บท 701: Our child is dying

　　"Because..."

Itsuki looked at Shinichi, with a look that still wanted to talk, which instantly eliminated the possibility of her fooling him.

　　"This is very difficult to say. Asada-kun, what should I do…"

　　"Hah? Looks like it's still a bit of a secret~"

　　Nino showed a sweet smile and faced Shinichi.

　　"Okay, I'll be lenient if you confess, but I'll be lenient if you refuse."

　　Her tone was gentle, but there was coldness in it, and she looked at Shinichi with terrifying eyes.

　　"Okay… I said."

　　Shinichi sighed helplessly. It seemed like he couldn't escape today. Luckily, Nino would be back after the lunch break. Unlike Fumino, they will meet in the study room after school.

　　He tidied up his sentence a bit and said in a calm tone:

　　"After the celebration party on Monday night, I sent messages to the three of them. Ichika and Itsuki's messages were very ordinary, but Yotsuba's messages..."

　　The sound of hurried footsteps in the corridor suddenly interrupted the narrative.

　　Miku who was originally about to go to the toilet, appeared in front of the classroom door panting and panicking. While walking quickly towards Shinichi, she attracted the attention of all the students in the class.

　　"Shinichi, what should I do..."

　　While holding the phone tightly in her hand, Miku couldn't hold back her anxiety, but there was a glimmer of water in her eyes.

　　The small volume of her voice echoed throughout the room.

　　"Our child... Manami is seriously ill and will die!"

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　　Thanks to Miku's failure to explain clearly, at this moment Shinichi saw Fumino's cold eyes, looking at him like a bastard.

　　This was an expression Shinichi didn't see yesterday...

　　What was also obtained was the shocked eyes of the entire class, and the crisis when Nino hugged his arm in a friendly manner and pinched a piece of flesh with her fingers.

　　"Child? When was he born?"

　　"Yesterday," Shinichi answered without hesitation, his attitude was very calm, not at all panicked.

　　"NPCs in the game spawn rare UR character cards."

　　"…"

　　Fumino retracted her cold gaze, turning around to explain something to Kashima, Inomori, and Chono.

　　Nino looked into his eyes. After a few seconds, she did not take her hand back. Instead, with mischief in her eyes, she continued to hold his arm as if she was pretending to be angry.

　　As for Itsuki, she glanced at Miku's stomach.

　　"We've only known Asada-kun for less than half a year, how could we possibly have his child… Misunderstandings must be based on science and cannot just be made up out of thin air!"

　　Miku ignored everyone else's reactions and didn't explain her misunderstanding. She looked like she had lost her cool and hurriedly handed the phone with the game interface open to him.

　　"Obviously there was no problem with his training, but as soon as I opened the game, I found that he was in a state of near death…"

　　Shinichi looked and found that indeed, the UR card that Miku gave birth to yesterday was lying miserably in the culture room, with its blood volume so low that it was almost wiped out if it was hit by a wild monster.

　　"This is the first time I have met someone like this. What should I do... Can I save him?"

　　Miku looked at Shinichi anxiously. Even though it was just an avatar card taken yesterday, after giving it a name and cultivating it carefully for a long time, it already held extraordinary meaning to her.

　　And after all, it was her and Shinichi's child. Just thinking about it made Miku worry about her child's safety like a real mother.

　　"If it doesn't work, I'll spend money on it! There is nothing in this world that cannot be solved with money. If there are..."

　　Miku speaks warmly, but is very determined, with the light of capitalism shining in her blue eyes.

　　Shinichi flicked her forehead with his finger, causing her to turn her head with a complaint.

　　"Don't keep thinking about consuming money! This is just an emergency with a small probability. It is written on the official website. This is a small matter."

　　"Real?"

　　"Real."

　　"Really?"

　　Shinichi glanced at Nino next to him, "But before I talk about the game, let me finish my business first."

　　"Yeah, is there anything you can't say?"

　　Nino nodded and Shinichi said no helplessly.

　　With Miku by the side, the line "I like you and all" becomes harder to say for some reason.

　　"Business?"

　　Miku tilted her head slightly. Even though she was confused, seeing that Nino looked very interested, she didn't say anything. She sat back down obediently and looked at Shinichi along with everyone else with curiosity in her eyes.

　　Under the pressure of the three girls' gazes, even Shinichi became nervous. He put more effort into organizing his words and said word by word carefully.

　　"The message started with a very casual greeting, then I asked him about his future choices. I suggested that he go to a sports university. Of course, the most important thing is one's own desires…"

　　At this point, the class bell rang as expected.

　　Shinichi stopped telling his story at that exact moment, and he just looked at Nino curiously.

　　"...Forget it, I'll listen to what you say next time when I have time," Nino suspiciously, licked her lips, and stood up.

　　"By the way, I will ask those two people in detail what happened when I get home. If you have any questions, just tell them. Why hide and pretend to be visible to the outside world?"

　　"Agreed, I will help too, let's have a family meeting!" Itsuki nodded seriously.

　　"Are you talking about Ichika and Yotsuba?" Miku suddenly realized at this time, her eyes fell on Shinichi, "Does this have anything to do with Shinichi..."

　　Shinichi didn't say anything else, just watched the two people leave.

　　Fuutarou returned from the cafeteria, walked to his seat and when he sat down on the chair, he pursed his lips in disgust.

　　"This hot feeling... It's really uncomfortable..."

　　"Then I'm really sorry."

　　Shinichi apologized half guilty and half unhappy. He feels guilty because he sat in his chair without permission, and he feels unhappy because of who he is.

　　The teacher walked to the podium, and Shinichi took out textbooks and practice extracurricular reading. When he was about to start class, a small piece of paper was thrown.

　　He looked at Fumino who was sitting next to him.

　　Fumino twirled her pen boredly. Her eyes wandered around, deliberately not looking at him.

　　Shinichi wondered, was it because the conversation with the quintuplets earlier made her feel unhappy?

　　At the same time, he also opened the note, and the font on it was still elegant.

　　[Yesterday, Ricchan and I talked a lot about your affairs and our affairs]

Shinichi was stunned for a moment.

　　As expected of a literary girl, her beginnings were no nonsense.