Chapter 199: 2011: Sumire and Yuhi

The moment Yuhi pulled away from her, a relieved sigh escaped her lips. If-if they remained like that any longer, her heart would have stopped. Her thoughts broke off when he ran his hands through her hair.

"Sorry for frightening you. I just came back from a job, and I still haven't snapped out of it. I probably still smell like blood too."

"N-No, you smell lovely-" Sumire felt her cheeks heat up more. What is she saying now? She always ends up saying stupid stuff in front of Yuhi.

Yuhi laughed as he leaned forward and brushed his lips against her ear.

"I'm glad to know that you like my smell."

W-what is with this weird conversation?

"Did you just come back and get held back here because of the typhoon?" Sumire managed to get some words out.

Yuhi nodded. "Yeah, I wanted to bathe, but we got told not to use the water." He trailed off. He was still patting her hair.

She found it strangely comfortable even though she didn't understand why he was doing it. She watched his gaze fall on the documents she brought over from the archive.

"Are you doing overtime again? I told you not to overdo it."

"It's more like if we are going to be stuck here. I thought I should do something productive," Sumire said with a determined tone.

Yuhi laughed. "Your really cute when you're determined to do something. Do you mind if I stay here and help you? Most people have actually gone home already. I think we are one of the few ones who are still here."

C-cute? Does he think she is cute? Sumire was still in a daze as she nodded.

"I will make you a drink. It's quite chilly here so," Yuhi draped his coat around her shoulders. "-make do with this."

Sumire watched as he walked over to the counter and put the kettle on.

"Good, it seems there is still some water in," Yuhi mumbled to himself.

She continued to watch him. Now that she thought about it, he had been complimenting her a lot more. He always stuck close to her, but now it seems like he is deliberately trying to get closer. If he continues to behave this way, then it won't be long before her feelings for him are exposed.

Will he feel disgusted if he learns that she is in love with him? Sometimes it feels like he wants her, but does he love her? Wanting someone and love is completely different.

Sumire sighed deeply. Until she knows for sure, confessing to him would be too risky. However, if she casually makes a move on him

She wonders what type of jobs he goes on, but he never gives her the details.

It must have involved a lot of fighting. Indeed, there is a trace of blood in the air. But that blood must be the blood of his enemies. He doesn't look hurt.

Yuhi returned with a cup of hot cocoa and coffee. He placed the cocoa in her hands. "Coffee this late is bad for you. Drink that instead."

Sumire nodded and saw the many sugar cubes and cream on top, and her gaze softened. He is being as attentive as ever. She starts flicking through the files.

"You know, I have been meaning to ask you this recently, but I haven't had the chance since we have both been busy. But, do you not think you are overdoing it a little?"

Sumire looked at him, puzzled.

"I am not working too much-"

"Yes, yes you are." Yuhi placed his hand on his forehead and frowned. "Do you not realize that you have a fever?"

"A fever?"

Yuhi sighed deeply. "You don't even notice when you get sick. Honestly, what am I going to do with you?"

"It's not like I didn't notice." Sumire pouted. "I got a check-up earlier at the medic center."

"And what did they say?"

"G-general neglect of health and overwork, plus a cold and malnutrition," Sumire said the last part quietly, but she already saw Yuhi's gaze getting dark.

He suddenly stood up and marched up to her desk,

"Hold on a minute Yuhi. You can't just touch my belongings-"

Yuhi didn't bother listening to her and just opened her drawers to the fridge, indeed, to find it contained nothing but energy drinks.

Sumire looked away, ashamed.

His eyes twitch, annoyed, and a dark aura surrounds him.

"I see, so this is the problem." Yuhi snapped. "Now it makes sense why Mamoru comes over and insists on having meals with you.

If this is the state you get when you are busy or worried about something, then it's no wonder your condition has been acting up again.

Sumire was still attempting to explain herself. "No, I promise I do eat."

She knew her words were futile. But she needed to calm him down. Thankfully they are the only ones in the office; otherwise, this would be very embarrassing for her. The last thing she wanted was for people to know how bad her eating habits were.

"Instant food and convenient store lunches, right?"

"Well, and energy drinks and pudding and pastries. I've got some granola bars as well." Sumire tried to list as many healthy foods as possible. But the look on Yuhi-san's face showed that he wasn't buying her excuse.

"Sumire, fine then. From now onwards, you have to eat one full meal a day with me."

"Eh? But wait your schedule." Sumire protested.

Unlike her, who is taking forever to debut? Yuhi is a full-fledged member of the entertainment industry. He is very popular and constantly has jobs lined up at his feet.

Yuhi shakes his head. "That's not important. I'll make time. I'll take charge of your nutrition, do you understand that, Princess? "He said in a commanding tone. He placed his hand on his face to cover his eyes, "Anyhow, just don't collapse like that ever again. I thought my heart was gonna stop in my chest."

At those words, a knowing ah escaped her lips. In other words, it wasn't a coincidence that he stayed behind here. He heard about what happened, rushed to finish his job, and to check on her.

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