Crown Dead

"But—the scars will still remain."

"..."

Asakami Fujino's fingers paused for a moment, and then he threaded the needle again.

"That... uh."

"Asakami Fujino."

"Ah, hello Qiangami, my name is Xianyu."

"Well, what a wonderful name."

"Ah ha ha."

——What kind of conversation is this kind of dialogue with average English listening ability in the third grade of elementary school!Tell me your real purpose!

After struggling in the bathroom for a long time, I finally decided to help Asakami Fujino solve the most serious problem—chronic appendicitis.

It is obviously unreliable to drag her to find Dr. Liangyi who "cures all diseases with one knife".

Originally, Xian Yu was planning to fool her into saying that he was a doctor, but under the influence of "getting out of the trash can" such a disastrous opening, he probably said that he was actually a doctor, and he would only be regarded as a psychiatrist.

"Well, my stomach feels a little uncomfortable recently. Asakami-san looks very knowledgeable, do you know the reason for the stomach pain?"

Xian Yu covered his stomach and began to perform.

"Well—drink more hot water."

——That’s not the answer!And stomach pain is not "once a month", drink hot water!

The battle failed, the next one.

"Student Qiangami, how is the environment of the infirmary in your school? I heard that some schools can provide students with free physical examinations. Speaking of physical examinations - has Mr. Qiangami had a physical examination?"

——Why do you feel that these words sound weird?

After Xian Yu finished speaking, he froze for a moment,

"I seldom go to the infirmary. But I will go to the hospital regularly to let the doctor help me with treatment."

The doctor didn't seem to be a good bird, but the point is not here now.

"Xian Yu-jun—you are a very strange person."

"……what?"

Before Xianyu started his next move, Asakami Fujino spoke up.

"He suddenly appeared in that kind of place, and he was easily beaten away...Those people, who were obviously more nervous than me, kept talking to me for some reason, so that I wouldn't be afraid? Please don't worry, I'm fine of."

Asakami Fujino smiled at Xianyu, although that smile looked very gentle, but Xianyu could only feel a burst of worry.

"—Student Asakami, you may be suffering from appendicitis, go to the hospital as soon as possible. Although it is strange to say this from an unknown guy, but... well, I am serious. And, and ah I’m not picking up junk, I’m actually an ancient Babylonian archaeologist, I came here because I wanted to restore an ancient cultural relic, but it turned out that the tour guide is a bad guy, that’s why I’ve become like this now!”

Xian Yu didn't want to beat around the bush anymore.If she thought she was a lunatic, then even if she used strong means, he would take her to the hospital for treatment.

"Ha ha"

Asakami Fujino laughed softly.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Xian Yu. I just don't know why, but I think you are really an interesting person."

——What is this, a new variant of the 'fun card' after the good guy card?

Xianyu looked bewildered, while Fujino nodded slightly.

"I see. I will ask the doctor tomorrow. Thank you."

"Uh, you're welcome."

Agreeing so easily?Originally thinking that he had to at least explain again, Xian Yu was stunned.

"Appendicitis—is it supposed to be a painful condition?"

"Yeah, it's as if there are hot charcoals in the intestines."

"Is that so... that must be the pain that you can cry out at will."

Fujino gently stroked his abdomen, but there was no expression on his face.

When I was a child, I accidentally cut my finger with a real knife mixed in while cutting toy plasticine.

At that time, I didn't know that there was a liquid called blood in my body, but I just used the red pigment that flowed out inexplicably as an embellishment on the dishes.

It wasn't until my mother hugged me in a panic that I finally understood that the act of bleeding is called "injury".

"Injury" will bring "pain", and "pain" can be vented through tears and cries, and can also gain the care of others.

I can't understand "hurt", can't feel "pain", but I want "caring".

In the arms of my mother, I cried with my poor acting skills, while my mother hugged me tightly and comforted me constantly.

"Pain" is a feeling that can be shared, but I don't have the ability.

Yes, even in my mother's arms, I couldn't feel any warmth or reassurance.

Ghost - like a ghost, floating without entity.