This'll be the last chapter before volume 1.5!
(Also, for some reason, my contract is taking a long time to be reviewed...)
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Mizuhara Ayato
The main character of the novel.
He was once part of the now-scrapped Ideal Human Project. He is relatively cold and calculating but still holds a small bit of empathy.
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Favourite Food: Things made with cauliflower
Favourite Sport: Soccer
Favourite Subject: None
Favourite Number: 0
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Fujiharu Sara
The female lead of the novel.
For some reason, she often makes the boy sitting next to her fall in love with her, only to reject them in the end. She's kind, popular and smart, maybe even the perfect girl.
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Favourite Food: Fried Chicken
Favourite Sport: Netball
Favourite Subject: Science
Favourite Number: 1
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Tachibana Emi
She was the daughter of Tachibana Kohei, the founder of the Ideal Human Project. She is a rational, cold and unkind girl, but she is very intelligent.
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Favourite Food: Rice
Favourite Sport: Judo
Favourite Subject: Maths
Favourite Number: 101
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Kanako Hanae
She's a chess prodigy who struggles with studying. She's also the future heir of her father's conglomerate business. She's a competitive person who prides herself in her chess. She's cold at first, but as you get to know her, she becomes friendlier.
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Favourite Food: Chips
Favourite Sport: Chess (Yes, I'm claiming that chess is a sport)
Favourite Subject: Maths
Favourite Number: 32
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Kinoshita Chitose
She's a shy girl who has very little self-esteem. She isn't liked very much by the other girls, but she still wants to fit in. She's timid and just wants someone to be there for her.
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Favourite Food: Hamburgers
Favourite Sport: Tennis
Favourite Subject: Geography
Favourite Number: 9
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I received a text early in the morning from Kanako.
come over please
This was the first time she'd ever asked me to go over. Based on the message, I didn't really know what was going on, but it sounded important. It wasn't like I had anything else I wanted to do. Fujiharu wasn't going to be inviting me to go out any time soon. I put on my normal clothes and began making my way over.
A few minutes later, I arrived at the front of her grand apartment complex. I scanned my keycard to enter the main reception area before getting on the elevator. I had hardly ever seen a receptionist at the desk, I guess they must only be working during weekdays around school hours.
Eventually, I was at her door. I knocked a few times but received no response.
"Kanako, can I come in?"
Still no response.
I decided to just scan my keycard and enter. I doubt that she'd get mad if she was the one who called me over. The door clicked and I walked into a very messy house.
For some reason, Kanako was still nowhere to be seen.
"Kanako, why did you call me over?"
I walked around the apartment looking for her; I checked basically every room, and the only room left was her own room. Her door was closed, so I knocked a few times. Finally, I managed to hear a faint voice.
"...Mizuhara..."
I decided to open her door. I was met by the sight of a very tired and unwell Kanako huddled up in her bed. I slowly walked over—it was obvious that she was definitely quite sick.
"How are you feeling?" I asked
"...not great..."
"How come you called me? Couldn't you have called your father?"
She hid her face under the blanket.
Oh well.
"Are you hungry?" I asked
"...yes... can you make some rice gruel?"
"Rice gruel?"
"...yes please."
I guess I could make that—it wasn't exactly a complex dish.
I made my way over to her very large kitchen and looked through a few of her cupboards.
She sure has a lot of junk food.
From chips to biscuits to chocolate, her pantry was chock-full of these foods.
After a little bit of searching, I managed to find where she kept her rice. I scooped some into a pot before washing it through. Then, I filled the pot with a large amount of water.
Now, I assumed I just had to cook this at low heat.
It usually took quite a few minutes to cook, so I made my way over to the living room couch. I contemplated going back into Kanako's room, but it'd probably be better if she got some rest.
I honestly wasn't exactly the best person to invite over to take care of a sick person.
I probably should tell her father about this, but I guess I'll hold off for a little while. It seemed she didn't want her father to know for some reason.
A little while later, I walked back over to the kitchen and checked on the rice gruel I was cooking. From what I could see, it seemed to be done. I poured it into a bowl and added some chopped-up spring onion. Steam was radiating from the bowl yet there wasn't much aroma. Such was the nature of rice gruel.
I put a spoon into the bowl and made my way into Kanako's room again. It seemed that she was still awake.
"I've got your food."
"...thanks."
I placed it on her bedside table as she slowly got up to a seated position. Now that more of her body was out of the blanket, I could see that she was sweating quite a bit. I placed my hand on her forehead—she definitely had a fever. Based on what I could see, I assumed that she either had a cold or the flu.
"...sorry for making you do all this."
"It's fine."
She leaned over and grabbed the bowl of rice gruel from the bedside table. After scooping a few mouthfuls into her mouth, she smiled a little.
"I-it's good."
She continued to slowly eat the food I made.
"Do you have any medicine?" I asked.
"Eh... I don't think so..."
"I'll go get some, you just stay here and rest."
"A-are you sure...?"
"Don't worry, your father will pay me back."
"Hehe."
With that, I left as she continued to eat the rice gruel.
There was a convenience store nearby where I could get some medication. It was around a five-minute walk before I arrived at the small corner store. Inside, I looked around at the medications they had on sale. I guess all I really needed was something to deal with the symptoms. I got some anti-inflammatories and decongestants and took them over to the counter. I also grabbed some green tea.
"That'll be $17.99."
I tapped my phone.
I made my way back to the apartment complex and made the pointlessly long journey from the entrance to her room again. I scanned my keycard before opening her front door. With the medication in hand, I made my way over to her room.
It seemed she had already finished the rice gruel I made and was lying down in her bed again.
"Kanako, I've got some medicine for you."
"Oh, um, t-thank you."
I poured the medicine out onto her spoon and fed it into her mouth. I left the green tea and anti-inflammatory tablets by her bed.
"If you're thirsty or your throat hurts, you can have these."
After that, I began making my way out of her room.
"...Mizuhara, can you stay...?"
"You want me to stay here?"
"...y-yes."
"I suppose."
I decided to take a seat on the ground, leaning against her bed. I didn't bring anything with me aside from my phone, so there wasn't much I could do.
"...Mizuhara."
"Yes?"
"...sorry about all of this."
"You know, I'm going to have to bill your father extra for all of this overtime."
"...eh?"
"Just kidding, I don't really mind."
I looked over at her and saw a faint smile on her face.
I decided to take this moment to relax. The last few days have been a bit more action-packed than I'd have liked.
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