Chinese

  "En, very good." She revealed a satisfied smile, radiant to the extreme. The murmurs in his ear finally condensed into a light kiss, falling on his earlobe.

  "Hello then. I'm Yanyan Campbell."

  Yanyan... Campbell.

  Kōmura Seiichi lowered his eyes, the child in his arms holding him very tightly. He leaned against the wall, but the child had thrown himself at him, his hands clasped tightly around his neck, his forehead pressed against his shoulder.

  His lost physical strength is gradually recovering.

  "Brother, mom is calling you over!"

  "Bang——" The door was suddenly opened, and Yukimura Shiomi appeared at the entrance with a big smile on her face. When she saw the two people hugging on the bed, she blinked her purple eyes and asked innocently, "Brother, what are you and sister doing?"

  Sachiko: “......”

  "This girl, doesn't she know to knock on the door before entering someone else's room?! He stretched out his hand and gently pushed the girl away from him, and Mukou Shōji calmly got out of bed with a bright smile on his face. "Mukou Shiomi!"

  "Huh?" The girl at the entrance of the station blinked her eyes.

  The young man let out a soft sigh of helplessness: "You're supposed to knock on someone else's door before entering..."

  "But you're my brother! Others are others, but a brother is different." said Kohmura Shiomi with a matter of course.

  Sachiko: “......”

  "Besides, brother, if you don't leave now, mom will come in and catch us!" With her hands behind her back, Shiina Kokomi took a cute step two steps three steps to the side, revealing the room's door. "No need to see me off!"

  This girl! Kōmura no longer looked at her helplessly. Turning his face, he looked towards the girl sitting on the bed.

  The girl was sitting on the bed in boredom, staring blankly upwards with her black eyes fixed on the ceiling, her thoughts wandering off to who-knows-where.

  His mother's voice calling him came from outside, Yukimura Seiichi responded with a single word and rushed out.

  "Bang——" With a loud noise, the person had just disappeared from the doorway when the door was slammed shut with great force. Sugimura Shiomi seemed to have been drained of all her energy, and suddenly collapsed onto the floor, her face deathly pale, as if all the blood had been drained from her body.

  Good heavens! It's really too terrifying! She stretched out her delicate white small hands, palms still cold with sweat, and both hands couldn't help but tremble slightly. Although she was just standing at the door, she could also feel that obvious low air pressure...

  "I thought I was going to die again..." She couldn't help but let out a mournful cry. Death is something that people who haven't experienced it have no fear of, but those who have experienced it once will never want to experience it a second time!

  Feeling life slowly weakening, the heart beating slower and slower, but unable to do anything, can only quietly wait for the time when the heart stops beating, counting every minute and every second, until it can't be counted anymore... That feeling is really terrifying.

  She wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes. Just now when her brother was here, she had been forcing herself to smile and hold back her tears, afraid that they would flow out. Luckily, her mother called her brother out, or else she didn't know how much longer she could have held on.

  She raised her head, and the girl on the bed was quietly watching her, a pair of black eyes calm and waveless. If it weren't for those eyes being in focus at this moment, clearly reflecting her shadow, she would have suspected that her consciousness was still in a daze.

  But her reaction is too calm... or did she guess wrong?

  What she just said is Chinese.