After I Rescued a Beautiful Woman From a Stalker, She Started Spoiling Me and Turning Me Into a No-Good Freeloader - Chapter 30 - Youichi-San Will Die Without Me [Sewa Sumire’s POV]

Chapter 30 – Youichi-San Will Die Without Me [Sewa Sumire’s POV]

[Sewa Sumire’s POV]

When my family met Youichi-san, the reaction from my family was better than I expected, so I was satisfied.

Both Mom and Yumi must have noticed the hunger for love in Youichi-san’s heart, just like me.

Youichi-san may not realize it himself, but there seems to be a lack of self-value somewhere within him.

He may seem dull and unreliable, but standing up to a stalker with a knife is not something a person would normally be able to do.

It’s like he doesn’t value himself somewhere, and it frustrates me.

Perhaps he received love from his parents. But then, he lost such loving parents and was left to live alone in loneliness. Maybe it’s because he poured all those feelings into his talent that he could draw illustrations that moved people so much.

So, if Youichi-san were to understand love, he should be able to create even more wonderful pieces.

“Hey, Sumire.”

“What is it, Mom?”

“Take good care of Youichi-kun. He’s really wonderful.”

On the day Mom and Yumi modeled for Youchi-san, Mom and Yumi looked at me at the exit of the apartment.

“That’s right. He’s a really strange person. He’s not particularly good-looking, but I just can’t leave him alone… I think he’s cute. If Onee-chan doesn’t want him, I want him for myself.”

“No way. Youichi-san is my benefactor who saved me, the person I found.”

“I know~! Hah~, if I had been the one saved, I could have had You-nii.”

“Someday, someone like that will appear for Yumi too.”

“Yes. I guess so.”

My family taught me the importance of giving love, especially Mom.

And when I found someone I wanted to pour my love into, I wanted to give it my all…

I’ve always hated the way my male classmates looked at me and the way they acted.

Rather than looking for love, they looked more like hungry beasts swarming around for food, they didn’t seem human.

The same can be said of my stalker, whose eyes weren’t looking at me out of love, but instead were looking at me out of lust and desire.

However, even though Youichi-san lusts for my body, somewhere in his heart resigned himself, turning his face away, acknowledging it as impossible.

I think that the many acts I have done would probably cause a normal man to lose his sanity. But, Youichi-san lacks self-confidence. He gives up, looks down on himself, and doesn’t seek me like a beast, even if he wants my body.

I saw the two off and returned to the room.

Youichi-san then spent several days working on adding details to finish the picture of the two models.

I’m looking forward to seeing Youichi-san’s shining face while working so seriously, I just love looking at it very much. I won’t show this to Mom or Yumi.

Fufu, the two of them were really happy that Youichi-san worked so hard to draw them.

But what makes Youichi-san so wonderful is not just his talent. It’s his focus while working and the sloppy appearance he shows only when concentrated. It’s because he trusts only me that he shows this side.

I made bite-sized hand-rolled sushi to make it easier to eat and offer it to Youchi-san’s mouth.

Even though he’s concentrating, he still eats from my hand.

When Mom and Yumi were here, he would have refused to eat like this. The vulnerability he shows only to me now is simply adorable.

“You’ll die without me.”

If I concentrate, I won’t even eat.

Once he gets concentrated, he doesn’t eat. He doesn’t drink. He doesn’t go to the bathroom. He doesn’t even bathe. His concentration is truly incredible.

Youichi-san, who feels like he’s missing something, shows great talent and concentration while being taken care of by me.

He accepts everything in his vulnerable state.

And then I realized it.

Can I do whatever I want with Youchi-san?

He trusts me with his meals, what else can I do?

When I hugged him and called out to him, he regained consciousness.

What if I try taking off his clothes?

With that in mind, I unbuttoned his shirt and everything came off…

“Oh, are we going to the bath? Sorry, I still can’t use my left arm.”

Apparently, my act of taking off his clothes was misunderstood as taking a bath.

“That’s right. It’s time to take a bath.”

I decided to go with the flow and invited him to the bath.

Next is sleep.

If I leave Youichi-san alone, he would concentrate for hours, so I guided him to bed.

When I speak to him while he’s working, he’s conscious, but his brain is in a daze from all the concentration he had to put into it.

If I don’t give him strong stimulation, he will respond to my guidance.

When we got into bed and started kissing…

“Nnnnn, a-ah! A kiss! W-we’re on the bed! I-it’s time to sleep then, g-good night.”

“Yes, good night.”

Youichi-san, embarrassed, turned on his back to sleep. He’s really cute.

Maybe because his left arm hurt, he immediately turned back to sleeping on his front, but Youichi-san fell asleep really easily.

It might be due to the effects of sleeping pills, but when guided to bed at a certain time, he falls asleep immediately.

“Hehe, from here on, I can do as I please, right?”

So, like that, I spend my days embracing Youichi-san, smelling him, and thoroughly enjoying his presence to my heart’s content.