Luck is a mirror, and it breaks when it is brightest.

"So dizzy..."

Makoto Hojo sat on the mat with an ugly face, raised his hand and touched his forehead. His body temperature was significantly higher than normal, and even the breath of his nose hitting his wrist was extremely hot.

He was awakened by the cold just now, and then when he opened his eyes, he felt dizzy and a nausea.

The disease attacked him.

"Did I catch a cold or did I get infected with some virus after being bitten by those mosquitoes?"

Makoto Hojo admitted that he was beginning to panic. The fever alone was not fatal, but the high fever did not subside without treatment, which may cause a series of more dangerous diseases.

Death had already raised his sickle to him.

"Why is the rain still falling?"

He looked at the drizzle floating outside the hole with a low face.

After a night of "crackling", the sky was still dull and it seemed that there would be heavy rain for several days.

If his mood yesterday was "a blessing in disguise", then now it would be "a rainy night after being leaked", which is terrible.

"I probably haven't reached the level of high fever yet, right?"

Makoto Hojo now feels dizzy and has no appetite, but his body does not feel too discomfort, and his body temperature is only about 38 degrees at most.

The terrible thing about getting sick in the wild is that he cannot get treatment. Now he can only use his body to resist and is helpless except drinking more water.

"Do you want to tell Qingshuixiao..."

He turned his head and looked at the girl who was still sleeping soundly lying beside him.

Qingshuixun's sleeping position is very elegant, lying flat on his regular body, with his hands overlapping on his lower abdomen. This alone is not something that ordinary children can have, and the temperament of a lady from a family is obvious.

"Forget it..." Hojo Makoto shook his head, "Tell her that she can't change anything."

Qingshui Xun seemed to feel her gaze, her eyelids twitched, and then she slowly opened her beautiful eyes.

"It's early."

Makoto Hojo greeted him as usual.

"It's dawn?"

Qingshuixun asked, rubbing his hazy eyes.

"It's bright, but not completely bright." Hojo Makoto said.

"It's still rainy."

Qingshui Xun looked at the dark sky outside the cave, curled her mouth, and said lazily: "I want to sleep for a while."

"Um……"

Makoto Hojo looked at Shimizuki who closed his eyes again, thought for a while, and asked, "Senior Shimizu, aren't you worried that I will attack you?"

"What do you want to do?"

Shimizu Junk immediately sat up, looked at Hojo Makoto alertly, and said with his hands crossed his chest, "Don't be stupid."

"It just looks like you seem to be very relieved to me... it feels a little strange."

Makoto Hojo wants to laugh but can't.

"I just think you are still a human being." Qingshui fumigated with poisonous tongue.

“It’s really a high evaluation.”

Makoto Hojo couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the rain outside the cave. The discomfort in his body made him feel inexplicably sad. He whispered: "Senior Shimizu, you are saying you want to take revenge on me, but you have never done anything to me. Do you want to domesticate me?"

"You think that's it." Qingshui Xun said expressionlessly.

"I've seen through your thoughts."

Makoto Hojo suddenly wanted to sneer again, and after straightening his hair, he said confidently: "After I humiliated you that day, you were unwilling to let me die so easily, so he changed his methods to use softness on me, wanting me to surrender mentally. It was your strategy to risk your life to save me, I guess it's right... Hiss!"

Qingshui Xun suddenly kicked him hard with his bare Bai Runyu foot, his face turned particularly cold, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I'm right."

"I just said that Senior Sister Shimizu, you can't be nice to me for no reason."

Hojo Makoto rubbed his shoulders that were kicked by Shimizuki, and felt even more dizzy. He said casually: "If I get sick now, will you take care of me?"

"Won't."

Shimizumaki seemed to dislike hearing what Hojo said. He frowned suddenly and said in a cold voice: "I saved you at the sea because I thought I could save you, but I can't do anything about you when you are sick. Since you can't live and let me take revenge, then..."

She paused for a moment and continued, "I will throw you into the sea and feed the fish to relieve my anger."

"oh."

Makoto Hojo completely gave up the idea of ​​telling Shimizumaki that he was sick.

"I'll find something to eat." He had to drink more water to heal himself.

"Don't touch fruits you've never seen before."

"I know."

"Don't go to the sea."

"Um."

Makoto Hojo walked out of the cave and came to the forest. The pit dug yesterday was now filled with rain.

He squatted down and scooped up a handful of slightly turbid water with his hand, and put it into his mouth, with a trace of salty smell mixed with.

After replenishing a lot of moisture, he walked towards the beach, of course he didn't plan to go into the water.

Swimming may worsen your condition when you have fever.

He just wanted to go to the sea.

The tide was rising last night, and there should be many marine creatures stranded, and there must be some that can be eaten.

“It’s so energetic.”

Makoto Hojo looked at the few small crabs walking rapidly on the beach. If it weren't for the illness, he would have been in a good mood.

"It is said that things can usually be picked up in dark places."

He walked around the coast, fumbled between the cracks of stones, and also places covered by seaweed were worth exploring.

Finally, I found a few sea cucumbers and sea urchins.

"It's better not to eat sea cucumbers raw, right?"

Makoto Hojo had some regrets and threw the sea cucumbers in his hand back to the sea, and returned to the cave with a few sea urchins of the same species as Qingshui Suan yesterday. On the way, he drank a few big mouthfuls of water in the forest.

"I'm back."

When he returned to the cave, Qingshuixiao was still lying on the mat.

“Get up and have breakfast.”

"You went into the sea?"

Shimizumaki looked at the sea urchin brought back by Hojo Makoto in a daze.

“Picked up.”

"You're still useful."

"I'll ask you for supper."

Makoto Hojo felt his body getting worse and worse, his dizziness became stronger and stronger, and his body temperature might have risen again.

He didn't want to move anymore, so the rain was heavy that he didn't know whether it was good or bad. At least he could just replenish the water and just reach out to the outside of the hole to connect.

"I'll make up for my sleep."

Makoto Hojo tried to resist letting himself show morbidity in front of Shimizumaki.

His body gradually became a little sore and weak, so he simply lay on the mat and fell asleep again.

Then there was a life of being a soft-hearted person.

The second day after he was stranded on the deserted island, Makoto Hojo ate and went to bed. He kept repeating this behavior and the sky soon darkened again.

"Why does the condition seem to be getting worse?"

After Makoto Hojo woke up again, he felt his eyes spinning and almost vomiting.

‘Are you going to die?’

He couldn't help but smile bitterly and wanted to get up, but found that his body had completely become weak.

I could only barely lift my neck and look at the entrance of the cave. It was pitch black outside, and a girl sat not far away with her back.

"You're awake?"

Shimizumi turned around when she heard the movement, and her fingers were still missing in the cave. She could only vaguely see the outline of Makoto Hojo.

"Senior Shimizu, aren't you still sleeping?" Hojo Makoto said with all his strength.
To be continued...