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The small gathering ended.
Everyone left separately.
Amamiya Natsuki took out his phone and sent a message to Koyasu Tsubame.
"Senpai, we can go to the Hospital now."
Koyasu Tsubame quickly replied: "Today is monday, and the rhythmic gymnastics club has activities, so I'll have to wait a bit longer."
Amamiya Natsuki: "Then I'll go to the Hospital first."
Koyasu Tsubame: "…"
At this time, shouldn't he wait for me?
What are you going to the Hospital alone for!
"Eh, wait—"
Koyasu Tsubame suddenly realized.
If it's just one person, there's no reason to go to the Hospital first, so… is it for Mizuhara-san?
It must be like that.
After realizing this, Koyasu Tsubame couldn't help but puff out her cheeks.
Too much.
Forgetting the old for the new, that's too much!
"Tsubame~"
A voice suddenly echoed faintly from behind Koyasu Tsubame.
"…Ah!"
Koyasu Tsubame was startled and quickly hid her phone behind her back, unable to help but say, "Ryoko-chan, don't always scare people from behind!"
The short-haired girl who appeared behind the senpai waved her hand upon hearing this: "Well, this is to improve Tsubame's vigilance so that she won't even know if she's being stalked by a pervert later."
"There aren't that many perverts…"
Koyasu Tsubame wanted to retort but quickly stopped.
Alright.
There really were.
Sometimes when she went out with friends, on her way home at night, she often felt someone secretly following her.
When encountering such situations, Koyasu Tsubame would usually just take a taxi home.
"Compared to that, I'm more interested in what kind of expression Tsubame had just now." The short-haired girl Ryoko suddenly showed a joyful smile.
Koyasu Tsubame blinked: "What's wrong with my expression?"
"Well…"
Ryoko extended two fingers, pointing to her cheeks one by one, then puffed out her cheeks like an inflated pufferfish, "It felt like Tsubame was expecting a boy to ask her out on a date, but then heard that the boy had already made plans with another girl."
Koyasu Tsubame: "…"
She just asked her for relationship advice not long ago, and now she's already become an emotional expert!
That's right, this short-haired girl was the girl who had once consulted Koyasu Tsubame about love in the office.
"Eh…" The smile on the short-haired girl's face grew even more joyful, "It seems I was right."
"It's not what you think." Koyasu Tsubame straightened her pretty face, "Hurry up and train."
"It's break time now." Ryoko's voice was still calm and unhurried, "Boys, you know, sometimes they're very smart, and sometimes they're very stupid. Tsubame can't always be reserved; she should be proactive when it's time to be… For example, actively holding hands, the effect will definitely be super great."
"Holding hands…"
Koyasu Tsubame pursed her pink lips.
Sorry, they've already held hands many times.
"Eh?" The short-haired girl widened her eyes slightly, "Tsubame and that boy have already held hands?"
"No, don't talk nonsense." Koyasu Tsubame refused to admit it.
"But your expression just now clearly said you already did."
"…When did you become a master of micro-expressions!"
Ryoko continued to offer relationship advice: "Holding hands might just be an accident, have you kissed?"
"Ki-kissed…"
The temperature on Koyasu Tsubame's face quickly rose, rapidly turning red.
Ryoko widened her eyes in surprise: "You've even kissed?"
"No, don't guess wildly!"
"You just said I'm a master of micro-expression management, you know."
Koyasu Tsubame: "…"
Poke poke—
The short-haired girl extended a finger and gently poked Koyasu Tsubame, then held up two thumbs, making a strange gesture, and whispered:
"Tsubame didn't even do that kind of thing, did she?"
"Of course not!"
Koyasu Tsubame raised her voice and firmly denied it, of course recognizing what gesture that was.
"Eh, what a pity…" Ryoko sighed, "I wanted to exchange feelings and experiences with Tsubame."
"Who would exchange that kind of experience with you?!" Koyasu Tsubame's pretty face flushed crimson, and she couldn't help but shout.
"Wait––"
Koyasu Tsubame suddenly reacted and whispered, "Ryoko-chan, you and your boyfriend already…?"
"That's right." The short-haired girl looked calm and composed, speaking lightly, "I'm an adult now."
Koyasu Tsubame widened her eyes and couldn't help but say:
"You've only been dating for how long? That's too fast, isn't it?"
"It's normal to want to do that kind of thing with a boy you like; it has nothing to do with how long you've been dating." The short-haired girl wasn't shy at all, "Tsubame must be curious too, right?"
"Not curious at all!"
"You'll know once you experience it, it's really comfortable…"
"I don't want to hear it!"
Tsubame's pretty face flushed crimson, and she turned to leave.
"Wait a moment." Ryoko reached out and grabbed Tsubame's wrist, saying earnestly, "You've already held hands and kissed, so he must be a boy Tsubame likes a lot, right?"
"Likes a lot or something…"
Koyasu Tsubame hesitated a little.
"I understand Tsubame. Her emotions are passionate and impulsive, and she's soft-hearted. If a boy asks her, she'll agree to anything… In short, she's a love-struck fool."
"I'm not."
Koyasu Tsubame denied it, but her tone was slightly lacking in confidence.
"When a girl is out, she must protect herself. Don't agree to everything a boy asks for just because he pleads." Ryoko lowered her voice and said, "After training ends, I'll give you something. Remember to protect yourself."
Koyasu Tsubame asked curiously, "What is it?"
"It's a secret."
"…"
In a flash, training ended.
Koyasu Tsubame went to the activity club's bathroom to shower, changed her clothes, and picked up her bag, ready to leave.
"Tsubame, here you go."
The short-haired girl approached mysteriously, took something out of her bag, and handed it over.
"What is it?"
Koyasu Tsubame curiously looked down and, seeing the square object in her hand, her pretty face instantly turned red.
As a seventeen-year-old high school girl, she could recognize what this thing was at a glance.
"I don't want it!"
Koyasu Tsubame's pretty face was crimson, and she was about to return the item.
"I still have more in my bag." Ryoko dodged aside and said lightly, "We haven't graduated yet, after all. If we get pregnant now, it would be a huge headache, so we must pay attention to safety and refuse to drive without a license."
Koyasu Tsubame gritted her teeth and couldn't help but shout, "I won't use this kind of thing! Give it back to you!"
"Someone's coming."
"You…"
"Goodbye, Tsubame." The short-haired girl turned and slipped away, "Ask me for more when you run out."
Who would ask you for it? If I ran out, I'd buy it myself!
No, that's not right.
I wouldn't use this kind of thing at all!
Seeing other people approaching, Tsubame had no choice but to take a deep breath and quickly put the item into her bag.
Can't let others see it… I'll find a chance to throw it away!
At the same time.
At the Hospital.
"Natsuki-kun, good afternoon."
As soon as Amamiya Natsuki arrived at the Hospital entrance, he saw Mizuhara Chizuru waving at him.
The female university student was still wearing glasses, with a bright smile, looking in a good mood, and she smiled:
"I'm going to trouble Natsuki again."
"I was going to come over anyway." Amamiya Natsuki nodded, "How is your grandmother doing?"
"After I treated grandma, she felt much better. We ate dinner together at the Hospital tonight, and she ate one more bowl of rice than usual." Mizuhara Chizuru's eyes sparkled.
The simplest way to tell if someone's illness has improved is to observe their eating habits.
When people are sick, they can't eat at all. If they suddenly get an appetite, they might not be fully recovered, but their condition has definitely improved.
It was precisely for this reason that Mizuhara Chizuru was so excited.
Amamiya Natsuki said:
"I didn't do much, it was just a small favor."
Mizuhara Chizuru shook her head, bowed ninety degrees in thanks, and said earnestly:
"Grandma is my only relative in the world. I don't know how to thank Natsuki… Anything you ask me to do is fine."
Amamiya Natsuki raised an eyebrow and said:
"Any request is fine?"
Mizuhara Chizuru gently bit her lip, then nodded earnestly.
Even if Amamiya Natsuki made an excessive request, she would agree to it.
Only those who have lost a loved one know that kind of pain, and for that, any request can be granted.
"Let me think…" Amamiya Natsuki pondered for two seconds, "How about buying me a drink?"
"Eh?"
"It's very hot, I want a cold drink to cool down."
Mizuhara Chizuru's lips curved slightly upwards: "I understand… There's a very good cold drink shop ahead, shall we go together?"
Amamiya Natsuki said:
"While we're having cold drinks, I'll transfer the skill to you. I won't visit her."
"Thank you, Natsuki-kun."
"…"
The two walked to the cold drink shop while talking.
This shop seemed very popular; there were many people queuing at the entrance.
A notice board was placed at the shop entrance, on which was written in fluorescent pen: Today's Recommended Popular New Item: Super-sized Coriander Ice Cream.
"I saw coriander ice cream again." Amamiya Natsuki said with interest, "Today I want to try what it feels like."
Mizuhara Chizuru: "…"
After queuing and buying ice cream, the two entered the shop and sat down in a corner.
"Chizuru-nee?"
Amamiya Natsuki extended his right hand.
"Thank you, Natsuki-kun." Mizuhara Chizuru responded softly.
At the same time.
Koyasu Tsubame got off the train and headed to the Hospital.
"I'll be there in a few minutes. I wonder what Natsuki-kun and Mizuhara are doing… Eh?"
Tsubame walked and muttered softly, when her peripheral vision suddenly caught a familiar figure, and she couldn't help but stop.
"…Natsuki-kun?!"
Looking at Amamiya Natsuki eating in the cold drink shop, Koyasu Tsubame quietly bit her lower lip.
He said he'd be at the Hospital?
Why is he eating with Mizuhara at a cold drink shop?
"And…" Koyasu Tsubame's gaze moved downwards, and her pink cheeks puffed out slightly, "You're even secretly holding hands under the table!"
Calm down.
Deep breaths.
It should be for skill transfer, no need to care… How could I not care?!
Koyasu Tsubame took a deep breath, not deceiving herself; she truly cared a lot.
Once a girl's possessiveness flares up, reason takes a backseat.
"…Natsuki-kun is in danger."
"Mizuhara is beautiful, has big breasts, a pleasant voice, and is a university student… Not to mention boys, even I'm a little tempted."
"And Natsuki-kun is a lecher, he has no resistance, right?"
Holding hands is one thing, after all, it's for skill transfer, but watching Amamiya Natsuki's body being deceived by a female university student is completely unacceptable.
Koyasu Tsubame bit her lower lip, her pink cheeks instinctively puffed out.
So, what should I do?
Should I do as Ryoko-chan said, strike first or suffer later…
Buzz buzz.
Her phone suddenly vibrated.
Koyasu Tsubame was startled and quickly took out her phone, finding that it was a message from Amamiya Natsuki.
"Tsubame-senpai, when are you coming to the Hospital?"
What the heck, holding hands with Mizuhara and eating cold drinks, and he's still sending me messages…
Koyasu Tsubame pursed her pink lips and thought for a moment: "On the train, almost there. What are you doing, Natsuki-kun?"
Amamiya Natsuki: "Eating cold drinks near the Hospital."
Koyasu Tsubame: "Are you alone, Natsuki-kun?"
After sending the message, Koyasu Tsubame immediately became nervous.
How would Natsuki-kun answer?
Would he say he was alone?
If Natsuki-kun lied to her, she would probably be very disappointed…
For a moment, Koyasu Tsubame even wanted to recall the message, but it was too late; the message had already shown as read.
A few seconds later.
Amamiya Natsuki: "Chizuru-nee is treating me to cold drinks, and I'm transferring skills to her. It's very hot today. When are you coming? I'll buy you one."
"…"
Looking at the message on her phone, Koyasu Tsubame's pink lips curved upwards, revealing a sweet smile that made several passing junior high students stare.
"About five more minutes, I'll be there soon."
Amamiya Natsuki: "I tried cilantro ice cream today, and it wasn't bad. Want to try some?"
Koyasu Tsubame: "...I don't eat cilantro!"
A moment later.
Watching the two people emerge from the cold drink shop, Koyasu Tsubame hid in a corner, waited for a few minutes, then walked quickly towards the Hospital.
"Natsuki-kun, I'm here."
Seeing Amamiya Natsuki in the Hospital lobby, Koyasu Tsubame's eyes lit up, and she jogged over with light steps.
"Ice cream." Amamiya Natsuki handed over the ice cream he was holding. "I bought one for your Cousin too."
Koyasu Tsubame smiled brightly: "Thank you, Natsuki-kun."
Amamiya Natsuki felt a bit strange: "Why does Senpai seem to be in such a good mood?"
"Cough, cough, it's alright." Koyasu Tsubame coughed twice, suppressing her smile. "Let's go, we're going to see my cousin."
"..."
After planting a mushroom on her cousin, Amamiya Natsuki's task was complete, and he didn't stay long, quickly excusing himself to leave.
Before leaving, Koyasu Tsubame whispered:
"Natsuki-kun, see you tonight."
Except for Kaguya who couldn't make it, Chika, Marin, and Senpai all decided to come and experience what the "Tongue of God" felt like.
Amamiya Natsuki also sent messages to Juju and Komi, but unfortunately, neither of them wanted to come and play.
Returning home alone, Amamiya Natsuki walked his silly dog in the park, then went to the supermarket to buy ingredients, and before he knew it, night had fallen.
"Natsuki-kun, I'm here."
Fujiwara Chika was the first to arrive, carrying a whole watermelon. "Let's eat watermelon together tonight."
"You came at just the right time." Amamiya Natsuki said, "Come help."
Chika secretary reached out and patted the dog's head, then rolled up her sleeves and came over to help: "Hmph, hmph, let me show you my cooking skills."
"No need to see your cooking skills." Amamiya Natsuki said faintly, "You can just wash the vegetables."
"...You look down on me!"
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