[SD] Logic of Wild Dogs

In fact, Mitsui Shou didn't wait long at the school gate, this time he walked directly to the back door of the classroom of Class 10 of the first year.

Ah...Class [-], Grade [-]...It's really nostalgic...Looking at the sign in front of the classroom door, Mitsui stood quietly.

"... So, if we substitute X in at this point... Look, it's easy to get the result like this."

Through the glass window of the back door, one can see Qi Haixue seriously giving lectures. On the blackboard are various mathematical formulas, detailed explanations of examples, and key points marked with asterisks by colored chalk.

Qi Haixue patted the chalk dust on her hands: "Do you understand?"

Everyone: "Oh!"

Qi Haixue: "If there is anything you don't understand, you must ask it immediately. Then, let's talk about the question that Ozawa just raised."

Qihai turned around and erased the problem-solving steps just now, and wrote a new equation on the blackboard.

Mitsui Shou silently looked at Nanami Xue.

That guy spoke...very seriously...for no reason, I felt a little irritated.

Without looking any further, Mitsui Shou took a deep breath, turned around quietly, and left silently.

……

[No. 20, Class [-], Grade [-], Mitsui Shou!Please exhibitions! 】Short and refreshing hair, clear eyes, that boy has never been dyed gray...

Hmm... Mitsui frowned fiercely.

Reminds me of something bad...

Huoshaoyun was gradually swallowed by the ultramarine sky, and the light gradually dimmed, dimmed, and finally disappeared...

……

The second floor of Mitsui House.

Mitsui's mother gently knocked on the door: "Ah Shou, come down to eat, there is your favorite kaiseki cuisine."

The door was not knocked open, but through the door, a muffled answer came: "Oh, I'm playing a game."

Mitsui's mother looked at the door of her son's room worriedly, and she didn't know since when she was denied entry there.

Mitsui's mother lowered her head and smiled reluctantly: "Okay, okay, remember to come down and eat later. If you want to eat anything, you can ask the nanny to cook it separately."

The shouts of the game characters sounded inside, and then the son's impatient voice: "Okay, got it! Leave me alone!"

Mitsui's mother looked at the door of the room in disappointment, the door was locked tightly, and she couldn't get closer.

……

Mitsui pressed his finger on the game controller hastily, but Kusanagi Kyo on the screen was always suppressed by the opponent's fist.After a powerful uppercut, Kyo Kusanagi lost his last drop of blood—Game Over.

"Damn it...Damn it!!" Mitsui slammed the game controller against the wall.

After a sound and picture of the result data report, the selection interface appeared on the screen again.

Re-challenge?Or quit?

Mitsui's chest seemed to be on fire, and he gasped angrily and stood up.

what am i doing...

How did I become what I am now...

What the hell am I doing...

hateful!

……

Maybe it was because of the cool sea breeze that night, or maybe it was because her throat was a little sore during the lecture. The next morning, Qi Haixue started to cough.

Hey, it's strange...have you caught a cold?Qihai touched his itchy throat, and at noon, let's make a cup of granule.

Coughing softly intermittently, Nanami Xue wrung out the rag in the bucket and continued to scrub the tatami.

After a morning of routine cleaning, Qi Haixue was sweating profusely.After taking a simple shower, Qihai went into the kitchen to cook again.

The aroma of fried udon is overflowing, but Nanami has no appetite.

So hot...so greasy...throat hurts every time I swallow...

Looks really sick.Qihai took a cup of hot water from the water heater, and then began to rummage in the medicine cabinet.

The granule... seems to be gone.Unexpectedly, she, who has always been healthy, would catch a cold in summer. Qi Haixue rummaged through the medicine box for a long time before finding a small yellow paper bag marked with cold medicine.

"For internal medicine, adults take one tablet at a time, children under 8 years old take half of it, three times a day, take it after meals." Qi Haixue pushed her glasses, poured out a pill from the small paper medicine bag and swallowed it.

01:30 pm, Nanami's small room.

Half leaning against the head of the bed, barely reciting English for a while, Qi Haixue felt dizzy, and finally fell asleep unbearably.

Ah...hate...the hypnotic effect of cold medicine...

……

When I woke up at night, it was already dark, and I felt hot all over, and my tongue was dry.

It's over now...it seems to have a fever...

The medicine cabinet...downstairs...water, water...

Qi Haixue tried hard to get up, but finally fell down on the bed weakly.

By the way... that potion... seems to have expired...

……

On Sunday morning, Qi Haixue managed to gather up some strength to go to the hospital to see a doctor.

The doctor held a small lamp: "Open your mouth, ah—"

Qi Haixue: "Ah..."

Hoarse voice.

The doctor looked at Qi Hai's mouth, nodded, turned around and wrote a long line of words on the doctor's order: "The tonsils are inflamed, and the high fever doesn't go away. I'll go to the pharmacy to buy these medicines in a while. You should rest well and drink plenty of water for a few days. , get more sleep, and pay attention to your diet. If you can’t eat, ask your mother to make more porridge or soup.”

"Ah... yes. Thank you doctor." Qi Haixue took the receipt and thanked her in a hoarse voice.

Doctor: "Did you come alone?"

Qihai nodded: "Uh, um..."

Doctor: "Be careful when you go back."

Qihai: "Thank you doctor, I'm leaving."

Doctor: "Well, goodbye."

·

Once sick, it is easy to make people weak.

After trying to support her body and buying medicine at the pharmacy, Qihai really felt that she was going to die.

His body was like a swollen wakame, and he had no strength at all, and he was sweating all over when he moved a little.

There was darkness in front of her eyes, and Qihai clung to the railing tightly: hold on, you can't... just fall down like this...

……

[If you can't eat, ask your mother to make more porridge or soup]...

In the back seat of the taxi, Qi Haixue couldn't help but burst into tears.

The driver: "Little girl, are you feeling bad? Don't cry, you'll be home soon. Let your mother take good care of you, and you'll be fine soon."

"Mmm... woo... Thank you, Uncle." Qi Haixue nodded vigorously, but the tears flowed even more fiercely...

Mommy mommy……

·

After simply cooking a bowl of plain noodles, Qi Haixue swallowed with red eyes.

Get well soon.

Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow are exams...

Tears fall and fall, and the noodle soup doesn't turn salty, it's useless... So, don't cry anymore.

·

Turn on the phone, press a string of familiar numbers with your fingertips, but the moment you press the call button, one by one is slowly deleted...

Be strong, Nanami Snow.

Swallow the pill with your head back, then gulp down the water.

I need to get well soon.

·

The night is extraordinarily gentle, and the moonlight reflects the earth like frost and snow.

Qi Haixue fell asleep, curled up into a small ball under the thick quilt.

"...Mom." Qi Haixue uttered a small dream, and a tear slowly fell from the corner of her eyes.

·

At 9 a.m. on Monday, Mr. Miki wrote stroke by stroke on the blackboard:

First semester ability test

Subject: Chinese

Exam time: 9:15-10:45

Son A: "Huh—? Strange, Qi Hai hasn't come yet."

Son B: "You said that...it's really true..."

Son C: "Could it be that I reviewed too late last night, so I couldn't get up this morning?"

Miki Mediterranean: "Hey! Those over there have already started handing out papers! Don't whisper!"

Exam papers are passed down row by row like waves...

During Monday's ability test, Qi Haixue was absent due to illness.

Qi Haixue was still absent from the ability test on Tuesday.

·

On the way to school.

Tokuo: "Student Mitsui, listen up!"

Mitsui: "Huh?"

De Nan: "It's cicadas singing..."

The two stopped and listened.

Mitsui: "Ah, the first chirping of cicadas in summer..."

De Nan: "Well, summer vacation is coming soon."

The author has something to say: I really want to write until the second year...but now I have only written to the end of the first semester...

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