She had a long dream.

There were things she had lost in her dreams, and things she was watching.

- She didn't want to face it at all.

So, I woke up.

——

Opening her eyes, she first saw the standard gray ceiling of the school infirmary—there might have been some pattern there, but it had all been worn away by time, leaving no trace.

Sand......

Maybe she slept for a while, and she still felt dazzling in such a dim light, and subconsciously wanted to raise her hand, but it was followed by a strange feeling.

By the way, the wound on the shoulder.

Remembering this, the goldfinch slowly sat up from the bed, and unbuttoned his shirt until he could see his shoulders—and had turned his eyes to look.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, it's really amazing to look at it.

There were no scars left on his shoulders.

...... She wouldn't have slept for years.

The Golden Bird was deeply suspicious - even if some cleansing properties were treated in order to remove the black mist, it would not leave no scars...... In particular, she didn't wake up at all.

It was all like a dream.

While the Plantagen was still a little confused, the door was pushed open—and the boy who had "long time no see" walked into the room, raised his head and met her—

The same golden eyes, Shuer's golden eyes are dazzling, and the color of her eyes is dull - this is probably the most straightforward, for the interpretation of a color, either brilliant or dull.

The goldfinch looked at him as if he remembered something again.

Things before the coma - it seems to be looking at him like this, and then he didn't hold it up, and he collapsed.

And then there was his embrace......

There was still a faint memory of this warmth, which made her squint her eyes and feel a little ......

“...... I'm sorry!" Shul spoke suddenly, turning his back sharply, a suspicious flush on his face.

Yes?

The Golden Sparrow reacted—the button she had unbuttoned to check the wound had not yet been buttoned, and she had not said anything subtle to save trouble—and at this point she could almost see a large patch of snow white on her chest.

"......" she didn't know what to say.

At best, it can only be regarded as a young girl's physique...... It doesn't seem like there's much to see...... Wait a minute...... What was she thinking.

Looks like a young girl or something, it's even more wrong?!

The goldfinch buttoned the button and thought wildly as he could.

The conscience of heaven and earth...... She wasn't like that before.

It's all to blame...... Who can she blame?

The goldfinch suddenly noticed that her emotions had become a little strange, especially the more she thought about it, the more hot her face became.

It can't go on like this—

The act of pouring cold water on himself seemed to be of little use, and the goldfinch looked to the side, successfully catching a glass of boiled water.

Barely looked at it - she raised her hand, grabbed the cup, and drank.

– hot.

"Ahem...... "It's been a long time since the goldfinch has flipped over like this—she's been so scalded in the water that she didn't drink it at all, and squirted it out in one gulp."

"Teresa?" Shul still didn't dare to look back, and asked with some concern.

“...... It's okay. Goldfinch took a deep breath to calm himself down, coughed twice more to make himself feel better, and looked at Shul again—

The blonde boy was getting taller and taller, and he was already outstanding last year, and now he was a little taller—that is, he was not inferior to any professor, but he didn't look as calm and calm as usual, but because he was a little flustered—his back looked a little.

Sprout.

Roughly described, this picture - like a big dog that can't find something, stunned in place, looking a little cramped.

It seems to be a little ...... Wretched.

"You...... It's time to turn around. The golden finch was a little unbearable, but he didn't notice his emotions, just said.

Shure breathed a sigh of relief and looked back at her.

......

It can be said that there was a good transition, so when Shul walked to the side of the goldfinch's bed, it was not as weird as he had just thought.

Teresa...... Didn't feel better. Before he approached, there was worry in his eyes, and the ears on the golden retriever were a little drooping, "They said you might have some sequelae lately......

The Plantage stared at his ear, "Sequelae?"

"Well, although the wound heals quickly......"

Seeing his ears move, the Plantageng's eyes blinked, "How long have I been asleep?"

"Two or three days...... "Shure exhaled, "I thought it was ...... at first"

"I thought it was ...... "Actually, the goldfinch didn't pay much attention to Shuer's speech, and it seemed that it was the first time that he noticed that while he was talking, the subtle movements of his ears were a little ......

Lovely?

Hairy, golden ears.

The goldfinch looked at it, and felt that the ears were moving, and suddenly there was a little thought to her......

"Thought you might sleep a little more...... Hey. Shul gave a shallow smile, and then the smile froze as the goldfinch suddenly stretched out his hand and placed it on top of his head.

And not just touching his head as usual, but ......

"Teresa?" he looked down a little in surprise, and saw some serious expression on the Sparrow.

...... with a serious expression There was still a trace of blush on his face that had been inexplicably produced just now - touching his ...... Ear?

"......" Shuer didn't know what to say, only felt a light or heavy sensation coming from his ears.

Ah, it feels a little good. The Plantagenet thought so, and Shul was cooperative, and to satisfy her little curiosity when she first woke up, he sat down on the edge of the bed so that she would not raise her hands too high.

The goldfinch probably understands what it means to be "satisfied".

"Teresa. When she finally relented, Shuer's voice suddenly sounded in her ears.

"Huh?" her voice was a little confused.

This is probably never been done before - it is like just waking up from a nap, there is neither coldness nor irony that needs to be figured out, but there is a hint of girl's softness, which makes people feel a little hot when they hear it.

"Teresa knows, in the Golden Dog Clan—who are the people who touch their ears in general?"

"I don't know. Goldfinch said immediately.

She doesn't study any of that—but ......

The Golden Bird realized that the two were a little closer—perhaps due to his sudden curiosity.

In fact, it is not the first time that they have come so close, but in addition to being close, there is something - heat.

She blinked, feeling Shuer's breath spurting on the side of her face, tilting her head slightly, but just right on the face he had turned.

With a light touch on the tip of his nose, the golden finch subconsciously stepped back, but was hugged by Shuer's waist.

The breathing becomes a little constricted, and the breaths collide, causing the temperature to gradually rise.

Shure smiled a little—his golden eyes gave a sense of something addictive, and he seemed to have made a decision, his hand straining slightly, and he leaned in.

What the......

"Yes...... Very close people. ”

...... For a moment, the goldfinch had a bit of an explosion in his brain.

Shul didn't finish his sentence, but something was obvious...... Very close people...... Who could that be?