But in contrast to her smile, Midorima pursed her lips, her usual calm expression looking rather annoyed.

"What are you doing!?"

He suppressed his anger and roared, grabbed Ah Chan's arm, and pulled her up a little roughly. Midorima's normally well-groomed hair had become a little messy because of the turmoil just now, which brought a bit of an unexpectedly wild temperament to the almost rigid teenager who had always been strict. His eyes were fixed on Ah Chan's knees—they weren't gentle when they fell, and the girl was wearing a short skirt, and her knees were undoubtedly bleeding from the rough ground.

And before Ah Chan could answer anything, the members of the drama department surrounded them one after another with a look of shock and fear, and they became concerned about it: "How is it!?" "It didn't hurt anywhere, did it?!" "Sakurai-san is bleeding!"

Ah Chan was about to follow human etiquette, turned around and smiled, signaling to them that she was okay, but the next second, her body was empty, and she was suddenly hugged by the young man next to her.

She hurriedly subconsciously grabbed his shirt to stabilize her body and maintain her balance, her eyes widened as if she was startled by Midorima, and in a hurry, her fingertips also crossed the warm skin of the young man's neck and touched his Adam's apple. But Midorima Shintaro seemed to have no remorse for the fact that he had shocked her, and he looked down at her with a straight face, then explained to the head of the drama department, "I'll take her to the infirmary", and left the theater department with her.

Ah Chan saw that the minister of the drama department was left behind by him, because of his momentum, he was pressed and confused, so he could only stand in place and replied: "Oh...... Oh. ”

……

By this time, most of the students in the school had already gone home. Midorima carried her all the way, and she didn't meet anyone - that's fine, otherwise, the whole school would probably start discussing a new scandal tomorrow - but considering that Midorima had just picked her up, and many members of the drama department were gasping, a new scandal would probably be inevitable tomorrow.

The students had left the school, most of the teachers had already left work, and when Midorima arrived at the infirmary with Ah Chan in his arms, the door was already locked. However, this is not a problem for Midorima, who has a spare key in his pocket as the vice president of the student council.

When he put Ah Chan down and opened the door, he pushed the door and walked in silently, as if he was angry. Ah Chan hesitated for a moment, and then followed hesitantly.

The Const clan is very sensitive to pain, and she has lost her original self-healing ability as a warrior at the moment, so the look of pain on Ah Chan's face is not false. She walked in slowly, closed the door, and then stood not far from the door, watching Midorima's rough "swish" and open the curtain that had been around the bed.

"Sit down here."

Midorima didn't look at her, but said the second sentence to her in a stiff tone since she threw him down. Then he walked to the medicine cabinet to find the right medicine for the situation.

"I can't get by." Ah Chan looked at his figure and did not move. There was a slight aggrieved emotion in her tone: "My knee hurts." ”

Midorima took out the medicine and bandages, then finally turned his face and glanced at her.

"I know it hurts," he took a deep breath and placed the items in his hand on the cabinet next to the bed, before walking towards Ah Chan. "Don't do such a dangerous thing next time."

"But......" the girl glared at him unconvinced, "...... But Midorima-kun is an athlete, right? If an athlete's body is injured somewhere, it will be troublesome. ”

Midorima stopped talking. He stared at her, looking at her stubborn expression that seemed to think he hadn't done anything wrong, and straightened his lips.

Ah Chan looked at him for a while, and after making sure that he couldn't say anything, she reached out and grabbed his arm and jumped a few times in the direction of the bed. Midorima didn't say anything this time and helped her over.

She sat on the bed and watched Midorima crouch down, frowning and leaning in to examine her wound. Ah Chan was very confident in the manufacturing technology of her own race, but she was not worried that he would see from the broken parts that her body structure was different from that of ordinary humans. She watched as he lowered his eyes, unscrewed the cap of the disinfectant bottle, and his slender fingers grasped a cotton swab, which was dipped in the potion, and slowly approached the wound. When he touched the blood-drenched edge for the first time, the pain perception of his body played a keen role, and Ah Chan's whole body trembled in pain.

"It hurts." There was a hint of shock and repulsion in her tone. "I don't want to be drugged!"

Then, like a wayward child, she tried to remove her leg from him, but Midorima reached out without saying a word and grabbed her ankle steadily.

His palms are wide, and it is not difficult to hold Ah Chan's slender ankles in his hands.

"Don't move." To emphasize that his tone was non-negotiable, he tightened his grip on her ankle.

Chan didn't move.

But when she trembled uncontrollably for the second time because of his movements, Midorima sighed softly, relaxing a little of the strength that was holding her ankles. He raised his head, and his tone finally softened a little, with a sense of reassurance: "...... Soon fine. ”

But what he saw was the girl's slightly reddened eyes. She looked at him with moist eyes, and when she lowered her head to meet his gaze, it seemed that tears would fall on his heart in the next second.

"Midorima-kun...... Do you hate my ......? ”

Hearing the girl's somewhat disappointed question, Midorima could only bow her head again. But his hand holding the cotton swab froze next to her wound, and he couldn't find the strength to continue cleaning it up so that she wouldn't shrink back again.

He had no choice but to answer her question first: "No." ”

But the girl muttered quietly, "...... But I think Midorima-kun hates me. ”

"You think it's wrong."

Hearing him say this, the girl slowly "...... Oh......" But the tone didn't look like I believed it.

Midorima cleaned her wound as quickly and precisely as he could, but despite his efforts to reduce the pain for her, the girl kept letting out a muffled grunt during the process. The voice was easily distracting, because it was like ...... The other is the sound that can only be made in an indescribable act.

When Midorima stood up, the girl let out a long breath, let go of the white sheet she had been holding, and fell backwards on the bed in relief, gasping softly - she didn't notice the sweat on Midorima's face, and when she rubbed the medicine for her, it was more than when she carried her.

He set the potion and cotton swab aside, then picked up the bandage and squatted down again.

In order to better wrap the wound, he had to straighten Ah Chan's legs. He pursed his lips and carefully placed one hand behind her knee, while the other held her ankle and placed her calf on his own.

Sensing his movements, Ah Chan immediately appeared very alert and bounced.

"Do what?" She bent down uneasily and grabbed his hand, as if trying to remove her feet, but Midorima's hand pressed against her ankle and didn't move.

"And bandaged." Midorima looked up at her and explained dryly. But as soon as his gaze fell, it seemed to be hot and fixed on Ah Chan's face again.

“…… Sakurai-san," he said in his tone, almost with a bit of gnashing of teeth, "please pay a little attention to your posture." ”

Ah Chan blinked, looking a little dazed, she tilted her head and thought about it, looked down, and then couldn't help but smile and straighten up.

She reached out and pulled the collar that was untied because of the stuffiness in the drama department, and muttered quietly, "You saw it?" ”

Midorima didn't answer, and he silently pulled the quilt on the side and covered her thighs, blocking her skirt.

With a small smile, Ah Chan covered the quilt to prevent them from slipping down, so as not to touch her knees. "Midorima-kun's reaction is so boring......"

She watched Midorima purse her lips as she pulled open the bandage and wrapped it around her knee. She watched as the slender hands worked back and forth between her legs. And when she occasionally frowned and let out a gentle gasp, the hands that had always been very steady and calm would suddenly stiffen for a moment, and then become hesitant and uncertain to slow down.

Midorima paused again when he suddenly heard a chuckle. He raised his head and saw that the girl who had just let out a fragile and sensitive snort was propping her cheeks, looking at him and smiling like a flower, how could she look half painful.

The young man who felt that he had been tricked squinted his eyes, and the final ending was a little harder, and the girl who was snickering just now immediately changed her face. “…… Not!! ”

She fell on her side on the bed, her face immediately pale.

"Hey......?" Midorima quickly straightened up to check, in fact, he had only used a little bit of strength when tying it up just now-"Does it hurt?" ”

The girl looked pained, she let out a low "snort", then propped herself up, hooked his neck, and pressed him under her whole body weight. But before she could do anything, her bandaged knee hit Midorima's leg. The girl immediately let out an unfeigned cry of pain, and buried her face in the young man's neck socket weakly.

"It hurts......" she gasped softly, and the tail note dragged on very long and softly, as if she was coquettish, coming from Midorima's ears. He tilted his head uncomfortably, slightly away from the girl's temperature.

“…… Enough is enough, get up first. ”

But Ah Chan didn't move. She gasped softly from him, gasping slightly, as if the pain from the previous collision had consumed all her strength, forcing her to regain her strength by breathing gently before she could leave his body.

But soon, Ah Chan's breathing paused for a moment.

The girl lifted her face and looked at the boy who had turned his face away. All she could see was his ears, which had turned red from anger and shame.

Ah Chan said "hmm" softly, and then propped herself up slightly, as if she was tempting, and as if she was deliberately teasing, she half-pressed on the place where the young man reacted, and then moved her body slightly. But that action was almost like rubbing the young man's secret place with his abdomen with a bad heart.

Midorima suddenly couldn't help but turn her face, and her fair-skinned and handsome face turned red and glared at her, "Hey!!" ”