After I Rescued a Beautiful Woman From a Stalker, She Started Spoiling Me and Turning Me Into a No-Good Freeloader - Chapter 10 - Lap Pillow

Chapter 10 – Lap Pillow

Since then, a week has passed.

When I wake up in the morning, everything for brushing my teeth is prepared, and a towel is handed to me after washing my face.

There are clothes in the dressing room, and I’ve become quite accustomed to dressing with one hand.

It’s been a week now, and I’ve realized that I have no sensation in the middle two fingers of my left hand.

While I can still use my right hand to draw, it’s inconvenient to discover the fact that surprisingly I can’t use the fingers of one hand.

I can use my thumb and little finger without any problem, so I can still grip things.

The middle finger and the ring finger won’t do as I want them to.

It’s difficult to exert force, and even when I grip something, I can’t fully grasp it and it ends up floating.

Still, I can change my clothes. When I change into the clothes provided and leave the changing room, breakfast is already prepared.

I think it’s amazing that the menu is different every day.

There’s no cutting corners, and Sumire-san seems to decide what to cook based on how I look when I wake up.

I wonder how much they’re preparing for me?

The repertoire includes a Japanese set with rice and miso soup, a Western set with bread, soup, and salad, and a Chinese set with congee and pickles.

They’re all delicious.

When I said I wanted to pay for food…

“No, I want to cover all expenses until you recover from your injury!”

When I explained that it might inconvenience her parents…

“That’s no problem. This is the profit I got from my investment, so Youichi-san doesn’t have to worry about anything.”

“Investment?”

I couldn’t believe my ears at the unfamiliar words.

Even though I’m somewhat indifferent to things other than drawing, I’ve heard the word “investment” before. But I’m dumbfounded by the fact that a college student is doing it.

“Yes. My father runs a company, and since I was young, I’ve been taught some ways to increase money because I should know them myself.”

“Increase money through investment?”

Is it a change in the times? I have never learned how to manage money.

Especially since my parents paid for my art school, and even then, I had to borrow about a million yen in scholarships because it wasn’t enough. I somehow managed to work and pay off the debt over ten years. But I never thought about trying to increase my savings.

“Wow, that’s amazing. Sumire-san.”

“Is it? Well, I do have about three times the amount of what’s considered a lifetime salary for ordinary people, so I might be fortunate in that regard.”

Sorry, I don’t get what she means by lifetime salary.

Does that mean a lifetime worth of income? The average person’s annual income is around 3 million to 4 million yen, right? Assuming that you can work for about 40 years in your lifetime…that’s almost 200 million?!! And she has three times that amount?!!!

Whoaa!! She’s an amazing young lady.

“Ah, I can’t even imagine the numbers anymore.”

“Fufu, anyway, Youichi-san, I hope you just do what you want.”

No, even so, it’s too much.

After finishing breakfast, Sumire-san starts tidying up and cleaning.

The inside of the room is always clean, and I start practicing drawing, but I feel uneasy.

Anyway, when I do manage to concentrate, two or three hours pass in no time, and by the time I regain consciousness, lunch is ready.

Since I’m not moving around much, if I’m not very hungry, she’ll serve something simple like pasta or a sandwich.

But if I’m hungry, she’ll bring out something amazing like hamburger steak or fried chicken set meals.

I’ll definitely get fat if I keep this up, so after lunch, I go out for a walk.

Sumire-san also goes for a walk with me, so she applies sunscreen to me and hands me a long-sleeved shirt.

“UV rays are bad for the body, and if you get sunburned, you might get a fever with your current condition, Youichi-san.”

Seriously, how perfect can she get?! But I’m really grateful.

When we return, it’s bath time. With bandages still wrapped around me, Sumire-san wraps a garbage bag around my left arm and I change into swim trunks while she washes my whole body and head.

Since I struggled a lot on the first day, I’ve given up on washing myself.

Sumire-san also changes into a swimsuit and washes me, but through the mirror in the bathroom, I can see her two plump marshmallows swaying.

When I look through the mirror in the bathroom, my gaze and body sway as her body sways.

Thanks to sleeping pills, I can sleep at night, and my body is getting better and better. I feel like I have more energy than I did when I was working.

I think it’s the first time since my parents died that I’ve been so happy doing nothing but work.

“Youichi-san, what’s wrong?”

“Ah! Oh, um, I think I might be feeling a bit dizzy. I’ll go up first.”

“Are you okay?”

I wiped my body and returned to the living room.

It seems like I got really worked up because of some strange thoughts. Feeling dizzy, I lay down on the sofa in the living room.

Before I knew it, I had lost consciousness.

When I came to, a pleasant breeze was blowing on my face, and my head was surrounded by a very soft sensation.

“Huh?”

“Ah, you’re awake?”

I noticed two balls in front of my head. I can hear Sumire-san’s voice from the other side of the ball.

“I’m sorry.”

I tried to get up.

“Fufu, it’s okay. Please take your time.”

She put a hand on my shoulder and put me to sleep.

With her other hand, she fanned me gently.

It seems I was resting my head on her lap.

Although I can’t see her face due to her large breasts, the feel of her soft thighs warms my body.

“Youichi-san, you might feel like you’re getting better, but it seems like your previous fatigue is catching up to you, and your fever has gone up again. Don’t push yourself too hard.”

The energy I felt just now seems to have been a result of the fever.

Once again, I found myself being taken care of by Sumire-san.