The Story of How Beautiful Yandere Girls Started Getting Closer to Me, Saying They Want to Take Care of Me

Chapter 48: Feeling Unwell

—The Next Day.

As my consciousness returned, I slowly opened my eyes.

The familiar ceiling of my room came into view.

I didn’t remember falling asleep, but it seemed I had passed out at some point.

I felt a vague warmth and a slight fogginess in my head—perhaps just the grogginess from waking up.

As I was pondering this—

“You’re awake! Good morning, Onii-chan!”

A voice came from nearby.

Turning toward it, I saw Akari standing there.

“Good morning, Akari.”

Why was Akari in my room?
Did she come to wake me up, like she had before?

As I wondered about this, Akari spoke with a worried expression.

“Onii-chan, is your body okay?”

“My body…?”

I didn’t understand why she was worried about me.

As I started to sit up, I replied:

“Yeah, I’m fine—ugh!”

The moment I tried to finish speaking, a wave of dizziness hit me, and my body felt unbearably heavy.

“Hah… Hah…”

I instinctively reached up to touch my head with my right hand.

“Onii-chan!”

Akari immediately guided me back down to lie flat, speaking urgently.

“You can’t move so suddenly! You have a fever right now!”

“A fever…?”

“That’s right! You were soaked in the rain yesterday, and your body got too cold…”

“…!”

Hearing Akari’s pained words, the memories of yesterday finally came back to me.

That’s right.

Yesterday, on my way home from work, a sudden downpour started.

I had run through the rain to get home.

And then—I collapsed at the entrance.

As my still-foggy mind fully awakened, Akari spoke again, looking sad.

“I’m sorry, Onii-chan… I noticed you seemed exhausted, but I thought you’d be fine since it wasn’t as bad as during the midterm exams. I got caught up in my own excitement and didn’t pay enough attention to you. That’s why this happened…”

“…!”

Seeing Akari’s sorrowful expression, I felt a pang of guilt.

I quickly tried to sit up and reassure her.

“It’s not your fault, Akari. This is all because of my own choices. Besides, this isn’t—ugh!”

Once again, I tried to sit up, but the dizziness and heaviness overwhelmed me.

“Onii-chan!”

Akari, raising her voice even louder this time, gently laid me back down again.

“Please, just stay still and rest for now!”

“Resting… But it’s still June, so I have school and work—”

“Are you seriously saying that right now?”

“…Huh?”

Her voice turned somber, and her expression filled with concern.

“Onii-chan, you collapsed yesterday! This isn’t like falling asleep while studying. You collapsed because your body couldn’t handle the strain anymore! And yet, you’re still worrying about school and work?”

“Akari…”

Her voice, filled with worry like never before, struck me deeply.

Feeling guilty for causing her so much concern, I fell silent.

Akari, with her gaze lowered, then looked back at me.

Her lips curved into a small smile as she spoke softly:

“But don’t worry anymore, Onii-chan. From now on, everything will be okay. I’ll take care of everything—work, cooking, laundry—all of it. I’ll do everything you need, forever. So please… always stay with me, okay?”

There was something heavier, more serious, in her words than before.

I found it strange but couldn’t focus on it deeply—my fever and exhaustion clouded my thoughts.

So, once again, I closed my eyes and drifted back into sleep.

—At that time, I didn’t yet realize that Akari wasn’t the only one whose behavior would drastically change because of my illness.

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Chapter 49: Absence

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“Huh… Sorakaze hasn’t come to school yet.”

Hinase Akari muttered this the moment she sat down at her desk after arriving at school.

“Usually, he’d be here by now. Could it be that he overslept?”

Though she voiced her thoughts aloud, she quickly reconsidered. It was unlikely that someone like Sorakaze would ever oversleep. However, when she recalled how he had been acting recently…

“Well, he did seem a bit worn out lately—not as bad as during the last midterm exams, though. Maybe he overslept this time.”

Even so, Akari knew that Sorakaze hadn’t overslept even during the last midterm exams when he had been utterly exhausted. So, she concluded that the chance of him oversleeping was slim. If that’s the case…

“Maybe he’s already here but went somewhere else?”

As someone who was central to the class and had many female friends, Akari could easily spend her mornings chatting with them until homeroom started. However, the time she spent talking to Sorakaze in the mornings was special to her—something just for her alone. She cherished it, and no one else could take its place.

“…There’s still some time before class starts. Maybe I should go look for him—whoa!?”

She muttered to herself, but then raised her voice as if startled by her own words. Blushing furiously, she shook her head vigorously and whispered to herself, as if trying to scold her own thoughts.

“No, no, that’d be way too obvious! It’d totally look like I’m head over heels for Sorakaze…!”

Despite her protest, her mind wandered to the incident in the closet—the one that made her hyper-aware of Sorakaze as a man.

“That… It’s touching something below…” “Below…? But what could be touching from under the closet—ah…!”

Ever since that moment, Akari couldn’t stop thinking about the fact that Sorakaze was a man. The knowledge that her body had stirred such a reaction in him filled her with a strange sense of joy. These feelings only made her more aware of Sorakaze as the opposite sex than ever before.

“Sorakaze…”

Lost in thought, the time until homeroom flew by. The teacher entered the classroom. Akari glanced at the empty seat beside her, puzzled that Sorakaze was still absent. But as the teacher began speaking, her attention turned to the front.

“We’re starting morning homeroom. First off—Sorakaze-kun is absent today due to illness.”

“…What?”

Sorakaze, absent due to illness. Hearing something so uncharacteristic, Akari let out a small, confused sound. The teacher, however, continued without pausing.

“So if there are group activities, please ask a teacher for instructions. Now, moving on—”

“Wait!”

Akari suddenly stood up and interrupted loudly. With all eyes on her, she asked, “What kind of illness does Sorakaze have?”

“I wasn’t given detailed information, but it seems to be fatigue-related. While he doesn’t have a high fever, he’s running a temperature.”

“…!”

Hearing this, Akari sank back into her chair as if her knees had given out. The teacher resumed homeroom, but none of it registered in her ears.

“…”

Fatigue. That’s what had made Sorakaze ill. As this sank in, Akari began to recall the things she had told him before.

“For Sorakaze, I’d do anything, anytime, anywhere. I mean it.”

“That’s why, even if it’s embarrassing, if just showing you my breasts can help ease your stress, I’d do it as much as you need. Honestly, I’d love to take care of everything in your life if it’d help.”

“If you’re ever at your limit, please come to me. No matter what it is, if it’s for you, I’ll do it.”

As those words echoed in her mind, Akari whispered to herself.

“I’m sorry, Sorakaze… I said all those things, but I couldn’t do anything for you. But… it’ll be different from now on.”

Overwhelmed by a sense of powerlessness, she resolved, with newfound determination, to do whatever she could for Sorakaze from that day forward.

“I’ll protect Sorakaze no matter what—”

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“…”

When I opened my eyes again, the first thing I saw was An’s gentle expression.

“An… What time is it?”

“It’s just before noon.”

“Before noon… I see. Sorry for making you take care of me for so long.”

“No need to apologize. I’m doing this because I want to.”