My Brother is Awesome
Shirakawa Natsu was surprised; the fact that he had a minotaur’s heart transplant was his secret. Kimura Momo, however, pointed out that his recovery was going well.
“Mr. Xia, have you forgotten that Hashimoto Arina and I both graduated from medical school?” Kimura Momo laughed. “Compared to the last time we met, Mr. Xia, your complexion has improved significantly. Are you planning to be discharged from the hospital?”
Shirakawa Natsu felt a deep-seated wariness towards him and didn’t want to talk to him much, so she replied perfunctorily, “It’s not clear yet, we’ll wait for the test results.”
“Ring ring ring.” Kimura Momo’s cell phone rang in his pocket. He bowed to Shirakawa Natsumi to apologize, then stepped back a few meters to answer the call.
Only Shirakawa Natsu and the black-stockinged girl Jingu Nao, who was smiling at her, remained at the scene.
Shirakawa Natsu felt inexplicably awkward under her gaze.
Nao Jingu spoke up first, “Mr. Natsu doesn’t seem to be in good spirits.”
“Uh, is it that obvious?” Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback. He had too many things to consider these days.
The reason I was able to win over Hashimoto Arina this time was because she already had feelings for me, and there was also an element of luck involved.
A question would involuntarily pop into his mind: Could he still succeed in this next time with a different girl?
Jingu Nao put a finger to her lips, her eyes crinkling into crescents as she smiled: “Just like a corporate slave on the last night of a holiday, Mr. Natsu, are you having any troubles?”
Shirakawa Natsu became interested in this beautiful and enthusiastic girl. His worry was how to win someone else’s girlfriend, so he laughed and said, “I guess it’s anxiety. I’m not sure if I can achieve my goal.”
With her hands behind her back and her body leaning forward, Jingu Nao smiled energetically: “When I lack confidence, I cheer up even more, because all the efforts we’ve made up to this moment are for this very moment, to turn the memories of each day into shining badges, and to wear them proudly on our chests.”
“An interesting theory.” Shirakawa Natsu scratched his head; he wasn’t the kind of person who would be easily influenced.
I just felt that the girl in front of me was innocent and carefree, and her small body seemed to be full of vitality.
As the two were talking, Kimura Momo finished her phone call and came over to Shirakawa Natsu with a smile, saying, “Sorry, I have some things to take care of at school, so I’ll have to leave now.”
“Okay.” Shirakawa Natsu waved his hand as a greeting, but the more Kimura Momo acted like she was close to him, the more wary he became.
Seeing him today, whose appearance has gradually transformed into that of a gentle, silver-haired beauty, I felt a chill run down my spine.
“Goodbye, Mr. Xia~” Jingu Nao waved enthusiastically and followed Kimura Momo away.
Shirakawa Natsu pulled his gaze away from her feet; they were long and straight, clad in black stockings, the kind of feet he could look at for a year without getting tired of them.
With her warm and outgoing personality, anyone who dates her will never be lonely, regardless of whether they’re on top or on the bottom.
After Kimura Momo left, he finished the remaining tests and then took the test results to the office of his newly scheduled attending physician.
The attending physician this time was a professor with half-gray hair. He adjusted his glasses, examined the test report for a long time, then looked up at Shirakawa Natsu with a hesitant expression.
“I know my body very well,” Shirakawa Natsumi said casually. “You can speak frankly.”
The professor nodded: “Mr. Xia, your heart is very healthy and more vigorous than that of people your age, but your other organs show varying degrees of failure.”
Pointing to the test report, he said, “The most urgent issue now is chronic kidney failure, accompanied by nausea, fatigue, and sexual dysfunction. I suggest you be hospitalized for treatment, otherwise it could develop into uremia at any time.”
“I don’t want to be hospitalized.” Shirakawa Natsumi shook her head. “I need you to prescribe medication to alleviate my symptoms, and also keep my personal information confidential.”
The professor adjusted his glasses: “Mr. Xia, although you are an important VIP guest of our hospital, for the sake of your health, I must tell you that if you are not hospitalized, your condition will deteriorate rapidly within a year at most.”
Shirakawa Natsu glanced at him, thinking to herself, “If you were a mature married woman, I might consider being hospitalized.”
He shook his head: “I know my own situation. Just prescribe the medicine as I request.”
Seeing that he couldn’t persuade him otherwise, the professor had no choice but to prescribe the medication as requested.
He shook his head inwardly, thinking how much profit the hospital would lose by having such a wealthy and high-quality client who only takes medication and doesn’t stay in the hospital.
After leaving the ward, Shirakawa Natsumi followed the nurse’s instructions to the medicine cabinet to get her medication.
When he left the pharmacy, he felt dizzy. His kidney failure prevented him from doing heavy physical labor, and these symptoms would become more and more severe, lasting up to a year in the late stage.
However, compared to the heart problem that threatened to kill him at any moment at the beginning, kidney failure at least wouldn’t take his life immediately.
But he can’t relax because of this, because a year is only a theoretical time, and he needs to be carefully cared for if he doesn’t stay in the hospital bed.
The condition may worsen at any time.
Using the Huangmao app to get a kidney transplant is the primary goal at hand.
But this raises another issue: while kidneys can directly enhance male potency, the body organs obtained through the Huangmao app can be upgraded.
If an ordinary heart is already stronger than that of an average person, how strong would an upgraded kidney be?
Moreover, the organs that can be exchanged are not just internal organs, but can also be exchanged for minotaur little brothers.
It must be at least 20 centimeters long, and if it goes up two more levels, it would probably be around 40 centimeters.
It really is a case of going up and down.
If it weren’t for my own need to exchange organs to sustain my life, any normal person could obtain the app.
Upgrade your Minotaur buddy, and with those weird and wonderful gadgets, you’ll probably take off like a rocket.
Shirakawa Natsu seems to be gradually beginning to understand the correct way to use the NTR app.
Push the horrifying images out of your head and go to the hall to find Miyuki.
When he arrived in the lobby carrying a large bag of medicine, Miyuki had already exchanged contact information with the beautiful nurse.
“Let’s go home.” Shirakawa Natsumi and Miyuki left the hospital together and got back into her jeep.
The two talked about their plans to apply to universities along the way.
Miyuki knew very well about Shirakawa Natsu’s condition, but she didn’t ask about these unusual signs.
The car stopped in front of a luxury apartment building in downtown Tokyo.
After getting off the bus, Shirakawa Natsu looked up at the apartment building. The building had more than 30 floors and was indeed a high-end apartment, built in a magnificent style.
Expensive things have only one drawback: they are expensive.
He and Miyuki entered the spacious elevator together, which finally stopped on the twelfth floor.
Use the key in the envelope to open the door. It’s a duplex apartment with an interior area of about 100 square meters, four bedrooms and two living rooms, and all the furniture you need.
Shirakawa Natsumi tossed her things into the master bedroom, then took out her phone to call Hashimoto Arina and arranged to have dinner together that evening.
After hanging up the phone, I saw Mikoto lying casually on the sofa with her legs crossed. She is 1.79 meters tall, and this posture perfectly accentuated her figure, making her no less than a professional model.
“Yano-Kami, would you like to move in with me?” Shirakawa Natsu asked. He needed Yano-Kami’s help with many things, and if they could live together, it would save a lot of time. Moreover, he was unsure if something might happen to him at night because of his identity, and he would feel much more at ease with Yano-Kami looking after him.
Miyu glanced at him, then looked towards the master bedroom and asked, “Should we live together, or together?”
Shirakawa Natsu pointed to the side bedroom on the second floor of the duplex: “Let’s live together.”
Miyuki raised her head slightly, thought for a few seconds, and then said, “I don’t like to wear clothes after taking a shower.”
Shirakawa Natsu’s gaze swept over her S-shaped figure. Of course, he didn’t mind Miyuki running around the house naked or sitting on the sofa watching TV.
But if he directly said he didn’t mind, wouldn’t it seem strange, like he was being antisocial? He pondered for a few seconds and then asked seriously, “Should I wear it?”
Miyuki’s gaze swept over his lower body: “You should wear it.”
Shirakawa Natsu felt offended, but since she needed his help, she maintained a proper attitude: “Is there anything else I should be aware of?”
“I’m lazy, I just throw my clothes wherever I change them,” Mikoto said. “I don’t usually like to clean either.”
“It’s okay, I’ll throw it in the restroom for you if it’s on my way.” Shirakawa Natsu nodded.
“I sometimes bring women home,” Mikoto added.
“It doesn’t matter.”
“I may not be in my own room.”
Shirakawa Natsumi pondered for a few seconds, then asked seriously, “May I join?”
Miyuki showed the same thoughtful expression, and after a long while said, “It depends on the situation.”
Shirakawa Natsu bowed ninety degrees: “Please be sure to check in.”
The two looked at each other and then smiled at the same time.
Having been together for so many years, the two have an excellent understanding and know that they are jokingly pointing out some bad habits to give each other a heads-up.
Shirakawa Natsuya also knew that Miyuki wouldn’t actually mess around with a woman in the living room in front of him.
They certainly wouldn’t create a situation where they’re attacked from both sides. Right?
Strange images resurfaced in my mind, prompting three existential questions: Who is being squeezed? Who is being attacked? Who is attacking?
The relationship between Miyuki and Shirakawa Natsu seems strange, but it makes sense if you consider her as a playboy or a womanizer.
It’s all caused by gender perception bias.
Shirakawa Natsu and Miyuki went to the supermarket to buy some essential daily necessities.
The two worked until sunset.
Miyu took him to the hotel she had booked, while she went back to pack her luggage, planning to move in tonight or tomorrow.
Shirakawa Natsu said she wanted to help, but then felt offended by Minoki’s contemptuous gaze.
However, he was still very grateful to Miyuki. Given her lone wolf-like personality, her willingness to move in was probably because she was worried that he might suddenly die alone.
Shirakawa Natsu checked the time; there was still half an hour until the agreed-upon time.
When he entered the hotel, he found that Hashimoto Arina was already sitting in the lobby waiting for him.
Hashimoto Arina had clearly dressed up carefully today, with exquisite makeup on her face. Her long hair, which she usually tied in a ponytail, was down, with two small braids combed out from the hair and tied into a circle at the back of her head, giving her a mature yet dignified look.
The mature charm of the pretty girl next door she possessed was completely different from the maturing feeling of Jingu Nao whom I met today; she was somewhere between a young girl and a fully mature wife.
“Sister Youcai, you look so beautiful today. I’ve never seen your clothes before,” Shirakawa Natsumi said, stepping forward and smiling as she took her hands in hers.
