"How did you fall so suddenly... It seems that wooden clogs are still not something you're used to wearing… and you were running just now too…"
The Black Hearted Lolita's tears flowed down as she spoke softly to the concerned gazes of everyone around her.
"It hurts so much..."
Even though the little lolita is usually quite good at acting, this time the pain is definitely real. Spraining an ankle while wearing wooden clogs on the stairs and rolling all the way down could hardly be called nothing. Not to mention, the scraped knee that burns is a clear reminder to Asano Nazuki of the perilous ordeal she just went through.
"As long as your face is okay, it's fine." Shirakawa Sawahei glanced at the little lolita's expression, feeling assured that she hadn't broken any legs. He relaxed a bit.
"Shirakawa, how can you say that!" The whimpering girl glared at him, "Kaori is so cute, yet you're not worried at all!"
"I am worried."
"No, you aren't!"
"I really am worried."
