Anime Crossover: Starting By Bullying Bocchi-chan in my Second Life

After getting Yamada Ryo’s address, Kitahara Makoto changed his clothes and went straight out.

Half an hour later.

Arriving at the address Nijika gave, a villa prominently appeared before his eyes.

That’s right.

Although Yamada Ryo often ate wild vegetables and weeds, her parents ran a private hospital, so she was actually a rich young lady. She had a lot of pocket money every month, but she was usually a big spender, wanting to buy anything she liked, and her newly received pocket money would be gone in a couple of days.

Kitahara Makoto walked up to the video intercom and pressed the doorbell.

However, he waited a full minute, but there was no response.

"No reply to the message either..."

Looking at the unread message displayed on his phone, Kitahara Makoto frowned slightly.

Yamada Ryo was most likely at home, after all, besides Nijika, she had no other friends, and it was impossible for her to go out without her phone.

Kitahara Makoto was about to circle the villa to find a place to climb in when the video doorbell suddenly lit up, revealing a haggard, pretty face, followed by Yamada Ryo’s weak voice:

"Who is it?"

Kitahara Makoto quickly returned to the video doorbell:

"Ryo, it’s me."

"Eh?" Yamada Ryo was startled. "Kitahara-kun, why are you outside?"

"Nijika said you weren’t responding to her messages and was worried if you were sick, but the store is too busy for her to leave, so she asked me to come check on you."

Kitahara Makoto explained the reason.

"Understood..." Yamada Ryo’s voice was weak. "The gate is open now, Kitahara-kun, please come in."

"..."

Kitahara Makoto stepped into the villa. Before long, he finally saw Yamada Ryo.

Good news.

Yamada Ryo could still come downstairs by herself.

Bad news.

Yamada Ryo’s face was abnormally flushed, and her expression was haggard; she was clearly sick.

"Ryo, are you sick?"

Kitahara Makoto quickly walked up to Yamada Ryo.

"I don’t know, I just feel a bit dizzy..."

"It’s not just dizziness, you can’t even walk steadily anymore!"

Kitahara Makoto quickly stepped forward, supported the stumbling Yamada Ryo, then pushed Yamada Ryo’s bangs up and gently pressed his forehead against Yamada Ryo’s forehead.

"So hot."

"Your forehead is so hot, you clearly have a fever."

Kitahara Makoto said in a deep voice:

"Is there a first-aid kit at home?"

Yamada Ryo’s voice was weak:

"In the storage room..."

Hearing this, Kitahara Makoto looked around, then simply reached out and picked Yamada Ryo up:

"Ryo, you direct the way."

The villa was so big; he had no idea where the storage room was. Instead of searching around randomly, it was better to use Yamada Ryo as a navigation guide.

A moment later.

Under Yamada Ryo’s guidance, Kitahara Makoto successfully reached the storage room, found the hidden item ’first-aid kit,’ and then, still guided by Yamada Ryo, Kitahara Makoto, carrying Yamada Ryo in one arm and the first-aid kit in the other, arrived at Yamada Ryo’s bedroom.

"Tsk~"

Kitahara Makoto let out a soft tsk:

"Ryo’s room is a bit messy."

Manga books, game discs, a TV, a PS5, snack wrappers, various musical instruments, and stockings and clothes thrown everywhere... While it wasn’t impossible to walk, it certainly made someone with OCD quite uncomfortable.

Yamada Ryo’s voice was weak and listless:

"When Nijika comes to visit, she helps clean up..."

You should clean your own room!

Kitahara Makoto couldn’t worry about that much for now. He placed Yamada Ryo on the bed, then took out a thermometer:

"Here, let’s take your temperature first."

The thermometer Kitahara Makoto took out was an electronic thermometer. The biggest difference between it and a regular mercury thermometer was its speed; placed under the armpit, it only needed fifteen seconds to measure body temperature.

"Ryo, why weren’t you reading messages?"

Kitahara Makoto asked while she was taking her temperature.

"My phone must have run out of battery." Yamada Ryo’s voice was weak. "I usually only charge it when the battery is at two percent."

Kitahara Makoto was immediately shocked.

Only charge at two percent?

Are there really people that terrifying in the world?

Good heavens, you don’t have battery anxiety at all!

"I’ll help you charge it later." Kitahara Makoto was quite speechless. "Let’s check your temperature first..."

He took the thermometer from Yamada Ryo’s armpit, and the temperature on it made Kitahara Makoto raise an eyebrow slightly.

"Thirty-nine point four degrees..."

Undoubtedly, this was already in the high fever range.

"Ryo, do you want to take medicine or should I take you to the hospital?"

Yamada Ryo frowned, clearly very uncomfortable, and whispered:

"Take medicine, no hospital."

Just speak normally, don’t use reduplicated words!

"Alright, then we’ll take medicine. If your temperature doesn’t go down, we’ll go to the hospital." Kitahara Makoto agreed, while rummaging through the first-aid kit for medicine, he asked, "Ryo, you’re usually very healthy, how did you suddenly catch a cold and fever?"

"Last night when I was showering, the gas water heater seemed to break, and the hot water suddenly turned cold. My hair was half-washed and full of foam, so I just rinsed with cold water..."

Yamada Ryo sat leaning against the bed, her voice weak, explaining the reason.

"At first, I just had a stuffy nose and felt uncomfortable. Then my head became heavy and drowsy. I don’t know how long passed until I finally woke up when I heard the doorbell."

Just taking a cold shower caused a fever?

Girls, these creatures, are indeed super delicate.

"Found the medicine."

Kitahara Makoto quickly found a box of fever reducer in the medicine cabinet. He checked the production and expiration dates, confirmed they were fine, and was about to give it to Yamada Ryo.

However, the next second.

Kitahara Makoto’s gaze suddenly froze:

"Wait a minute!"

Kitahara Makoto widened his eyes, carefully looking at the instructions for the fever reducer. Two inconspicuous characters clearly appeared:

"Fever... Suppository???"

Kitahara Makoto had never used a suppository, but he had seen a pig run even if he hadn’t eaten pork. If he remembered correctly, this thing wasn’t an oral medication, was it?

He silently put down the suppository in his hand and started rummaging through the medicine cabinet again.

A moment later.

Kitahara Makoto said helplessly:

"Ryo, there’s only one box of fever-reducing suppositories in the medicine box, no other fever reducers... Do you want to use this box of suppositories, or should I go out and buy fever reducers?"

"Just use the suppository." Yamada Ryo glanced over, frowning, and whispered, "I feel so uncomfortable now, my heart is beating so fast, I feel like it’s about to explode. If Kitahara-kun goes out to buy medicine, it’ll take half an hour there and back. I might die."

The human body isn’t that fragile, okay!

Kitahara Makoto raised an eyebrow slightly and said:

"Ryo, you know how to use a suppository, right?"

"I know, oh." Yamada Ryo tilted her head and looked over. "When I was little, I often caught colds and fevers and used them many times. And suppositories reduce fever very quickly."

Ordinary oral fever reducers, after being swallowed, first enter the stomach, where they stay for half an hour before entering the intestines. At this point, the medicine’s effect is absorbed by the intestines, so ordinary fever reducers take at least an hour to start reducing fever.

Fever-reducing suppositories are different.

As is well known, a certain part is entirely mucous membrane, and mucous membranes absorb medication very quickly, taking as little as twenty minutes to show effect.

"Then there’s no problem." Kitahara Makoto handed over the fever-reducing suppository. "Ryo, you do it yourself. I’ll wait outside the room."

"No."

Yamada Ryo suddenly shook her head.

"What do you mean?"

Yamada Ryo looked over piteously:

"I have no strength at all right now, my head is so dizzy, my heart is beating so fast, I feel like I’m about to faint... Kitahara-kun, please help."

Kitahara Makoto: "..."

That suppository thing needs help?

Are you a three-year-old child?!

"Ryo, since you’ve used suppositories before, you must know how to use them..." Kitahara Makoto raised an eyebrow slightly. "Are you sure you want my help?"

Yamada Ryo said nonchalantly:

"It’s fine, anyway, my whole body has already been seen by Kitahara-kun, right?"

Kitahara Makoto: "..."

While what she said wasn’t wrong, how could you have the nerve to ask for help with a suppository!

Kitahara Makoto was one hundred percent certain that, apart from Yamada Ryo in front of him, no other girl would ever ask him to help with a suppository to reduce fever.

Yamada Ryo continued:

"And Kitahara-kun will use an even more terrifying big python [BEEP—] later, so just consider this practice..."

Idiot!

You’re already running a high fever of thirty-nine degrees, so don’t tell dirty jokes!

Since that was the case, Kitahara Makoto stopped being pretentious:

"Then I’ll help... Ryo, turn your body over."

"Can’t turn." Yamada Ryo said weakly, "I really have no strength at all right now."

"..."

Kitahara Makoto was helpless. He could only walk to the bed, and by himself, turn the feverish and weak Yamada Ryo over, adjusting her posture.

Because Yamada Ryo was sick with a fever, she was still wearing pajamas, a common top and bottom set.

To use the suppository, the pajamas definitely had to be taken off, otherwise it couldn’t be used.

Kitahara Makoto took a deep breath, extended his hands, and reached for Yamada Ryo’s waist:

"Ryo, shall I begin?"

"Mm."

Yamada Ryo buried her face in the pillow and responded muffledly.

"..."

Two minutes passed in a flash.

Kitahara Makoto held his breath and successfully helped Yamada Ryo use the fever-reducing suppository.

"Hoo..."

Kitahara Makoto couldn’t help but let out a long sigh of relief, feeling parched and uncomfortable all over, more exhausting than running ten kilometers in thirty minutes.

Just a little more.

If Yamada Ryo hadn’t been so gravely ill, he would have almost lost his composure!

"I’m so thirsty," Yamada Ryo said, her pretty face flushed, still burying her face in the pillow while hugging it. "I want to drink water."

Are you shy?

The suppository has already been used, it’s too late to be shy now!

It’s a pity that today’s daily quest is Yamada Ryo’s tears, not her shyness, otherwise the daily quest would have been completed in one go.

"Wait a moment, I’ll go pour some water."

Kitahara Makoto exhaled lightly, quietly adjusted his posture, and then prepared to go downstairs to pour water.

"Kitahara-kun, lend me your phone," Yamada Ryo extended her right hand and whispered, "I want to say a few words to Nijika."

"Okay."

Kitahara Makoto then remembered that he had been quite busy since coming in and forgot to message Nijika. So he took out his phone, handed it to Yamada Ryo, and then turned and left the room:

"I’m going downstairs to pour water."