22. Caring for an Angel ① (Changing Clothes)

"Slurp!"
　
　That suddenly rang out from beside Amane.
　Mahiru, who was sitting next to me on the sofa as usual, let out a cute sneeze.
　
"Do you have a cold?"
"………………No, it's fine."
　
　Although she says she's fine, Mahiru's face is bright red and she looks dazed.
　On top of that, the response just now was awfully slow.
　
"There's no way he's okay. No matter how you look at it, he has a fever."
"...That's not true."
"Stubborn bastard."
　
　With no other option, I pushed back Mahiru's bangs and pressed our foreheads together.
　It showed a slight resistance, but its reaction time was slowed down so I was able to catch it without difficulty.
　
"Wow, this isn't just a cold. You need to get some sleep."
　
　He had a very high fever and was in no condition to move around much.
　
"...This much, it's no big deal."
"When I had a cold, you were always telling me to take a rest, but now you're doing something reckless?"
　
　When Amane had caught cold before, he felt responsible for lending him his umbrella in the middle of the day and received excellent care.
　Thinking about it, that's where my relationship with Mahiru began.
　
"But I have to cook dinner..."
"I'm not going to let you make it in the middle of the day when you have a fever like this. Just take a rest."
"...It's fine, I guess."
　
　Mahiru stubbornly refuses to rest. I don't know why, but it seems like the only option is to take a strong stance.
　
"Yees..."
"Kyaa?!"
　
　He picked up the seated Mahiru in his arms. Ignoring Mahiru's panic, he went into Amane's bedroom and laid her down on the bed.
　
"Anyway, you can't sleep in your current clothes, so change into this."
　
　He gives her clothes that Mahiru can wear, such as Amane's shirt. However, Mahiru shows no signs of moving.
　
"...No."
"I'll force you to take it off."
"Yes, Amane-kun, please let me get changed."
　
　I meant it as a threat, but this was an unexpected response.
　He hesitated for a moment, but then he felt that if he didn't do that, Mahiru wouldn't budge even with a lever, so he obediently reached for Mahiru's jacket.
　
"Come on, cheers!"
"yeah……"
　
　I took off my jacket, putting it over Mahiru's head. Even though she had a cold, it felt refreshing to be taking care of Mahiru, who always looked after me one-sidedly.
　
"Next is the shirt..."
"..."
　
　I glance at Mahiru's expression, but she just stares at Amane and shows no sign of moving.
　Rather, he thrust his chest out and swallowed his saliva.
　He slowly went to the buttons of his shirt and unbuttoned them one by one.
　Even though we've been together many times, it's nerve-wracking to dress someone up like a doll.
　Eventually, the buttons are undone all the way to the bottom and the shirt opens to the left and right, revealing Mahiru's white skin and bra.
　
"…………"
　
　I couldn't help but stare at her. The contrast between her face, reddened by the Mahiru heat, and her pale skin aroused my lust, but my top priority right now was to get her changed so her cold wouldn't get worse.
　
"Aren't you going to do anything naughty, Amane-kun?"
　
　Apparently, he had her change her clothes as an invitation.
　
"You can't force someone with a cold. I'll put some spare clothes on you in case you get cold."
　
　I quickly put on Amane's shirt and buttoned it up. With this, the jacket was complete.
　
"Amane-kun, aren't you holding back?"
"That's not something a sick person should worry about. Let's get better quickly and have lots of sex."
"Y-Yes..."
"In return, once I get better, I'll do some really naughty things, so be prepared."
"That's so, so erotic..."
　
　As if imagining something, his face, already red with fever, turned even redder.
　
"Now, next... I'll take off your tights too."
　
　Somehow, getting Mahiru changed was starting to be quite fun.
　Tights...Actually, I've been wanting to try taking them off for a while now.
　Mahiru was usually the type to take off her clothes herself when having sex, but this time she wanted to take her clothes off herself.
　When I hooked my fingers around the tights around her waist, they casually lifted her hips, then I smoothly rolled them down.
　Mahiru doesn't seem to mind it much anymore, but her panties being visible at times like this still tickles a man's fancy.
　Although I felt a little sad, I quickly took off her tights and skirt so that her body wouldn't get cold, and helped Amane put on his pants.
　
(Baggy and cute)
　
　It can't be helped that the sizes don't fit, but Mahiru looks cute in all-baggy clothes.
　After getting changed, I put Mahiru to bed and prepared a plastic bottle of water for her to drink and a cooling sheet.
　
"...That's very efficient."
"I just remember being nursed to health by Mahiru the other day."
　
　The last time Mahiru looked after me, they were just acquaintances, but they still looked after me very well.
　I'm just returning what they did for me at that time.
　
"Or rather, why are you trying to do something so unreasonable?"
"Well...up until now, there was no one I could rely on even if I got sick."
　
　I don't know what kind of people Mahiru's parents are, but based on Mahiru's behavior up until now I could imagine that she must have been treated pretty badly, but I never imagined that her parents would not even take care of her when she had a cold...
　
"Koyuki-san... When I was living at home, the maid was very nice to me, but she would always leave at the appointed time, so I was always alone in the morning and at night."
"Then, this is a good opportunity, so make sure you take full advantage of the care."
"…………yes"
"You're usually trying too hard. You can rely on me more, and you can say and do what you want without holding back."
"---You don't have to hold back, do you?"
"Well, maybe I'm not very reliable though."
"That's not true, but... I heard you say that, right?"
　
　Well, Mahiru's selfishness is cute, so if there's anything she wants to do, I intend to grant it as many times as possible.
　
"Well, just stay in bed for now."
　
　I tried to leave the room so I could sleep peacefully, but I felt a tug on my clothes.
　
"Ah... I'm sorry."
　
　As if unconsciously, Mahiru grabbed the hem of Amane's clothes.
　Sensing a hint of loneliness mixed into his apologetic expression, I turned around.
　
"...Ahhh, Amane-kun?"
"Geez, I can't just leave you alone with that face."
　
　I crawl into Mahiru's futon and hug her tightly.
　
"Ah, Amane-kun!? That's no good, you'll catch a cold."
"When that time comes, Mahiru will take care of me again. For now, I just want to be by your side so that you can sleep in peace."
　
　At first Mahiru struggled and thrashed about, but then she seemed to give up and quietly curled up in his arms.
　
"Amane-kun, it's cool and feels good."
"It's Mahiru and the heat is so intense. It's like a hot water bottle."
　
　As I sleep with Mahiru in my arms like this, I feel so at ease that I almost fall asleep. I was trying to reassure Mahiru, but I ended up feeling more at ease myself.
　
"...Mahiru?"
　
　After a while, I heard the sound of regular breathing from inside my arms. It seemed that he had fallen asleep.
　He must have been tired because he had been pushing himself too hard with a high fever.
　
"……good night"
　
　He kissed her lightly on the forehead and she also fell asleep.
　　
"……yeah"
　
　I woke up to the feeling of someone gently stroking my head, and, unlike before I went to sleep, I found myself in Mahiru's arms, hugged tightly against her chest.
　
"Are you awake? Good morning, Amane-kun."
"…………Good morning, Mayu. Did you sleep well?"
"Yes, thanks to you. Amane-kun was sleeping soundly too."
　
　Because I went to bed at a strange time, it was already midnight, right after midnight.
　Being wrapped in her soft chest feels so good that I want to stay like this forever, but having my head continually stroked makes me feel embarrassed, so I shake off the temptation and get up.
　
"ah……"
"You don't have to be so reluctant, I'll let you pet me again anytime. Anyway, are you feeling okay?"
"Yes, I feel a little better now. Thank you for taking care of me."
"Well, I just changed your clothes and slept with you. Are you hungry? If you have an appetite, I'll make you some porridge."
"Are you going to make it, Amane-kun?"
"Well, unlike Mahiru, it's a ready-made meal. Don't expect it to taste good."
　
　The porridge Mahiru had made for him the other day was so delicious that it was hard to believe it was just porridge, but there was no way Amane could make something like that, so the best he could do was heat up a ready-made meal.
　
"Fufu, that's enough. Then please."
"Ou"
　I was able to make the instant porridge without any problems, but Mahiru kept asking me to feed her and blow on her, so I finished the meal feeling embarrassed from start to finish.
　
"...Have you managed to finish feeding him?"
"Sorry, I was being a bit too selfish."
"Well, I was the one who told you to be more selfish. If it's this selfish, then feel free to be as selfish as you like."
　
　It wasn't a big deal to just feed her, but the problem was that every time Mahiru opened her mouth to say "Aahhh," she felt like she was doing something wrong.
　
"Well, today is your day off, so leave the housework aside and get some rest. You still haven't gotten enough sleep."
　
　It was still the middle of the night, after all. No matter how peacefully I slept, it still wouldn't be enough time.
　
"...I've sweated quite a bit, so I'd like to take a bath."
"A bath..."
　
　Even though you're feeling a little better, you probably still have a fever, and if you take a bath in this cold weather, you might end up cooling your body down instead.
　
"Maybe you shouldn't take a bath? If your fever comes back, it'll drag on until tomorrow."
"But my clothes were sticky and it felt disgusting."
"... Shall I wipe you down?"
"picture?"
　
　Damn... "Aahh" had put me in a sexy mood, so I blurted out something that sounded like I had ulterior motives.
　
"Uh... you don't like it?"
"No, it's rare for you to say something so positive, so I was surprised. I'd appreciate it."
"Oh, yeah."
　
　Mahiru accepted Amane's offer, although she understood his ulterior motives.
　Sex would be on hold until Mahiru felt better, but it seemed that she also wanted some physical contact.