Shameless!....Are you really a wounded person!

Of course, look. An Luo pointed to the bandage on his head: The doctors told me to stop making trouble.

Then you are like a wounded person, can't you be more honest!

No way.

Why?!

Because, if I were honest, wouldn't you really worry about me as a wounded person... Well, if I say this, would you believe it?

An Luo smiled and spread his hands, but these words made Kirisu Mafuyu freeze and lost his words on the spot.

After all, the target was An Luo, so she had no way to be sure whether what he said was true or false. Maybe it just made herself unable to be angry.

But from a normal point of view, An Luo's current physical condition is impossible not to be uncomfortable. In this case, why is he still making such a fuss?

Do you really not want people to worry? But generally if you really don’t want others to worry, then you shouldn’t say it directly, right? But maybe he felt that he had been seen through, so he deliberately said it so that he wouldn't have to care about his injury?

..... There was no way to figure it out. Kirisu Mafuyu, who also couldn't understand An Luo's behavior no matter what, could only give up and sighed and sat down again.

Even if she didn't want to admit it now, she had to admit that she really couldn't handle it, and she also couldn't figure out An Luo, who was obviously much younger than herself.

............

............

Kirisu Mafuyu, who sat back down again, looked at Anluo with complicated eyes and said nothing for a long time. After a long silence, he picked up the apple beside him and started peeling it. At the same time, he gave up trying to care about anything with him.

If you feel uncomfortable, just stop messing around, okay? I've never seen anyone like you.

What? Are you fascinated by me?

I told you, it's still ten years before I fall in love with you.

So it will be okay in ten years?

It's ridiculous. I will be older than you in 10 years. In addition, this joke can only be told to people around your own age. Don't tell it to your elders. As he spoke, Kirisu Mafuyu glared at him, but Anluo just didn't take it seriously. Smiled: Yes, I know.

Speaking of which, is your study really okay? Although I know your grades are very good, are you still in the preparation stage for the exam? You should know that if your goal is to go to a top international university, no matter how good your grades are, you may still be in trouble if you are not careful. Can’t get in.”

Compared with grades, I think I should care more about tuition fees.

Did you go to work on a typhoon day because you were saving for tuition? You are really stupid. Kirisu Mafuyu paused in peeling apples, and shook her head in surprise: This kind of behavior is completely putting the cart before the horse. If you are not in good health, even if You can’t go to school even if you have money, right?”

But even if you can go to school, you can't go to school if you don't have money, right?

This was not his original purpose, but someone else helped him think of words, and An Luo was naturally happy to follow her lead.

Although many first-class universities in the world can help poor students to waive tuition fees based on family circumstances and student performance, of course even if tuition is waived, there are still living expenses and other things.

It seemed that he was also taking these things into consideration, so after furrowing his brows and worrying for a while, Kirisu Mafuyu said: If you really can't help with money, I can lend it to you.

Eh? Really? You don't want me to commit myself to you, do you?

——No need! After rejecting it quickly without thinking, Kirisu Mafuyu said casually: Although my family is not as good as your classmates, it is relatively wealthy, and there is no need for me to send money back. I have no use for the money, so even if I lend it to you when I have nothing to do, it can be considered as a valuable use.

...Are rich people so careless with money?

Don't get me wrong, I am not a rich person, I use everything I earn myself.

So...are we going to charge high interest rates?

How is it possible! How can I collect interest from students! Are you deliberately making me angry?

Kirisu Mafuyu, who subconsciously held the paring knife tightly, looked away from the apple again and frowned in dissatisfaction.

It's a joke, but I think it's easy for you, teacher, to be cheated if you lend so much money to others.

It's not casual. Although you are a bit annoying, you are still a pretty good person.

...Do you really think so?

Yu Wen, no matter what I say, teacher, you are much older than you in terms of age, and you are just a pervert. I can still spot you at this level.

...I always feel that your words combined with your previous behavior are not convincing at all. Looking at the iceberg beauty next to him, who maintained an inaccessible look as usual, An Luo said to Although she had some changes again, she couldn't help but sigh in a low voice: But thinking that you understand is the most dangerous knowledge.

What's the meaning?

No, I just think that the teacher is a typical example of being cold-faced and kind-hearted. If you can smile a little bit at normal times, your popularity in school can be doubled, and students will find you more approachable.

No need, you should care more about yourself than my things.

Kirisu Mafuyu, who still had a straight face, replied coldly that he had no intention of adopting his suggestion.

After that, she didn't say anything more. She just cared about his physical condition. It seemed that she realized that An Luo was a patient and needed to rest. After chatting for a while about his studies, she was worried that An Luo would be raped. After teasing her until she couldn't control herself, she started arguing with him again, and chose to leave the hospital with the troublesome iron box.

............

There were no outsiders left in the ward, and An Luo suddenly lost his previous energetic state. He lay on his back on the hospital bed and stared at the ceiling with a slight frown on his face.

The suddenly quiet ward made people feel a little uncomfortable, but the excessive quietness also made the pain in the legs more obvious, and at the same time, the uncomfortable feeling of having a fever became profound.

Obviously, in his current state, being too noisy would make people uncomfortable, but being too quiet also made him a little uncomfortable.

He couldn't fall asleep because of the pain, and he didn't know how long he lay in bed in a daze. It wasn't until the sun set that the door was opened again.

Takeda Amano, Bauer Friedheim and Tsunoda Oi, these three young men appeared in the ward.

An Luo wanted to complain about the strange condolence gift Takeda Amano sent him in the morning, but his eyes were quickly attracted by the appearance of the three of them, who brought him another unexpected condolence gift.

It was a strange-looking wheelchair that came with a seat belt, handbrake, and off-road wheels. The wheelchair was also piled with various souvenirs. It didn’t take much thinking to figure out that it was a member of a club such as the karate club or the judo club, and it was entrusted to them to bring it. Come here.

“…..What’s going on with this weird wheelchair??”

This is my family's latest experimental product! Bauer, whose family is engaged in medical equipment, proudly introduced: The top speed is 75 per hour. It has excellent off-road performance, collision resistance, and a theoretical long range of 50 kilometers. With its long battery life, it can be said to be the perfect travel tool for the wounded, sick, and disabled! You don’t need to worry even if you fall into the water, because the air cushion can pop up from the bottom at critical times!”

No, this is at best a wheelchair version of an electric car, right? Is a wheelchair that travels at 75 an hour really okay?

It's okay! The frame of this wheelchair is very strong and will not fall apart even if it hits a wall. The seat belt can restrain the driver. It is generally safer than an electric car!

“It’s impossible to get a road permit for something like this, right?”

So it's experimental.

...Is it really safe? Why are there such strange products? Is this really good for me?

It's okay. It was just a researcher's imagination. It was originally intended to be dismantled. But when I visited, I thought that the senior was a girl, so I thought that the senior would be able to use it one day. I kept it, but I didn’t expect that I would be able to send it out now.”

Huh? An Luo looked at the young man in front of him dumbfounded, and couldn't help but said speechlessly: Bauer... Do you still hold grudges about me asking you to dive?

That's absolutely not the case! This is to repay the kindness of my senior who taught me to go to the children's training class and accompanied my brother who pretended to be preparing to register my sister. I went there to visit and get in touch with the angels! That's why I specially prepared this ! Senior, please accept it!

There was not a trace of lies on his face, and he was full of sincerity. With a smile like a sunny boy, he pushed the wheelchair forward.

Facing Bauer's full sincerity, An Luo's face looked a little ugly because of what he revealed.

He could swear to God that he only went there to supervise Bauer. The reason why he took Bauer there was because Bauer said that when he was in the sixth grade of elementary school in France, he was molested by several girls in the junior high school and high school, so He hates girls and wants to heal his traumatized heart and hatred of women through contact with innocent young girls who have no sexual power. Otherwise, how could he lead a suspicious person to do such a thing?

However, he knew that he had no strange thoughts, but he was not sure whether the brown-haired girl and the pink-haired girl who had just appeared behind Bauer would believe his excuse.

............

............

In front of the ward door that was not closed, Iino Yako and Fujiwara Chika, one with a very ugly expression and the other with a dangerous smile, glanced between An Luo and Bauer. They also took out their mobile phones as if they were about to make a call, and put the mobile phones in their hands. He put it in his ear and said in an innocent voice: Hello, Mr. Police~? There are two criminals here. It's not necessarily that they have committed a crime. In short, they must be highly suspected of committing the crime... ....”

——Miss Qianhua! You are wrong! There is only one person suspected of committing the crime!! When An Luo heard the sound, he immediately pointed at Bauer to correct her mistake.

Huh? What? Bauer, who didn't understand the situation, subconsciously looked back and saw Chika Fujiwara on the phone, but he didn't understand why she called the police.

But Iino Yako had already walked in, raised her head with a stern face and stared at Bauer with a stern look: What did you do?

No, no no no! Iino-san! You misunderstood! I didn't do anything! Really! Senior can prove it! I was just looking! I definitely didn't do anything suspicious!

Senior... Mizi slowly turned around and looked at An Luo, staring straight at him, as if her stern gaze was trying to penetrate him.

I don't know anything. I just provided an idea! Then I supervised him! An Luo almost didn't think about it and wanted to cut off the relationship with Bauer: I often told him! But he didn't Don’t listen to me!”

Is that true?

That's true! Don't you still believe me?

Just because you are a senior, you can't believe it!

...This is hurtful, really.

I was the one who was injured! Senior would actually do such a thing!

Yako's expression could be described as extremely disappointed, but at this moment, the male trio seized the opportunity to see Qianhua and Yako staring at Anluo, and immediately dropped their condolences and ran away.

Senior! I'll leave the next step to you!!

Goodbye at school!

Brother! I'm really sorry! But this time we're leaving first!

The three of them fled from the ward without looking back, leaving An Luo behind who couldn't help shouting: Wait! Forget it, Ball, why are you two running away? Are you so afraid of the police after you've done so much? !”

...Senior, aren't you going to run away? Mizi came to the hospital bed and looked at An Luo, who sat up from the hospital bed in shock. His gaze was unprecedentedly contemptuous, as if he was looking at a world-class cancer.

I'm different from them. I don't do anything bad, and I'm not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. I'm naturally upright, and I'm not afraid of a distorted shadow! So... I haven't done anything, why should I run?

Can't you run away? Qianhua, who had just pretended to call the police before, put away her phone and walked over. She also looked at An Luo's feet, then couldn't help but shook her head and sighed: It's really... you and those boys What stupid things do you usually do? An Luo-san.

There is a reason for that. I have never done anything improper. It's not my fault that Bauer is interested. I was just innocently implicated!

Is this really true? Qianhua put down the condolences and stared at him suspiciously: Classmate Anluo, you are not trying to deceive me, are you Truth Detective Qianhua?

....Aren't you a love detective?

Don't worry about the details! The question now is how do you usually end up... Fujiwara Chika looked like she was going to break the casserole and ask the end, but Yako took the initiative to stand up and stop her: Fujiwara-senpai, Fujiwara-senpai We are still a patient now, so we should wait until the senior gets better before pursuing this issue, right?

Mizi, do you really believe in me and stand by me? You are indeed my most reliable junior!

Senior, be more honest! Just when An Luo was full of energy and wanted to say something, Mizi turned around and glared at him again, teaching him a lesson: I was accidentally led astray by senior this morning, but senior himself also remembers Come on, you are a wounded person! How can a wounded person cause trouble like this!

Yes, I'm sorry...that's what you taught me.

Really...even if you don't want people to worry, you can't force yourself!

No, barely, what are you talking about?

Is not it?

A little bit, but why would you...

Although I am always led astray, I have always been looking at senior. Senior is always too gentle. Before An Luo could ask the question, Mizi, who was standing there with his hands on his hips, had already taken the lead and scolded : If it wasn't so gentle, senior wouldn't be lying here now, would he?

Wait, what did you say?... Gentle?

An Luo couldn't help but feel a little confused when lines that were far different from his own were put on him.

He would never think that this word would be used on him, and... does being admitted to the hospital have something to do with gentleness? ?

Ah, no, in the eyes of others, it should be because he gave up the first car to Mizi, the second car to Shirogane Miyuki, and drove a heavy motorcycle by himself that the current incident happened... In other words, the truth is unknown. Looking at it from a different perspective, he realized that maybe he was actually being gentle?

From Yako's point of view, if you also need to add in the things he helped her with last year, it would indeed be more gentle.

However, although this misunderstanding is a good thing, I don’t really like this wording. There is also a strange feeling attached to being misunderstood so well that An Luo can’t help but say in a joking tone: Mizi , don’t you think I have no other advantages, so you thought of a gentle advantage for me?”

There's no such thing!

Then you can take the word gentle away from me and try to praise my other qualities.

What are the advantages of seniors? Of course...

Just then she calmed down and thought about An Luo's advantages, but Mizi suddenly realized that after she seemed to have used her dissatisfaction with An Luo to say a lot of outrageous things, she immediately froze on the spot, her face turned red instantly, and she was so nervous Speechless.

Mizi's panic-stricken attitude also made An Luo regain the familiarity of the past, and he couldn't help but smile: Sure enough, this is the normal Mizi.

What kind of normal Yako is this? Qianhua, who seemed a little unhappy because she couldn't say anything, looked at him like a criminal: Classmate Anluo, Yako doesn't want to ask, but I still want to know. You go ahead. What did you do in the children’s training class?”

Didn't do anything, just walked around a few times, and was just supervising Ball.

Then why does Mr. Ball want to go to the children's training class?

This issue involves personal privacy that cannot be discussed. Even if the target is Ball, he cannot tell others that kind of personal privacy, so he can only prevaricate and promise: But I will supervise him, and it will be fine.

Is it really okay if that person is not arrested?

It's okay...probably.

perhaps?

Because Anluo himself was not convinced, Chika Fujiwara, who originally wanted to believe him, couldn't help but narrowed her eyes.

Well, well, let's put this question aside for now. What do you want to eat? I have a lot of fruits here. You're welcome. Just eat whatever you want. Of course, it would be great if you could give me a portion by the way.

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