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"Eh…?"
Girls are very sensitive to a boy's gaze, especially a girl like Takamatsu Tomori, who appears aloof but is actually sensitive and delicate inside. Even though Kitahara Makoto's gaze only lingered for a second, she still noticed it.
Noticing the transparency of her shirt across her chest, Takamatsu Tomori's small face quickly flushed, and she anxiously raised her arms to cover her chest.
(I-I've been seen…!)
"Let's stop here for today," Kitahara Makoto coughed twice, breaking the silence. "Tomori-chan, shall we go up?"
"…"
Takamatsu Tomori's small face was crimson, and she lowered her head without speaking, clearly indicating her agreement by default.
"Then let's go ashore."
Kitahara Makoto took a step, preparing to go up, but after just two steps, he suddenly felt his clothes being tugged again.
"Th-there's a snake…"
Takamatsu Tomori lowered her head, her voice tense, reminding him softly.
"It might not be a snake; it's more likely a loach or an eel," Kitahara Makoto comforted her gently. "And actually, snakes are more afraid of humans than humans are afraid of snakes."
Unfortunately, no matter what Kitahara Makoto said, Takamatsu Tomori still refused to pass through the water weeds by the riverbank. Clearly, she had been genuinely frightened just now.
"…Leave it to me."
Kitahara Makoto sighed helplessly, then suddenly extended both hands and picked up Tomori-chan in a princess carry.
"…"
Caught off guard by the 'sneak attack,' Takamatsu Tomori's body suddenly tensed, her small face flushed, and she looked up nervously.
"I'll carry Tomori-chan up," Kitahara Makoto said seriously. "If there's a snake, it'll only bite me."
Without waiting for Takamatsu Tomori to reply, Kitahara Makoto carried the girl, who was light as a feather, and strode back onto the bank.
"See, nothing happened…"
Mid-sentence, Kitahara Makoto's gaze suddenly froze, falling on Takamatsu Tomori's thigh.
On the inner side of the girl's right thigh, a small bluish-black spot had appeared on her fair skin.
Facing the boy's undisguised gaze, Takamatsu Tomori's small face felt hot, and she quickly freed one hand to shyly cover her skirt.
"Take your hand away, don't cover it," Kitahara Makoto said with a serious expression.
"Eh?"
Takamatsu Tomori looked bewildered.
Why… wouldn't he let her cover it?
Even if they were friends for life, it was impossible to agree to everything…
Kitahara Makoto frowned slightly and said in a low voice:
"Tomori-chan, there's something on the inner side of your thigh… it looks like a leech."
"Eh? Eh? Eh?"
Hearing 'leech,' Takamatsu Tomori immediately tensed up, quickly looking down, but her prominent chest firmly blocked her view, allowing her to barely see her toes but not her thigh at all.
"I'll take a picture for you to see."
Kitahara Makoto took out his phone, snapped a picture, and then held it up in front of Takamatsu Tomori.
Takamatsu Tomori quickly looked closely and indeed saw a bluish-black creature attached to the inner side of her thigh.
"It-it's a leech!"
After confirming there was a leech on her leg, Takamatsu Tomori nervously reached out to grab it.
"Don't be impulsive," Kitahara Makoto grabbed Takamatsu Tomori's wrist, reminding her, "You can't just pull a leech off, otherwise it will only bite tighter. Forcibly pulling it might even leave its suction cup in the skin, causing inflammation and infection."
Hearing how serious the situation was, Takamatsu Tomori immediately dared not move, tensing her body and looking pitifully:
"Makoto-kun, what should I do?"
"Let me search online…" Kitahara Makoto looked at his phone and quickly said, "There are many methods, such as sprinkling salt, pouring alcohol, or even burning it with a cigarette. We can't do any of those, so we can only use the most fool method… patting the body part near the leech, using vibrations to shake the leech off."
"Patting my body?" Takamatsu Tomori bit her lower lip upon hearing this. "I… I can't see it."
"I'll help," Kitahara Makoto mused for two seconds, then quickly said, "We can't just let the leech keep biting and sucking blood. There's no other way now."
"…"
Takamatsu Tomori covered her chest with both hands, her small face crimson, stammering and unable to speak.
If it were any other part, it would be fine, but the leech was attached to her thigh, and on the inner thigh at that… no matter how she thought about it, it was too embarrassing.
Kitahara Makoto raised his right hand and said seriously:
"Tomori-chan, please rest assured. I promise I won't look around, and I certainly won't touch anything inappropriately."
"I…" Takamatsu Tomori hesitated for a while, but ultimately, fear took over, and she turned her small face away. "I trust Makoto-kun."
Seeing that Takamatsu Tomori agreed verbally but didn't move her body, Kitahara Makoto simply took the lead and instructed:
"Tomori-chan, please sit down first, then spread your legs."
"..."
Takamatsu Tomori didn't speak, her small face flushed as she sat down, spreading her legs slightly.
"There's no way to slap it like this…" Kitahara Makoto looked on speechlessly, exhaling softly. He knelt on the grass, placed both hands on Takamatsu Tomori's knees, and said gently, "Tomori-chan, close your eyes, or look at the sky if you prefer. Try to empty your mind, don't think about anything. Just leave everything to me now."
"…Mhm."
Takamatsu Tomori's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her small face was red as she nervously looked up at the sky.
There's no need to elaborate on what happened next, nor can I. In short, Kitahara Makoto took the lead, and Takamatsu Tomori silently cooperated. Finally, they once again saw where the leech was located.
Slap!
Kitahara Makoto, without a word, slapped the girl's thigh.
"Ugh…"
The leech didn't fall off; instead, Takamatsu Tomori involuntarily let out a soft moan.
"Bear with it," Kitahara Makoto said sternly, "It hasn't come off yet. It might take a few more slaps to work."
"I-I understand…"
Takamatsu Tomori bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth, one hand covering her chest, the other covering her skirt, her small face flushed, allowing Kitahara Makoto to do as he pleased.
Slap!
Slap! Slap!
The crisp sound of slapping rang out again.
After only a few slaps, the girl's pale, delicate skin turned a beautiful rose red, a sight that made one's heart ache. Tomori-chan, however, remembered the instructions, gritting her teeth and not uttering a sound. It was just her teary-eyed little expression that made one feel exceptionally sorry for her.
Hold on!
Now is not the time to feel sorry; that leech must be removed as quickly as possible!
Kitahara Makoto took a deep breath and continued to slap.
Before long, the leech clinging to the girl's skin finally loosened and fell off.
Kitahara Makoto reached out and caught the leech, letting out a sigh of relief:
"It's alright, it's off."
Seeing the leech in Kitahara Makoto's hand, Takamatsu Tomori finally relaxed.
(I-It's over…)
Recalling everything that had just happened, even the unique, eccentric girl was now blushing furiously, too ashamed to face anyone.
"Let me see, the wound seems to be bleeding…"
Kitahara Makoto spoke while looking down, his voice suddenly pausing.
Tomori-chan had just been so scared that she fell flat, landing in the small river. Her shirt was completely soaked, and her other undergarments naturally couldn't be an exception. Upon closer inspection now, he accidentally saw something he shouldn't have…
In short, it cannot be described in detail.
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