Gin was silent for a moment, then picked her up from the quilt and asked her to look at him.

"Why do you think I want you to stay with me?" He said in a deep voice.

Furukawa Kumisa's eyes were a little confused.

He looked at her pale face, which was the same color as that night many years ago when she fell in a pool of blood.

He reached out and rubbed her cheek twice, and then a slight blood color appeared.

She didn't avoid his touch, she just looked at him blankly.

He suddenly spoke, his tone was rapid, as if he blurted out: "I regret it."

Her eyes suddenly widened.

——Those words are absolutely impossible to hear from Gin.

She found it unbelievable, and even felt a little ridiculous, so ridiculous that she almost thought she was dreaming.

But he did say it, and he said it clearly.

"So, there is no second time."

His tone was very serious, but it was not as cold as usual when giving orders. It was like an oath-like declaration that rarely appeared from Gin's mouth.

"I promise you." Those words that he had never said before suddenly came out one after another.

"There won't be a next time."

Furukawa Kumisa was completely stunned. She didn't know how to react and could only stare at him blankly.

In the wordless silence, a chill poured down my cheeks.

In her blurred vision, she actually had the illusion that Gin had such a gentle expression.

That was the second time Gin saw her crying in a place other than the bed.

The first time she revealed her identity to him, she cried hoarsely in his arms.

This time she heard his vow that he never broke lightly, and tears suddenly poured down his face.

Gin reached out and took her into his arms, letting her tears wet his clothes again.

Her crying was still silent, she just shed tears in his arms, reminding him of the tears she would shed when he forced her to the extreme.

It's the same - they were all tears after losing their armor and losing their armor under his stormy and relentless offensive.

By the time their late-night snacks arrived, she was already crying until she became unconscious again.

She never cried easily, but every time she cried, it seemed as if she wanted to pour out everything she had accumulated, and she could always cry until she was dizzy.

When they were all in the house, the guards and housekeeping staff were not allowed to enter the house. Gin got up and went out to get a midnight snack. When he came back, he saw her still wrapped in a quilt and sitting languidly on the bed.

He wanted to call her over, but in the end he walked to the bed with the food and sat down next to her.

She looked at the spoon he stretched out and shook her head subconsciously.

Gin's face darkened slightly.

She sobbed twice and explained softly: "I, I really have no appetite... It's not a hunger strike..."

Long-term lack of exercise will indeed lead to a sudden loss of appetite, but Gin still insisted on passing the spoon to her lips.

"Take two bites."

The meals usually delivered are carefully prepared nutritious meals. In the past half month, Gin has really put a lot of effort into her food, clothing, housing and transportation.

He was so attentive that she felt like he no longer looked like him.

She shrank her head, but finally moved forward and took two bites with the spoon he fed her.

"vomit--"

Just after swallowing her third mouthful, she suddenly pushed away the bowl and spoon in front of her, held her chest and retched violently.

She hadn't eaten much all day, and even if she felt nauseated, she couldn't vomit. She just retched twice and then calmed down.

She lay on the bed panting uncomfortably, and Gin had already taken a water glass and walked next to her.

She sat up and took a few sips, then handed the cup back to him.

Looking up, he saw a complex look on Gin's face that he had never seen before.

"When did it start?"

Furukawa Kumisa was stunned: "...what?"

"nausea."

She was still unaware and subconsciously replied: "Yesterday... right?"
Chapter completed!