Toru did not stay long at the Gotoh household.
After borrowing a place to sleep for one more night, he left this gentle haven before Hitori's father returned from his business trip.
After these two days of probing, he confirmed one thing.
His girlfriend possessed memories from the simulator, and not just a few.
On the first night, when she was still a virgin, Bocchi-chan already displayed an astonishing level skill on the bed.
The second day was even more terrifying. Toru himself was a little scared.
This shameless woman who produced enough fluids worked especially hard in bed, serving Toru so comfortably that for a moment, he even had the thought of marrying only Bocchi-chan.
Fortunately.
Toru was a scumbag and quickly broke free from this unacceptable mindset.
There were countless forests in the world. He could not give up all the other little trees for the sake of one big tree.
Even if Bocchi-chan was bigger than everyone else combined.
Thinking carefully, among the girls in the simulator whose memories might have been inherited, and whose relationships were unclear, they were actually all flat-chested.
Ijichi Nijika, A, nailed down, completely flat.
Kita Ikuyo, A, small and delicate.
Yamada Ryo, B, just starting to take shape.
Tachibana Kanade, B, fits perfectly in one hand.
Ijichi Seika, B, cute and soft.
Kagarino Kirie, B, not big, not small.
Gotoh Hitori, E, towering mountains.
Looking around, there was not a single C. Toru was genuinely speechless. He was not a lolicon, nor was he a flat-chest enthusiast, yet all the girls he interacted with were plank princesses.
And under these circumstances,
Bocchi-chan was clearly extremely competitive.
One year ago, Bocchi-chan was only at D level. Recently, she had reached E level, and there was even a possibility of further growth. In the future, after having a baby, this pair of treasures could even advance another tier and reach F.
Do you even know what F means?
A size that could suffocate you if you buried your face in it.
A size that even five hands could not fully grasp.
It was terrifying.
"Sigh, when did I turn into this kind of man… Back during the first simulation, when I dated Hitori, I did not even think about this stuff."
Toru recalled the past.
The first time he slept with Bocchi-chan, his reaction could actually be summed up in one sentence.
I really underestimated you.
Bocchi-chan usually wore pink tracksuits every day, wrapping that pair of soft, deadly weapons tightly under thick outerwear. That day, after checking into the hotel and after his girlfriend finished her bath, the two round, snowy peaks covered and propped up by a thin shirt looked as if they were about to burst through the fabric, making it impossible for Toru to look away.
As for later imitating Gon's dad and running away from his family, that was purely because he did not understand love back when he was playing the simulator. He only focused on honing his skills.
Playing games and collecting R18 CGs every day, you get tired of it eventually. And Hitori's personality felt troublesome to Toru back then.
In the end, it was mainly because he did not understand her well enough.
After deepening his understanding,
Toru instead began to like Bocchi-chan's socially anxious personality. If it had been fixed, whether she would still be this cute was really another question.
While thinking about all this,
Toru raised his head and looked at today's destination.
Tokyo Medical University Hospital.
The leg that Hiroi Kikuri had broken a month ago was finally healed enough for her to be discharged today. She had her cast removed yesterday, and her recovery was going well.
If not for Toru reminding her not to run around, this alcoholic big sister would probably have been discharged long ago, instead of waiting for her dear little brother to come help with the paperwork.
Entering the inpatient building,
After arriving at the ward, Toru found Hiroi Kikuri staring out the window, slightly lost in thought, like the Hachiko statue in front of Shibuya Station.
"Little Toru…"
Hiroi Kikuri heard the footsteps and turned to look at Toru. Her pretty face looked so aggrieved that she seemed on the verge of crying.
After abstaining for a full month, she was about to lose control.
"All right, Kikuri-san, do not look at me with that pitiful expression…"
Toru took out a can of beer he had prepared in advance from his jacket.
After taking a sip, the big sister Hiroi immediately broke into a radiant smile.
All her worries drifted far away from her.
Worries about the future, money problems, population decline, the wealth gap.
"Next, let's go take care of the discharge procedures."
"No rush, no rush."
Hiroi Kikuri waved her hand.
Before that, she still planned to play matchmaker and pull the red string for her little brother and Tachibana Kanade.
The white-haired girl in the next ward was simply too pitiful. If possible, Hiroi Kikuri hoped Toru could bring her a bit of hope.
However, according to the doctor,
Little Tachibana's condition had improved, and all her physical indicators were moving in a good direction.
If nothing unexpected happened,
Little Tachibana might be able to live a healthy life like an ordinary person in the future.
"Do you remember the child I told you about last time, big sis… Want to come with me and take a look?"
Hiroi Kikuri took a few more sips of beer, a faint flush appearing on her face.
It had been too long since she drank. Her tolerance was a bit low today.
"I…"
"Do not refuse." Hiroi Kikuri wrapped her arms around Toru's neck and leaned into him, soft jade filling his embrace.
"…Since Kikuri-san says so, then let's go take a look."
Toru was not planning to refuse anyway.
He needed to find an excuse to get close to Tachibana Kanade, then make a move and cure her heart disease.
After all, in the simulator, eating her clean and then returning to reality and abandoning wife and child was indeed not very manly behavior.
Especially after learning that there was a chance for simulator memories to return to reality.
"Hehe, big sis has a very good eye. Come on, come on, I'll take you to see her. Little Tachibana is super pretty."
Hiroi Kikuri led Toru to the door of the next ward.
After gently knocking and entering,
The air began to flow.
A strong wind blew the white hospital curtains.
The "angel" standing by the window slowly turned her head. Clear white hair fluttered in the wind. On her expressionless face appeared a trace of an emotion that was hard to describe.
In the simulation, the two of them had spent decades together and could read many emotions from a single glance.
Toru's heart felt like a pebble dropped into a calm summer lake, sending out ripples.
Their eyes met.
Hiroi Kikuri felt as if she had entered a strange space. Clearly, it was a three-person ward, yet she felt as if she did not even deserve access to be here.
Uncomfortable.
It felt like a favorite toy had been stolen.
Hiroi Kikuri felt restless and gloomy as she finished the canned beer in her hand.
She was starting to get confused about her own feelings toward Toru.
After a brief exchange of looks,
Kitahara Toru and Tachibana Kanade introduced themselves to each other and then exchanged contact information.
Both of them understood a bit more about the other, with everything left unspoken.
After completing the discharge procedures,
Hiroi Kikuri held onto Toru's arm, feeling somewhat uncomfortable.
"Little Toru, did you and little Tachibana know each other before?"
"No, that was our first meeting just now."
"Then why were you making eyes at each other?"
Hiroi Kikuri did not even realize it herself. The jealousy in those words was practically overflowing.
After sensing this strong sourness, Toru did not know how to respond for a moment.
In the end, he could only say something rather inexplicable.
"No matter what happens, I will always like Kikuri-san."
"Why are you suddenly saying that…"
She probably realized what she had just said.
Hiroi Kikuri's pretty face, already flushed from drinking, instantly turned even redder.
Getting jealous and acting spoiled toward her little brother just because she felt neglected was so embarrassing.