Chapter 21 It hurts, it hurts too much!

When Izumi Mio knocked on the door, she looked up at the small villa and took a deep breath. She put her little hands behind her back and put her heels on the ground. She didn't know what she was thinking.

After a while, Natsume Naoki opened the door for her.

"Hello Natsume-san."

"Senior."

Finally being able to communicate so freely in private, Izumi Mio felt very at ease.

But Natsume Naoki's appearance made her afraid to compliment him.

"You... don't look good. Is it because your foot is badly injured?" She first glanced at Natsume Naoki's right foot wrapped in a plaster, and then at his pale face.

Natsume came down with a cane. Just as he told Kitahara, the cane Kitahara gave him in high school soon came into use.

"The injury on the foot is partly, but the series of subsequent troubles that develop from the injury are more serious... I'll get you some medicine."

He stepped aside and invited the senior sister to come in, indicating that she could sit wherever she pleased.

He sealed the fried medicine into vacuum bags and kept them in the refrigerator.

Izumi Mio gently kicked off her shoes after entering the door. She was thankful that the indoor activity room of the sports club had a bathroom and a changing room, and she also brought a change of socks.

He's really weirdly shy.

"excuse me."

She whispered, but not to Natsume Naoki, who had already gone into the kitchen to look for medicine.

The seniors who changed into casual clothes concealed the enthusiasm and energy during exercise, and looked more like the cheerful and amiable big sister next door.

Miaoman's body is wrapped in a gray sweatshirt, and tight jeans always make people think wildly when worn on a girl.

Izumi Mio knew that Natsume Naoki lived alone in such a relatively high-end two-story villa. After all, she had been here before.

But her vague memory only allowed her to remember this one thing, and she was not sure about the decoration of her home.

It’s really clean. Is this a boy’s home? It’s different from what’s said online.

Is there really pornographic comics in the bedroom?

Izumi Mio suddenly realized that she seemed to have only visited the home of one boy, Natsume, and twice... although both were for business reasons.

Natsume Naoki walked out of the kitchen with a small plastic bag filled with a lot of brown liquid.

"The one with '1' written on it in black marker is the kind you used to drink, senior. You can drink whatever you want. It's over after you drink what I gave you."

While talking, Natsume Naoki took out another small brown vacuum bag with "2" written on it, with a serious expression: "Drink this once in the morning and evening, one hour before meals. If you feel that your stomach is uncomfortable after drinking,

Just drink it half an hour after a meal. Come to me once every three days to get it."

Izumi Mio took the plastic bag handed over by Natsume Naoki, and picked up a pack of No. 2 with some curiosity and looked at it.

When she thought about what this was for, Izumi Mio's face turned red with embarrassment.

Fortunately, the sun was setting and the lights in the living room were not very bright. In addition, Natsume Naoki was standing in front of him, blocking the light, so he couldn't really see Izumi Mio sitting with her head bowed.

Every girl in the house is so coy, but fortunately, Izumi Mio is generous by nature and Natsume Naoki has never been embarrassed by such things, which she is very grateful for.

This is what Izumi Mio thinks is different about Natsume Naoki. He is like a doctor in a hospital. He talks about things as they happen. It is never difficult to discuss menstruation with him.

"Well, I understand."

"Senior, don't you want to ask what it is being treated for?"

"Just follow the doctor's instructions. I don't understand even if you ask me."

"The new one has irregular treatment time." Natsume Naoki pretended to have asked. He always felt that the other party did not ask was a sign of trust, and he was honest when he said it. "There is a course of treatment every three days, and there are intervals in between depending on the situation."

Two days. Although the effect varies from person to person, at least ten courses of treatment will be effective... Based on my luck, I believe that three to five courses of treatment will cure the problem."

Sure enough, after hearing that it was a traditional Chinese medicine for treating irregular menstruation, Izumi Mio was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the medicine in her hand with mixed feelings in her heart.

Is the nightmare that has caused her intermittent pain since junior high school finally over?

Finally... I can pursue my dreams with confidence.

"Thank you, Natsume-kun." Izumi Mio had many words stuck in her mouth, but in the end she only said this heartfelt thank you.

"That's right. I made an appointment with you, senior sister, to cure your illness. I'm quite stubborn and I will definitely do what I want to do."

"At the beginning...you just saw that I was in severe pain and said you could help me relieve the pain, but you never said anything like that."

"Then just think that I remembered it wrong. The medicine has already been taken. Senior sister will think that I was buying and selling by force."

Natsume Naoki made a joke, and Izumi Mio felt more and more comfortable.

Sure enough, Natsume is different from other boys.

Izumi Mio's eyes reflected Natsume Naoki's serious face.

It is different from all the boys I have seen before.

A smile that is more sincere than others, eyes that are clearer and more serious than others, and... a character that is more resolute than others.

"You have actually been exercising for a long time, right?" Izumi Mio looked at Natsume Naoki's injured leg and felt sorry for him.

Natsume Naoki looked down and tapped the hardened plaster with a walking stick. He was very optimistic: "It's just bad luck. I can't blame anyone. I was born with bad luck. This walking stick was also the result of bad luck in high school."

It comes in handy. Oh, I can use it again, I don’t know whether I should be happy or upset.”

Izumi Mio suddenly felt that such a life was really gloomy!

She has been extremely lucky since she was a child. It is hard to imagine how painful her life would be if she was hit by a car every time she walked.

"It would be great if I could share my luck with you." Izumi Mio expressed her heartfelt emotion.

These blurted words proved that she really wanted to make Natsume less unlucky.

At the same time that Izumi Mio said these words, something suddenly rolled rapidly in Natsume Naoki's eyes.

Just like the numbers on the slot machine are rolling, the words on Izumi Mio's information sheet are also rolling.

[Name: "Izumi Mio" (fragment)]

【Comprehension: 6】

[Stamina: 7.5]

【Luck: 9】

[Feeling Value: 25]

The sentiment value, which was originally only 10 points, rose like crazy the moment Izumi Mio said her heartfelt emotion, and finally settled at the number 25 points.

My senior's favorability level has experienced the largest surge since we met!

Natsume Naoki was stunned, why on earth is this?

He was dazed, while Izumi Mio was recalling her first encounter with Natsume Naoki.

It was a day of training on the playground as usual. No one would have thought that she would meet a man who would change her life that day, just like she would not have thought that menstruation would suddenly come.

Izumi Mio, who was running, felt as if her lower body had burst. She instinctively tightened her legs, but she still couldn't stop the bleeding.

After struggling to go to the toilet, she took off her pants and found that her sports shorts had been dyed through. Fortunately, she was used to this sudden menstrual period and always had sanitary napkins on her body.

But menstruation is more than just bleeding. The severe pain is what makes Izumi Mio most helpless.

According to statistics, the proportion of girls who suffer from dysmenorrhea is 60%. Once the pain starts, it feels like the stomach has been pierced, and the lower abdomen affects the whole body. Every time the pain occurs, the body gradually becomes colder and weaker, and eventually the head starts to hurt.

Izumi Mio's menstrual cramps are more severe than ordinary people, which is fatal to her sports career——

The schedule will not spare her pain.

Coupled with the fact that her irregular menstruation was not able to plan the competition time in advance, she missed several important competitions and registrations. This made Izumi Mio feel that her luck was exchanged for her body.

Everything else about me went smoothly, but my dream was blocked... God really knows how to joke.

She was wondering whether to give up her sports dream, until she came out of the toilet that day and met Naoki Natsume.

This boy, whom she had never met before, somehow saw her problem, and the two of them got to know each other through the simple promise of "I can help you."

Natsume Naoki has been using Chinese medicine to help Izumi Mio regulate her body, and is also helping her keep this unspeakable secret.

"Um, Natsume-san?" Izumi Mio's words brought Natsume Naoki back to reality, "I'll give you money."

She took out her wallet from her pocket, took out a few 10,000 yen notes and handed them to Natsume Naoki.

Natsume Naoki's family is well off and he is not short of money. He can just treat Izumi Mio as a favor.

But every time, like this time, he calmly took the banknotes and stuffed them into his pocket without even looking at them.

"I accepted the money."

"Then... if there's nothing else, I'll go home first. Natsume, take a good rest and be careful not to bump your right foot!"

Izumi Mio picked up the plastic bag and went out. She turned around and waved goodbye to Natsume Naoki who was walking to the door.

When she walked far away and turned around, she saw Natsume Naoki had already entered and returned, then she spread her clenched left hand in front of her.

Lying quietly on her left hand was a long hair. In order to prevent the hair from getting lost, she specially wrapped it around her index finger.

Paying careful attention to the length of that hair, and comparing it with her own hair, Izumi Mio was thoughtful.
Chapter completed!