could not have spoken so loudly.

Whenever he spoke with Magong Tong, Beichuan Si always had to consider his tone, afraid he might suddenly scare this little girl who was as jumpy as a hamster.

Now things had changed.

Even the hamster had grown up.

So then—

"When will my Hui Li grow up?" Beichuan Si couldn’t help but ponder this question.

But he couldn’t come up with an answer no matter how long he thought about it, and he eventually had to reluctantly dismiss the thought and headed deeper into the business district.

...

Beichuan Si was coming!

That was the first message Shen Gu Mirai received.

I can’t just lie around doing nothing!

That was the second message Shen Gu Mirai received.

"My room should look pretty tidy, shouldn’t it?" Shen Gu Mirai got up from her bed, drank some water, and glanced around her room.

Her room was decorated in a minimalist black and white style, with a light gray carpet on the floor and a black and white checkerboard feature wall beside the computer.

Further outside was the external balcony, where she placed some of her favorite small plants and pots.

Shen Gu Mirai usually watered them, but this cold was quite severe, so she had to temporarily leave those small plants alone.

"My room is pretty clean..." Shen Gu Mirai touched her head, coughed violently twice, then shuffled while wearing her white rabbit slippers, her pale face moving slowly towards the door to look down.

The living room hadn’t changed much.

She hadn’t gone downstairs much in the past two days, only leaving a few bowls and plates in the sink.

"Will Mr. Temple think I’m unhygienic?" She moved downstairs slowly, feeling a soreness all over her body, an indescribably uncomfortable sensation inside her bones.

Huh—

She exhaled heavily, and looked again at the dishes and utensils in the sink, realizing she could not manage to clean them now.

"I better not trouble Mr. Temple."

Shen Gu Mirai shrank her neck, feeling that her current condition was off, her normally efficient brain was foggy, and she was thinking about all sorts of nonsensical things.

She returned to her room, twisted open her balcony door, then contentedly drank some hot water and lay down.

Sleep a little more... Mr. Temple will be here after a little while...

She leaned on the bed, her eyes closing drowsily.

Then, she faintly heard a few voices of greeting from Beichuan Si, but the sounds slowly faded; she no longer paid attention, letting her body relax as she drifted off to sleep.

When she woke up again, it was night.

Seven twenty-three in the evening.

"Are you awake?" A calm voice sounded by her ear.

This overly familiar voice made Shen Gu Mirai barely open her eyes, tilting her head slightly while her soft, powerless hand propped against the bed’s edge as if she wanted to get up.

"You should stay lying down." Beichuan Si pressed down on Shen Gu Mirai, looking at her pale face and said calmly, "When I came over, you were already deep asleep. I just checked your temperature—it’s 39℃. The fever hasn’t subsided."

He had rung the doorbell when he arrived, but no one responded, so after waiting downstairs for a while, he climbed onto the balcony.

By then, Shen Gu Mirai’s cold had become very severe; whether he called her name or nudged her, the young girl didn’t react at all.

Initially, Beichuan Si planned to apply a cold compress and then take her to the hospital, but to his surprise, after a brief cold compress, her temperature subsided somewhat.

Reassured a bit by this, he went downstairs to cook some porridge. Just as he finished, he heard some noise upstairs and saw Shen Gu Mirai opening her eyes.

"Mr. Temple..." Shen Gu Mirai opened her mouth.

Beichuan Si handed her a bottle of warm water, understanding what she needed.

Watching her drink the warm water and seeing her complexion improve slightly, Beichuan Si swiftly took out a tissue and wiped away the water droplets still lingering on the corners of her mouth.

Cough cough—

Shen Gu Mirai couldn’t help coughing dryly.

This was the first time she had experienced such royal treatment.

Normally, Beichuan Si would never make such gestures.

"When I came over, I saw part of your blanket on the floor. Did you do anything when you got out of bed?" Beichuan Si asked while bringing over a bowl of steaming corn porridge.

He wasn’t sure what girls preferred to eat at such times, so he made a sweet porridge.

"Did I do anything getting out of bed...?" Shen Gu Mirai’s face stiffened, and her voice sounded uncertain, "I didn’t do anything, did I?"

If Beichuan Si knew that she had gotten out of bed just to wash a few dishes and that it worsened her cold, he would probably scold her again, right?

Especially since that was really ridiculous.

She didn’t manage to wash the dishes, and instead, she made her condition worse.

Beichuan Si watched her sip the porridge and couldn’t help frowning, "You didn’t go downstairs to wash those dishes and end up like this, did you?"

Shen Gu Mirai was the kind of girl who just might do something like that.

"..." Shen Gu Mirai.

Shen Gu Mirai shifted her gaze away, not daring to look at Beichuan Si.

"You were afraid I would think you’re messy, so you decided to go downstairs to clean the dishes, but halfway there, you realized you were too weak and went back upstairs to lie down. However, just going downstairs drained a lot of your energy and made your cold even worse, which led to my arrival, right?"

You already know, don’t you?

Shen Gu Mirai thought to herself while sipping the thick corn porridge.

She was beginning to suspect more and more that Beichuan Si had some sort of mind-reading technique; otherwise, how could he so easily figure out her intentions?

But the porridge Beichuan Si made was really good, and it seemed he even added some oats.

Seeing that Shen Gu Mirai wasn’t responding and noticing her pale face, Beichuan Si reflected for a moment and said, "You have a severe cold now, so I won’t say much to disturb you. But once your cold is over, we will have a serious talk about this."

Cough cough cough!!!

Shen Gu Mirai, who was still sipping the corn porridge, looked up, completely confused:

"Wait... Mr. Temple, I haven’t admitted to anything yet."

"Is that what happened?" Beichuan Si countered.

"Yes!" Shen Gu Mirai straightened up, earnestly responding.

Beichuan Si’s expression remained unchanged, "I’ll lecture you after your cold is better."

"...Okay." Shen Gu Mirai shrank her head back and took another sip of porridge.

Hmm, this porridge is really tasty.

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