Chapter 3

“This is exactly what I need!” Shirakawa Natsumi stroked the screen with her hand, her eyes fixed on the lines and dots in the status bar that connected various parts of her body.

In his eyes, these were hope, the hope of survival.

Take a deep breath to calm yourself down and start thinking about taking the initiative. Who could resist a beautiful, outgoing, and easy-going woman with big breasts?

Having a physical disability in the past, but now seeing hope, I must move forward, whether for love or for life.

Miyu arrived at the hospital at 3 p.m. with a cigarette dangling from her mouth, but it wasn’t lit.

“You seem to be in a good mood today.” Mikoto walked to the bedside with his hands in his pockets, picked up the manuscript on the bedside table and started flipping through it: “Is it another action-packed story? Where do you plan to stop this time?”

“I plan to finish this drawing.” Shirakawa Natsu looked at Miyuki, who was 1.79 meters tall, with medium-length black hair, wearing a brown leather jacket, a T-shirt, dark jeans and riding boots, looking like a model who had just walked out of a fashion show.

Miyuki paused for a moment while flipping through the manuscript, then quickly resumed, saying, “At least this time the editor won’t be begging me to continue the serialization. The editorial department’s complaint letters have filled an entire conference room, and you’ve been named the worst manga artist in history.”

“But as long as a new story starts, I’ll still read it while cursing it.” Shirakawa Natsu smiled. He didn’t stop updating in the usual sense, but rather he suddenly stopped updating at the most exciting part. That was very uncomfortable, like just when you’re about to shudder, it suddenly stops.

“Surprisingly good.” Mikoto pulled out a chair from the side, sat down casually, and flipped through the pages. “I really don’t know how you came up with these ideas.”

“Let’s not talk about that today.” Shirakawa Natsu indicated that they had something to discuss. After Miyuki put down the manuscript, she said seriously, “I plan to pursue Hashimoto Arina, and I need your help now.”

If he had a choice, he wouldn’t want to make this public, but given his current physical condition, he can’t do anything without help.

Mikoto scrutinized him closely, as if she were seeing him for the first time: “Are you serious?”

Shirakawa Natsumi also looked serious: “Do I look like I’m joking? You’re very experienced in pursuing women, what advice do you have?”

Miyuki didn’t speak, staring at him for a long time: “Does it have to be Hashimoto Arina? If you’re craving women, your royalties are enough to choose the type you like.”

“This is love, not a trip to the red-light district.” Shirakawa Natsumi pouted. “Hurry up and come up with an effective solution.”

Miyu stared at him and thought for a while: “There is only one possibility. I will pursue her first, and then I will date you. In that case, it is equivalent to you dating her indirectly.”

Shirakawa Natsu carefully examined Miyuki. He was handsome, but he usually dressed in a neutral style, so she only thought he was very cool.

Moreover, her chest was quite full, surprisingly well-endowed, at least a C cup.

When Mikoto saw his gaze drift towards her chest, she didn’t flinch or look away: “Are you seriously considering the feasibility?”

“Of course not.” Shirakawa Natsu just had a feeling that my brother could charge forward without saying a word.

“No matter what, it’s impossible.” Mikoto’s words lacked any of the traditional Eastern customs of reading the room or subtlety.

“Just the identity of doctor and patient is difficult enough, let alone the fact that you are at least six years apart in age.”

“Boys at this age often become sexually interested in mature older women. She just happens to be around you at this age and you mistake her for love.”

“Men are very loyal; they will always like young and beautiful women.”

Shirakawa Natsumi felt dizzy from what she said, just like Miyuki had said, this time she really chose the most difficult target to win over.

If I had just used Mikoto’s photo, maybe I could have had some fun for my brother’s sake, and maybe even completed the strategy.

“Sigh.” Shirakawa Natsu sighed softly. He knew that he had unconsciously typed in Hashimoto Arina’s photo because he harbored some secret expectation in his heart.

Seeing his dejected expression, Mi Zhi Shi stopped there, patted her pocket, took out a small card and placed it on the bedside table: “The hospital should be able to provide home service here.”

“Get lost, get lost, get lost.” Shirakawa Natsu waved her hand. After their conversation, she gained nothing except the feeling that there was absolutely no hope of completing the mission.

Mi Zhi Shi didn’t linger. He put the cigarette back in his mouth, picked up the manuscript, and said, “I’m leaving now. Call me if you need anything.”

Shirakawa Natsu watched Miyuki leave, having achieved her goal: to plant a seed in her heart so that she could ask for help whenever she needed it in the future.

Open the app and start researching. Hashimoto Arina’s current affection level is 76. If you extract her now, you will get 76 affection points.

Each target can be extracted twice, meaning you must reserve one extraction for when you’ve maxed out their affection level to avoid wasting it.

During the strategy process, you can make one purchase of items.

76 points is a subtle amount. The initial hairstyle, a refreshing golden mess, is a plus of +10 for being nice to a married man.

At this stage, it’s completely useless to him.

Upgrading to flowing golden medium hair would increase Hashimoto Arina’s favorability by 10 points, but it would cost 80 points.

Music and photography skills only require 10 points, but he believes that Hashimoto Arina will increase 76’s favorability because of his singing or photography skills.

The stamina potions among the items are also very useful, but they are disposable.

He doesn’t want to exchange for any items unless absolutely necessary.

Because if you can complete the walkthrough on your own, you can get 100 full points, which is just enough to exchange for a Minotaur Heart.

A healthy heart is something he dreams of having.

My heart palpitates more than ten times a day now, and my heart cramps when I get emotional. If I don’t exchange for a heart soon, I risk dying during the game.

He is racing against time.

His inability to leave his hospital bed is a disadvantage, so he needs to find ways to create more opportunities to spend time with Hashimoto Arina.

Then you just have to wait for the opportunity and be patient. In movies and TV shows, the blond-haired characters usually appear when the female lead is feeling down.

He picked up his pen and drawing board again. The works he had drawn, such as “Bleach,” “Naruto,” and “Saint Seiya,” were all classic shonen anime. Although Hashimoto Arina praised them, she was not too keen on following his updates and did not urge him to update again after he stopped updating.

Obviously, those weren’t her type.

I need to draw comics that she’ll be interested in in order to create more topics of conversation and opportunities for us to meet.

Shirakawa Natsu began to search through her memories, and after comparing and contrasting them, she finally wrote the title of her new work, “The Moonlight is Beautiful,” on the drawing board.

This is a story about middle school students falling in love. It’s a realistic and heartwarming romance drama that closely reflects the experiences of many people in middle school.

The film delicately portrays the innocent and mutual sacrifices between the male and female protagonists.

He certainly didn’t copy the plot exactly; he used it as a reference and made some modifications. The female lead was based on Arina Hashimoto.

Soon, a female protagonist who bore an eight-tenths resemblance to Arina Hashimoto appeared on the page under his pen.

The girl’s smile was innocent and radiant, as if she had gathered all the beauty in the world into her smile.

He had already simulated various versions of Arina Hashimoto countless times in his mind; now he was simply bringing a picture he had already drawn in his mind to life.

After Shirakawa Natsu’s time travel, her painting skills improved dramatically. It wasn’t due to a strange time travel experience; she knew she didn’t have much time left, and because of kidney problems, she didn’t have the troubles of women.

This allowed him to devote himself entirely to his painting career. Every day of his life could be his last, and this mindset greatly improved his painting skills.

Shirakawa Natsu picked up the manuscript. The girl was beautiful and pure, but there was an inexplicable hint of eroticism about her.

“Sigh.” He sighed softly, wiped away the stain on his chest, drew a smaller circle, and when he looked at it again, it had indeed turned into the shape of his first love.

But he felt that Hashimoto Arina had lost her soul.

“I hope she likes it.” Shirakawa Natsu took a deep breath, enduring the weakness in her arm, and began to quickly sketch on the drawing.

Like a pianist, with a lighthearted rhythm, the tender feelings of first love gradually emerge on his drawings.