Squinching her eyes like a toddler, she looked surprised and amazed to find herself there.

When her eyes landed on me, they became serious and a loud yell followed from her mouth, "What are you doing here!?"

The high pitch of her voice made me realize the immense absurdity of the situation and I really was in a bad situation and also, this position in which I am in right now is no way comfortable.

So, in a lost voice like a dim flickering light bulb from the 1950's, I replied, "Ah, Hello… Hmm… I guess Good evening?"

"Huh! What the hell? Tell me what are you doing here? Have you felt that much that now you think you can get away from crossing your limits? You're just here.. I am calling the cops on you right now."

"Wait, Wait, Wait. Hold right there! I had no intention of entering this bathroom, it's just that I heard a loud sound from the bathroom that I entered without permission." After pain strinkenly I gave my confessions to her in a single breath, I continued, "And please can you get off me?"

She suddenly looked surprised as she again looked up, turned her head left and then right and then again right and again left… Is she some cartoon character?

"When did I come here!? Why do I don't remember anything?"

"Ah, you poor thing, Sorry, I didn't know you were suffering from amnesia."

My statement was immediately snapped by her as she instantly with a click of her fingers threatened me, "Shut Up! And I didn't know you got the tongue to reply back to me. Don't forget you are only a parasite who is leeching off from my dad's-"

In the midst of her reply, she retracted herself while putting a hand over her mouth covering it tightly, stood up from me and stepped a few steps before she threw something out of her mouth.

That's why they say 'Alcohol is injurious to health.'

She was vomiting a lot of liquid, probably all the vodkas and beers that she took maybe today, while breathing heavily between whatever moments she could get in between it.

As I stood up on my legs, while I brushed off some water from the clothes, I noticed that she looked in an incredibly terrible state. She was somehow standing by the support of the wall and her hands and legs were trembling due to lack of power.

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I don't think that there is any other way to get out of this situation without helping her.

I came closer to her, and I didn't think she noticed me moving here when she's too concentrated in focusing her strength just to stand there. I was uncertain whether to touch her- I don't want another cop-threat from her.

But I tried to be a gentleman and lightly placed my hand over my back and was gently rubbing it. I don't know if this does anything or helps in this situation. Yet something that I am sure of her is that it definitely feels good.

I remember my childhood days, whenever I got really sick, my mother used to gently rub her hands on my back and it definitely did some unknown magic. I feel it just gives emotional support that someone is here for you, someone who is sharing your pain.

And somehow it worked here. She looked relieved, she was not vomiting anymore, and her breathing had also calmed down.

So, I took my hands off her before she punched me in the face.

We both stood there for about a minute, neither of us talked a word yet there was no awkwardness in the air. She probably stood there trying to contain energy to walk and I stood there in case she fell back. I mean you can't really trust the gir- Situations.. Illness… I meant illness.

Then just about immediately she said, "Step aside, Miyamoto."

Like a queen she commanded her servant. And as far as corporate life has taught me, whenever you are commanded by your boss, just do as he says.

I took a step back and gently bowed to the queen while pointing toward the door.

When I looked up to see her reaction, she didn't seem pleased by this gesture but in fact she looked at me with a disdainful look. And here my effort to make her smile, all went to vain.

I really can't understand girls.

Ignoring me, she left the support of the wall and took a step further when she disbalanced herself. She was speedily falling down when-

Catch!

I spread my hand behind her and supported her in my hands. As I was holding her, I could feel the essence of skin through her thin clothes and she seemed to be low in fat.

Seriously, Girls these days, geez! They go overboard in their dieting which I don't think is anyway beneficial to them.

While I was on it, standing there, she looked in my eyes and said, "Leave me."

Damn, every girl here somehow hates me for some reason. I thought it would be a different story unlike other harems but I guess it is just what it is.

I looked at her legs, they were still trembling.

"Guess there's no choice. "I said to her.

"What!?- Uhwaa– Hey what are you doing!?"

My one hand was already behind her back and I took my other hand, placed it behind her legs, and lifted her wholly.

And after completely ignoring her, I walked out the bathroom and went to her bedroom, lightly placing her on the bed.

"Don't you yourself say that I am a leech, and if I am one, how can I leave in your tough times. Aren't you my host? What will I do without you, Hmm? Your highness."