Madam, believe me, how can I be a minotaur?

Thinking of this, Makoto Asano shook his head, threw out the strange thoughts in his head, and said, "Then let's wait a while before measuring..."

"Asano-kun, could you please help me put the thermometer under my arm..."

However, what he didn't expect was that Eriko Miyajima also spoke at the same time as he did.

Obviously, Eriko Miyajima didn't expect this either.

And at this time, she realized how embarrassing what she had just said was.

Her face suddenly turned a little red, but not the sickly red like before.

"No, Asano-kun, I..."

After reacting, she quickly opened her mouth to explain.

But before that, Makoto Asano said before her, "Okay, Eriko, lift your arm, I'll help you."

As if he felt that this was not enough, he added in a serious tone: "Thinking about it carefully, that's true. Eriko is sick now, and not a second should be wasted."

Since Eriko Miyajima had said so, it would seem that he didn't understand the situation if he refused.

To be honest, he really wanted to help Eriko Miyajima take her temperature, after all, this was a major event related to her health.

And he just wanted to help take her temperature, not do anything else.

Yes, really.

Although if he came to help, he would definitely accidentally touch some places he shouldn't touch in the process of putting the thermometer under her armpit.

But that's not his problem, it's just unavoidable.

"Ugh..."

Eriko Miyajima was obviously a little regretful, regretting that she shouldn't have impulsively asked Makoto Asano to help her with such an embarrassing task.

She said hesitantly, "Asano-kun, why don't we wait a while, I..."

However, before she could finish her words, Makoto Asano comforted her: "Eriko, don't think too much, you are a patient now, and I am just taking care of you."

When he said this, he had a very righteous expression, as if his heart was really as noble as what he said.

Eriko Miyajima was also stunned by his awe-inspiring words.

In the end, Eriko Miyajima nodded lightly.

As if she didn't dare to look directly at Makoto Asano, she turned her head to the left side of her body.

At the same time, she used her left hand to pull open the neckline of her plain white long-sleeved home clothes, half-raised her right arm, her face flushed.

On the other side, Makoto Asano couldn't help but secretly laugh twice in his heart, while disinfecting the thermometer with an alcohol wipe.

Immediately afterwards, he put the thermometer through the neckline and stretched it towards... with a clear purpose.

Stretched towards the underside of Eriko Miyajima's raised arm.

Because the neckline of the home clothes was very small, even if Eriko Miyajima pulled it with her hand, almost nothing could be seen, only a gap barely enough for her arm to pass through.

But it doesn't matter.

Can't see it, can't you touch it?

When putting the thermometer under her arm, Makoto Asano felt the familiar delicacy and softness with the back of his hand for the first time.

But unlike in the dream, the current Eriko Miyajima had a fiery heat.

And he was surprised to find that she was not wearing anything inside her home clothes.

After feeling Makoto Asano's big hand, Eriko Miyajima subconsciously tensed her body.

She bit her teeth lightly, trying to suppress the voice that was about to come out in her throat.

I don't know if it's because she was sick.

She only felt that her body seemed to have become more sensitive than usual...

Chapter 110 Anti-Chrysanthemum Special Attack Weapon (1/3)

"Eriko, clamp it, clamp it firmly, don't drop it."

Makoto Asano said, putting the thermometer under Eriko Miyajima's arm.

Then he pulled back his hand, and once again inevitably touched that towering peak.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that the feeling of touching it in reality seemed to be better than in the dream.

This is indeed possible.

Although the structure of the dream is based on Eriko Miyajima's own memories and feelings, it is normal for there to be some subtle differences.

Of course, it is also possible that he just felt wrong.

After all, it was just a light rub with the back of his hand, so it's hard to say whether it's accurate or not.

And compared to this, Makoto Asano is now more concerned about the fact that Eriko Miyajima is not wearing anything inside.

This involves his blind spot of knowledge.

Although his knowledge is very rich, these knowledge is not very serious.

How would he know that girls don't wear anything when they sleep, and even if they do, they only wear special sleep underwear?

But he can't ask about these things, at least not now, and he can't ask Eriko.

I'll ask Yuna later...

As Makoto Asano thought this, Eriko Miyajima, who was sitting on the bed, couldn't help but hum secretly.

Before, she had finally endured the first touch, but the second touch that came soon, she really couldn't bear it.

All along, her body has been very sensitive.

Even the slightest friction would make her tremble uncontrollably.

But this time, perhaps because she was sick, she felt that her body seemed to have become more sensitive.

"Okay, Eriko, wait five or six minutes and you can take it out."

"Um..."

Eriko Miyajima nodded, still turning her head to the other side, not daring to look directly at Makoto Asano.

After six or seven minutes passed like this, the two went through the previous process again.

This time Makoto Asano was much more skilled, but Eriko was still the same, humming involuntarily because Makoto Asano touched her body.

After checking the data on the thermometer, Makoto Asano said with some worry: "Thirty-nine degrees three, Eriko, you have a very serious fever, why don't you go to the hospital to see a doctor?"

39.3℃ is a very serious high fever even for adults, no wonder Eriko Miyajima couldn't even lift her arm just now.

After hearing Makoto Asano's suggestion to go to the hospital, Eriko Miyajima turned her head back.

She hesitated for a moment, and finally shook her head: "I still won't go to the hospital, anyway, they will only prescribe a few pills, and it's very expensive..."

Hearing this, Makoto Asano couldn't help but nodded in agreement.

Although Japan's medical insurance system is very complete, and the medical insurance reimbursement ratio can usually reach 70%, their medical expenses are also very high.

Let's take the example of seeing a doctor for a fever and cold, even after the medical insurance reimbursement, the patient still has to pay 3,000 to 4,000 yen for the consultation fee.

And Japanese doctors will not give you an infusion, they will only prescribe some medicine for you, and you have to go to a nearby pharmacy to buy it according to the prescription.

It's better to take some medicine at home and lie in bed and have a good sleep and rest, so as not to run back and forth between the hospital and the pharmacy.

So after thinking about it, Makoto Asano respected Eriko Miyajima's idea and didn't mention it again.

Since you're not going to the hospital, you have to take medicine.

So Makoto Asano took out the medicine box from the bag and started rummaging through it.

Then he suddenly found that there was no medicine for treating fever in his medicine box.

There are only some basic medical tools for treating external injuries, such as band-aids and gauze.

But this can't be blamed on him.

Except for the last time he fainted due to over-exercise, he has never been sick since he was a child.

Also because he knew that he would not get sick, he just bought one casually when he bought the medicine box before, and he didn't even open it to look at it after buying it back.

"I'm sorry, Eriko, I don't seem to have any cold medicine at home..."

Makoto Asano looked at Eriko Miyajima a little embarrassedly, scratching his head a little embarrassedly: "Where is your medicine box?"

In fact, Eriko Miyajima also knew that there were no those medicines in Makoto Asano's medicine box.

Because when she helped Makoto Asano bandage last time, she took the gauze and iodine from that medicine box.

At that time, she didn't find some common medicines in it, but she didn't care at the time, just thinking that Makoto Asano had put those medicines in some other place.

So after hearing Makoto Asano's apology, she just nodded and said, "My medicine box is in..."

But I don't know why, when she was halfway through her words, Eriko Miyajima seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and didn't continue to say it.

Makoto Asano asked suspiciously: "Um? Where is the medicine box?"

Eriko Miyajima said stiffly: "Medicine, the medicine box is in... No, we don't have a medicine box at home, um um, no!"

Who are you kidding?

I have to say, Eriko Miyajima really can't lie.

When she said this, she almost engraved the words "I'm lying" on her face.

Looking at her cute appearance, Makoto Asano almost laughed out loud.

But feeling funny is funny, getting sick should be treated well.

So after laughing, he immediately put on a serious expression and said to Eriko Miyajima in a serious tone: "Eriko, don't be naughty, you have such a serious fever now, you have to take medicine quickly, otherwise how can your body get better?"