Scheming in the real world? I can also do a little.

Clutching her head, Ryuen Shoko tried to stand up from the bedside, but she sank back onto the chair the moment she rose.

Clearly, she was far too weak to stand properly right now.

"You, you've been lying down for so long, there's no way you can get up properly right now."

Hoya Chukai walked over to Ryuen Shoko's side and reached out his hand: "Come on, let me pull you up."

"Ugh... okay."

The frustration of her own physical weakness and the fact that she was constantly relying on his help made her bite her lip.

This small gesture only made her look even cuter in Hoya Chukai's eyes.

Good grief, you are completely different from your usual self.

"Come on, what is it, do you want to eat first or go to the bathroom?"

After pulling Ryuen Shoko up, seeing that she was still limp, Hoya Chukai switched from holding her hand to putting an arm around her waist so she wouldn't fall again.

At this moment, he also noticed Ryuen Shoko subconsciously keeping her legs slightly pressed together.

Hmm, she hasn't been to the bathroom since last night, maybe she needs to go?

After all, even a beautiful girl has to pee.

"If you keep running your mouth, I'll kill you."

Mm, mm, that's a very powerless threat.

In her current delicate state, she had absolutely no intimidation factor, and her aggressive words sounded more like a bluff because of how soft and weak she was.

"Alright, alright, I get it."

Since he had already figured it out, what else was there to say? Naturally, he had to take her to the bathroom.

After half-carrying and half-leading her to the toilet, Hoya Chukai naturally had to leave.

What else was he supposed to do? Watch Ryuen Shoko use the bathroom? Did he want to be killed by her once she recovered?

"My phone."

"Right, phone, phone. Don't play on your phone for too long in the bathroom, or you won't be able to get back up later."

After fetching Ryuen Shoko's phone and handing it to her, Hoya Chukai left the bathroom.

Taking off her pants was something she should be able to handle herself, right? After all, she was just physically weak; pulling down her underwear should still be doable.

Seeing that Hoya Chukai was still giving her face despite her current state, Ryuen Shoko couldn't help but breathe a light sigh of relief.

She picked up her phone and called Ibuki Mio, one of the top underlings in her class.

"Hello, Boss, is something the matter?"

Ibuki Mio hadn't expected Ryuen Shoko to call at this hour, and what she expected even less was for Ryuen Shoko's voice to be so... weak?

"Come over to Hoya's room, take my keys to my room and grab a few sets of underwear and a coat, and also..."

"And also?"

Ibuki Mio didn't quite understand why her boss was acting like a ghost, how did she end up in such a state?

"And bring a pack of sanitary pads, also, don't tell Chukai about this, put them in a plastic bag before you bring them over."

"Ah, this... okay, I understand, Boss."

At this point, Ibuki Mio more or less understood what was going on with Ryuen Shoko.

So, her "relative" had arrived.

A girl's constitution varies; for some, when their period comes, they just bleed a little, while for others, it feels like they've lost half their life. Clearly, Ryuen Shoko belonged to the latter.

So, the person who was usually so strong was actually this afraid of her period... is she really okay?

"Knock, knock, knock." "Coming... oh, it's Ibuki-san, is something the matter?"

Hoya Chukai pushed the door open and saw Ibuki Mio standing there; he subconsciously glanced at his phone.

No unread messages, good, it looked like Ryuen had sent her over.

"I'm here to get the boss's room key, she told me to pick up some things."

"Oh, right, let me see, it should be this one."

Hoya Chukai said, pulling Ryuen Shoko's dormitory key from his pocket—after all, he had felt the key in her pocket when he was washing her clothes last night: "Here, go ahead."

"Got it."

Ibuki Mio took Ryuen Shoko's key and scurried off. Although her gossip-loving heart was racing, she knew that if she didn't complete Ryuen Shoko's task properly... she would just have to wait for it; once she recovered, she would definitely settle the score.

For the sake of self-preservation, she had to handle this perfectly.

However, this was quite a few sets of clothes... was there really no problem? Did the boss want to live with Hoya Chukai long-term? Things like that were against the rules in the Student Handbook, right?

Oh, she was a delinquent anyway, so that was fine.

Indeed, if the Student Handbook were truly followed to the letter, the things Ryuen did on the first day would have already been dealt with.

But what was the result? Sakagami Kazuma turned a blind eye, acting as if nothing had happened.

As for the student handbook, anyone who has been a student knows that when things are going smoothly, ninety percent of what's written inside is complete nonsense. It only serves as a tool for settling scores after the fact, never for warning you beforehand.

After quickly gathering several pieces of clothing, Ibuki Mio found the sanitary pads. She rummaged through the room for a long time before finally locating a black plastic bag, which she used to wrap them up.

"These are the things the boss wanted brought over. I'll be heading out now, then?"

"Yeah, thanks for the trouble, Ibuki."

Hoya Chukai took the pile of clothes, exchanged a few words with Ibuki Mio, and closed the door behind her.

Looking at the heap of clothes in his arms, he had no idea what Ryuen Shoko was actually planning.

I mean, seriously, why bring so many clothes over? Are you planning on moving in long-term or something?

Sighing, Hoya Chukai placed the pile on his bed and began to tidy them up.

How is it that Ibuki seems so clumsy? She didn't even fold the clothes properly. Look at this bulge... what is this?

Hoya Chukai spotted a black plastic bag wrapped inside a few pieces of underwear, and his expression turned peculiar.

So that's it. No wonder she was acting so strange yesterday, and no wonder she had a fever last night.

When I was cleaning up the place yesterday, it looked like you'd finished off several bottles of beer. How could you still be drinking when your body is in that state?

How are you so brave?

Drinking alcohol causes blood vessels to dilate; it's no wonder you had such heavy bleeding.

It's no surprise she felt so miserable; it would have been weirder if she hadn't.

As for why he didn't notice yesterday... for one, Ryuen Shoko was wearing red underwear, and for another, he didn't dare to look at her body too closely. Plus, with the influence of alcohol, his vision was blurry, so how could he have possibly noticed something like that?

Chapter 59: Kind-hearted Girls Are Always Busy

Well, putting that aside, the bedsheets definitely need to be dealt with.

It was only then that Hoya Chukai noticed a smear of red blood on his sheets. Great, these sheets absolutely cannot be seen by anyone, or he'd never be able to clear his name even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

But before that, he had to get her out of the bathroom first. It seemed like she wouldn't be coming out until she got those pads.

Even though he hadn't opened the black plastic bag, how did Hoya Chukai know they were sanitary pads? Ah, well, he had seen them back in high school, after all.

Back then, he was naive and watched in confusion as a classmate bought something wrapped in a black plastic bag from the store. It wasn't until a more worldly classmate explained it to him later that he understood.

The deduction was easy enough; private items like sanitary pads definitely shouldn't be seen by others (especially boys), so they needed to be wrapped in something. And what was the most convenient thing to wrap them in? A black plastic bag. It was easy to carry, and because it was black, it was hard to see what was inside.

Perhaps boys know what it is the moment you hold one, but at least having a layer of plastic wrap makes it feel less awkward. You could call it burying one's head in the sand or self-deception, but you have to admit, compared to holding them out in the open, having a layer of "modesty" plastic does make it look a bit less embarrassing.

"Knock, knock, knock." "Can I come in?"

Hearing Hoya Chukai's voice outside made Ryuen Shoko feel terrible. That idiot Ibuki, why didn't she just bring them in herself?

Even if Hoya Chukai didn't know about the sanitary pads, she at least didn't want him handling her underwear. To have him bring over such private things...

Ibuki, you useless, incompetent fool, just you wait.

Gritting her teeth, Ryuen Shoko squeezed the words out from between them: "You just wait."

Even for her, she couldn't possibly let Hoya Chukai come in at a time like this.

Throwing her blood-stained panties onto the floor, she swayed as she leaned against the wall and made her way to the door. She opened it just a crack and reached a hand out: "Give them to me."

"Here you go. Also, why are you still drinking when you're on your period? I'm going to go make you some red date porridge. Call me when you're ready."

Damn that idiot Ibuki!

Her small, delicate fists were clenched tight, and Ryuen Shoko's teeth were trembling as she bit down on them.

No, the anger is going to give me a heart attack.

Ryuen hadn't expected Ibuki to be such a moron. Had she not considered that this would make it impossible for her to face anyone ever again?

Well... it really wasn't Ibuki's fault. She probably thought the two of you were a couple, so of course she didn't think it was a big deal for a boyfriend to see.

Perhaps she even thought that since you didn't return to your room all night, you'd already had your fun.

It's a pity that there was no "fun" to be had; instead, she suffered all night. Although she felt a bit better in the second half of the night, right now, Ryuen Shoko was feeling nothing but shame and a desire to kill.

Hoya Chukai had no idea she was already contemplating murder. After handing over the items, he went to the kitchen to boil the red date porridge.

She probably didn't have much of an appetite, so she should just eat something light for lunch. He had thought about making noodles, but decided against it; porridge was better.

As he added red dates, red beans, peanuts, and various other grains to let the porridge simmer, Hoya Chukai returned to his room to deal with the sheets and duvet cover.

Clearly, there were bloodstains he hadn't noticed yesterday. After stripping the cover off the duvet and seeing the residual stains on the quilt itself, Hoya Chukai sighed.

Fine, I'll just replace it all. Luckily, the pillow didn't need to be dealt with.

He dragged the whole pile out, and to avoid any suspicion, he specifically took a pair of scissors and cut out the parts stained with blood, tossing them into the trash can.

If he just threw this pile into the trash heap as is, and someone saw it, he'd be as good as guilty—there would be no explaining it away. So, at least cutting out those parts was necessary.

It was the same logic as girls using black plastic bags to wrap their purchases; it was just for peace of mind.

Could a sharp-eyed person tell something was wrong? Anyone could figure out what happened with a little bit of thought, right?

"Phew~ that should be about right."

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Hoya Chukai packed the pile of things into a large trash bag.

Huh? You're asking why he prepared such large trash bags? That's a stupid question; every time Ryuen Shoko comes over to his place, she leaves behind a mountain of trash that small plastic bags simply can't hold.

He had prepared for the possibility of hosting parties in his room long ago, so he had already stocked up on plenty of supplies, such as party plates, balloons, streamers, various entertainment toys, and so on.

Perhaps because he had never attended a party before, Hoya Chukai always felt a mysterious sense of curiosity about such things. He kept fantasizing about having a blast at a party.

Maybe he could even find a girlfriend whenever he finally threw one?

While lost in these fantasies, he stuffed all those items into the large plastic bag and finally let out a sigh of relief.

Yep, all done~

After disposing of a large trash bag that looked incredibly suspicious but was at least enough to keep anyone from being bored enough to investigate, Hoya Chukai went to check if Ryuen Shoko had fallen into the toilet.

How long has it been? Had she passed out?

"Knock, knock, knock." "Big Sis, are you still not done?"

"Shut your mouth..."

Great, it looks like something happened in there.

Clearly, Ryuen Shoko was absolutely, definitely having some kind of trouble in the bathroom again.

"So, can I come in?"

"If you dare to come in, I'll kill you..."

Weak, yet laced with a hint of killing intent—very good, it seems her body has recovered a little.

But the problem remained: leaving Ryuen alone in the bathroom like this wouldn't work, and if he went in, he'd be dead, so he had no choice but to call for backup.

It was hard to find anyone last night, but surely someone should be resting by now.

"Should I call Ibuki over, then?"

"Tell that bitch to go to hell."

Ah, this...