There is a small oven on the laboratory table, the plug of the oven is on the common socket on the wall, which was supposed to be used to plug in the oral lamp, although the school doctors in Waseda do not care about tooth extraction, but they care to see a doctor, when you have a toothache, you will come to the school doctor, the school doctor will help you see whether it is caries or periodontitis.

But now the oral lamp is lying aside, and the laboratory table has become a banquet table.

Asai Mao was not polite at all, walked straight over and took a toothpick, inserted a grilled sausage from the oven, blew on the hot air and took a bite.

The taste is the taste of grilled sausages, and she deliberately picked one that burst, and the texture is more crispy.

There is nothing particular about the grilled sausage, the raw materials are semi-finished products sold in the supermarket, and the night market food stalls are the same, and they are put into the oven to bake according to the instructions.

After eating one, he was a little tired, but the shallow well did not drink the water on the table.

It's not that she's afraid that the beaker with water is not clean and there are drug residues, but as long as Nanami haunts the place at night, she shouldn't trust any clear liquid.

Think about the bottle of medicine that brought down Naoki Natsume on his birthday, or he was brought out of this infirmary.

Nanamiya draws very seriously, as if Asai Mao has never come in, she occasionally puts down her pen and drinks two sips of water, but she doesn't look at her and doesn't talk to Asai when she passes by during the trip.

The same is true of Asai, who sits on the sidelines and reads a book carefully.

After about half an hour, the quiet atmosphere was finally broken by a crisp moan from Nanamiya.

"Poof!"

A soft sound rang out in the infirmary, where the needle could be heard, and something arced gracefully through the air and landed on the book that Asai touched.

Black and round.

Asai will pinch the thing, it is a button.

She seemed to understand where the button was, and looked at Nanamiya.

Nanamiya was fiddling with his neckline with his head down, "It's actually the second button that can't hold on to it first." ”

The second button on the shirt inside her white coat was gone, and the buttonhole was propped open, and Asai didn't have the eyes to look at it, shaking her head and looking away.

"Can't you just wear something that fits a little better?" She frowned slightly, "You really don't want to get married?" ”

The shirt was about to be torn, enough to be described as hideous.

Nanami Ye smiled charmingly and retorted, "Educated me at a young age? The more this happens, the easier it will be to get off the list, and you still have a long way to go. ”

"This is already the biggest number," Nanami Ye patted and held up, Duang twice, and said to himself, "It seems that even the shirt will have to be customized in the future." ”

"The smell of the house!" Asai wrinkled his nose and muttered, then pulled out a photo and a student information from his bag.

She handed the thing to Nanamiya, who took it and looked down twice, then raised her eyebrows instead of raising her head and looked at her with her peripheral eyes.

"Such detailed information is a matter of privacy."

"The people who barbecue meat in the school infirmary are not qualified to talk about me according to the school rules."

Asai wasn't scared at all, she still had the handle of Nanamiya in her hand.

Although this handle Nanamiya is not scared at all, if it is Asai who threatens her, then she is happy to be symbolically afraid.

"And then, you don't want me to poison her, do you?" Nanamiya shook his head, and his tone was serious: "I can't get too many reagents in the new school, and it's very troublesome to dispose of corpses." ”

Asaiichi raised an eyebrow and looked at her, thinking to himself that the point was this?

Is the point on what to do with the body?

What did you do during the years when you claimed to be a school doctor at a university somewhere else?

Asai mourned for Amamiya Chizuru for two seconds in his heart.

"Put away your dangerous thoughts." Asai said, "It's the goal that has increased. ”

"What goal?"

"It turns out that there is only one Mio Izumi." Asai Mao stretched out a finger, "Now there is this one called Amamiya Chizuru." ”

The fingers became two.

"You're actually having an affair with that young man named Natsume?"

"Don't say it so ugly."

"Okay, okay, it's okay to pedal two boats, right?" Nanamiya changed his words, was silent for a while, and then said, "Match them? three pla……”

Yoshimasa Asai interrupted her sternly: "It's one-on-one and one-on-one...... Don't bring in your drawing book! ”

"I thought it was a good thing like a threesome."

"That's immoral."

"Are you moral like that?"

"But why are you laughing?"

Nanamiya is really laughing, and the laughter is meaningful and has a bad feeling.

It's really annoying, the so-called red face and disaster are probably like this, especially the plump and flavorful big sister is still a bad woman.

"Because I think it's funny." Nanamiya accepted the personal file of Amamiya Chizuru.

Seeing that she was much happier than when she first came to her for help over Mio Izumi, she knew that this woman was really starting to be interested.

Okay, she sighed slightly, as long as it can be done, although pulling her in will increase the risk factor, but for the sake of Brother Naoki, who was born with a woman, to come back, and it is worth it to make up for the sacrifice he made.

Beep Pavilion

"That's it, I'm back cooking."

"Wait, don't be in such a hurry."

Nanami saw Asai get up to leave, put his finger to his lips and thought about it, and then thought of something, and went to his bag to get a business card for Asai.

"My roommate when I was in school is now an art teacher." Nanamiya pointed to the name on the business card and said, "She recently came to me to open a painting training class to make some money." ”

Asai took the business card and looked at it carefully, it was the business card of the training institution, with the name and phone number of the person in charge of the training institution on it, as well as the names of some teachers.

"You're going to give lectures too?" She noticed that the instructor's name on the business card had the romanization of Nanami.

Nanamiya nodded, "Otherwise, how can you make money?" I can't rely on Waseda's salary for my pleasure every weekend.,The manuscript fee on the side of the book is deferred for two months according to the custom...... Adults will worry about money, small ones. ”

Asai glanced at her, "Helping that guy save money is equivalent to saving him money, and less money for you is equal to making money!" ”

"Do you really live with him?"

"Help you get the word out, I see."

Asai didn't answer and left with the business card.

She didn't know who to recommend to her, and she didn't even know anyone in Tokyo except Naoki Natsume.

It seems like......

It felt like stepping out of the small two-story building on the banks of the Kanda River, and she would become a stray cat walking the streets of a big city again.

………………

"What do you say? Don't be allowed to apply for private associations from now on? ”

In the office in charge of managing the club in the administration building, all the teachers looked at Naoki Natsume, who was speaking.

Naoki Natsume also realized that his voice was a little louder, said sorry a few times, and then lowered his voice to continue to communicate with the bald middle-aged man in front of him.

"I know very well that I was not allowed to apply for clubs before the campus festival, and it was the same last year." He was a little puzzled: "But why aren't you allowed to apply after this year's campus festival?" Is it permanent? ”

The bald teacher nodded, and said in a regretful but firm tone, "Yes, classmate." The school means that the club application channel will be closed in the future, because there are too many clubs now...... As for when it will be reopened in the future, we will notify you until later. ”

Naoki Natsume and Chizuru Amamiya glanced at each other, and they could both see the small loss in each other's eyes.

It's normal for him to be lost, and I don't know why Immiya is so lost.

Seeing this, the bald teacher hurriedly comforted: "Students, you have to understand, now there are 568 formal clubs in the school that can carry out 'ministry work', and there are more than 2,500 'private circles (サーク儿)' without funds and instructors...... Those of us who manage the club are really struggling to do so. ”