Chapter 187 The autumn wind kissed the boy’s cheek

The tearing sensation caused by the separation of the thumb nail and nail bed is probably the most common and stinging pain that ordinary people can experience.

Especially for sports students, injuries are commonplace.

But Izumi Mio is special. Probably because of her lucky constitution since she was a child, she does not get injured often even if she undergoes heavy training.

Injured people need to rest instead of rushing around at the school festival, and even helping to carry heavy stoves and freezers.

"I'm fine." Izumi Mio waved her hands, pursed her lips and chose to ignore the pain in her toe, "I just accidentally bumped it last night and it has been disinfected and bandaged."

Perhaps this is a special function that ordinary people have developed through their own gray life. Natsume Naoki doesn't even need to use the information bar. He can guess which toe is injured just by looking at the senior sister's walking posture. Now the wound has become

What does it look like.

In the past ten years, each of his toes had been injured more than once. During the countless days of self-recovery, he often thought about something.

There is no blaming others, no complaining about myself, but learning from the painful experience.

Perhaps this is the shining point of Natsume Naoki that cannot be concealed, and this is what attracted Izumi Mio in the first place - even though he suffered from the malice of the world, he still grew into an elegant and easy-going man.

"Senior, come here."

Natsume Naoki held the senior's hand, supported her forearm, and helped her sit down on a bench on the tree-lined path.

The reason for the involuntary "holding hands and eloping" just now was seventy percent due to this. Holding hands and supporting me for the first time might make it less painful for the senior sister to walk.

As for the remaining selfishness, he also wanted to try what it would be like to hold his senior sister's hand.

It's completely different from Amamiya Chizuru's marshmallow-like touch...

Helping the senior to sit down, Natsume Naoki squatted beside her and asked softly: "Can I see how the senior's foot is injured?"

"Actually, it's really nothing," Izumi Mio suddenly panicked. Girls who practice sports are actually not so confident about their feet. They often sweat when running and jumping. In fact, girls' feet are more likely to smell bad: "Natsume-kun, don't do it."

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In fact, my senior's shoes and socks are new today, and they still have a faint lavender smell of washing powder, which is not unpleasant.

Moreover, Natsume Naoki couldn't care about this at all now. He just looked a little solemn and said: "I think your wound has opened, senior."

Unable to resist Natsume Naoki's request, Izumi Mio had to agree that she could only take a look through her socks. If she wanted to take off her socks and expose her little white rabbit-like feet to the boy she liked, Izumi Mio refused.

of.

The shyness that comes from being a sports student now looks particularly cute.

Normally in this season, girls would either wear JK with round-toe leather shoes or cute Japanese high school uniforms, which makes even girls who are in college look immature.

Otherwise, there are sandals, and sandals can be divided into many styles, such as the sock sandals that have become popular recently.

Izumi Mio is not very sensitive to these popular things. If Chizuru Amamiya is wearing it, she will definitely wear something cute and classy. But for her senior, it is actually just ordinary jeans and sneakers.

Under Natsume Naoki's gaze, she looked up and around with a little embarrassment, fearing that someone might appear on this quiet path again. Seeing the embarrassment of taking off her shoes, she hesitated to untie her shoelaces.

The white socks had cute lace, and the scent of lavender made Izumi Mio feel a little relieved... Fortunately, it was just a lot of effort to move things in the morning, so I didn't run or jump...

But then a faint smell of blood mixed with the smell of lavender suddenly tightened the attention of both people.

When the toes completely came out of the shoes, the surface of the cotton socks on the toes was already red with blood.

"Sure enough," Naoki Natsume said solemnly, "The wound has split open. Look at the outline. Did the senior sister use gauze to wrap it?"

Izumi Mio nodded.

Natsume Naoki then continued: "The gauze was wrapped too much and was not breathable, plus sneakers and socks... Fortunately, the wound was cracked and found in time, otherwise being so stuffy would not be good for the wound, and the anaerobic environment would easily lead to infection. , it’s difficult to deal with if it becomes suppurative.”

Izumi Mio had forgotten the last time she was injured, and she was somewhat negligent. In addition, her mother was too concerned about her, so she just thought it would be better to sterilize and bandage her, and the bandage should be tighter.

The senior sister was so preoccupied with the school festival that she cared more about Natsume Naoki than herself, so much so that when they had lunch together, she even forgot that she still had an injury on her foot.

Looking at it now, Natsume Naoki's worry is not unreasonable, and the wound must be treated quickly.

After putting on the senior's sneakers, Natsume Naoki squatted in front of the senior again: "Come up, senior, I will carry you to the infirmary. The campus festival infirmary will also open normally, as is the usual practice."

As for why he knew this practice...it's all blood and tears.

Izumi Mio shook her head and turned red: "I can walk by myself."

"I'm walking too slowly. In fact, I should have forced my senior to carry her away just now, but because there were too many people, I was afraid of causing some bad misunderstandings." Natsume Naoki suddenly changed his offensive and his attitude was tougher than usual. He said something: "I am not asking for my senior's opinion, this is a junior exercising his right to protect my senior."

Izumi Mio was stunned for a moment, suddenly at a loss.

Even if Kashima Heiji and the others discussed something with the powerful and outspoken minister of the sports club, they would always speak respectfully.

At this moment, Natsume Naoki completely broke through the layer of window paper between the senior sister and junior brother, elevating the relationship between the two people to a more ambiguous level.

So for the first time, Izumi Mio showed a little bit of a little woman's obedience as if following her instincts. She had no intention of saying no, and just nodded her head gently, acquiescing to Natsume Naoki carrying her on his back.

So the two of them were as harmonious as Grandpa Tong carrying Asuna on his back while playing on the lakeside plank road, walking on the tree-lined path towards the medical building.

Natsume Naoki walked not too slowly, and the road was even more familiar. Going to the infirmary was as natural as going home.

On the other hand, Izumi Mio was lying on Natsume Naoki's shoulder, feeling the cool autumn wind blowing on her face, looking at a much higher perspective than usual, and occasionally she could see the half-green and half-yellow leaves on the roadside branches sliding past her eyes. , a little feeling of happiness emerged in my heart.

It's great. Being injured is indeed a lucky thing.

Being able to be carried to the infirmary by Natsume-kun like this...if only this road could go on forever.

Natsume-kun doesn't seem to be as weak as before, and his body has become much stronger.

It's great, being healthy is better than anything else.

Natsume-kun looked so thin and frail before, which made people feel distressed, but in the blink of an eye, he was able to carry his senior on his back!

The scenes of guiding him in the past six months are still vivid in my mind, and every detail of the two people comes to mind.

The warmth flowing in Izumi Mio's heart gradually turned from a trickle to a vast ocean!

As long as the love in the heart breaks the dike, there is no possibility of stopping it except overflowing!

So Izumi Mio slowly lowered her head and lay on his shoulder. Looking at Natsume-kun's serious face because she was worried about herself, she felt how bleak her life would be if she couldn't marry Natsume-kun in this life.

After thinking about it, her mouth came close to the side of Natsume Naoki's face.

Probably feeling the movement on his shoulders, Natsume Naoki turned his head: "What's wrong, senior? My posture is uncomfortable..."

Before he finished speaking, the instant heat on his cheeks made both of them look stunned. Natsume Naoki even stumbled and almost fell.

"No...no...not..." Izumi Mio's face quickly swelled and turned red like the inflated ball. Her little hands were waving in the air, and she instinctively covered her face with her forearms.

"It's not what you think!" Izumi Mio's face was redder than a frost-covered persimmon in autumn, and the warmth in her heart reached the sky, making her face feel as hot as steaming.

The only thing Izumi Mio can do now is probably to hide his face behind his arms and cover up his guilty conscience.

What could be more embarrassing than trying to steal a kiss but getting caught?

Of course there is. For example, now she is lying on the other person's back, with the thigh meat under her butt held up by the other person, and she can't even run away.

Natsume Naoki's face also had a little more red color, not only from the girl's lips, but also from the boy's restless heart.

"Blame me, blame me," Naoki Natsume got the advantage and behaved well. He suppressed the smile at the corner of his mouth and took the blame to himself: "I'm sorry, senior, we are about to arrive at the infirmary. Please bear with me for a while, and you won't be able to deal with the wound.

It hurts."

"Uh-huh."

Izumi Mio hummed in a low voice, is the wound on the foot important now?

The pain is nothing compared to the embarrassment and shyness!

Fortunately, Natsume-kun returned to normal immediately and started heading towards the infirmary again.

If Natsume-kun stops where he is and insists on asking why...will he be forced to confess his feelings?

Izumi Mio felt uneasy. If this was really the case, what kind of answer would Natsume-kun give?

Is it that you are very nice and I don’t deserve it, or am I also in love with you, senior sister?

Natsume Naoki didn't think so much. Maybe boys' intuition is sometimes more accurate than girls'.

Now he only feels that the warm sun in the sky makes the autumn scenery on the campus more comfortable.

I carried my senior sister on my back all the way to the infirmary, and arrived at the door of Qihai School Doctor in a familiar way. The familiar smell of meat hit my face before I even entered.

"Is the school nurse here?" Naoki Natsume knocked on the door and asked politely.

Of course, this is also a reminder to the school nurse not to scare her by suddenly pushing the door open.

"Enter."

She still has such a lazy tone and a naturally charming tone. People know that she must be a mature and charming lady without even meeting her.

This kind of voice that sounds like a big sister is not as embarrassing as some people who sound like an A.

Pushing the door open and walking in, Nanamiye was indeed barbecuing meat using an alcohol lamp as a fire source. The sizzling and oily top-quality beef on the barbecue grill exuded an alluring aroma and a drool-worthy color.

It's just that the white coat was hung on the wall. Maybe it was because the barbecue was easy to burn. Nanami is now wearing a black round-neck sweater.

The sin that makes people subconsciously look twice did not catch Natsume Naoki's eyes for too long. He put the senior sister on the hospital bed and sat down, and said quickly: "Please help me take a look at the wound on her foot, senior sister."

It’s torn and may be infected.”

When Nanami saw him carrying Izumi Mio through the door, she was still wondering if Asai's plan to take action after the school festival had been advanced?
To be continued...