Net King Simulation Game

Seeing that it was Hikichiwaka who came, I almost subconsciously moved aside, trying to use Matsudo Haruka's thin body to block his inquiring sight.

Facts have proved that all concealment will be ruthlessly uncovered in the end.

"What's going on with you?" He closed the door and walked over, ignoring Haruka Matsudo, who was still squatting next to him, quickly took away my flustered hand that was trying to cover it, and looked at the extra legs on my legs Long scratches—I don’t know what those girls’ nails are made of, they are worse than cat’s claws. The scratches are from deep to shallow from the inner thigh to the outside. The blood flowed a lot, but fortunately the bleeding was stopped early, but now it is still a bit scary to look at with the powder on it, and the scabs that had already formed were also scratched, revealing the tender new flesh with traces of blood .

He frowned and murmured, "Why did you get hurt so badly?"

I smiled sheepishly, looked away with a guilty conscience, and wondered what excuse I would use to block his mouth this time: "Uh, it was an accident."

"You have so many accidents." He glanced up, and let out an inexplicable snort, and my scalp tightened, feeling that something was wrong.I still remember his venomous tongue and his strange expression of mockery and sarcasm during the last "accident".Don't want to do it again.

"It's not something I can control subjectively. How about you, what are you doing? Isn't there still training in the tennis club?" It was still a very lame change of subject.

"Just take something." As he spoke, he glanced at Haruka Matsudo meaningfully.

"Didn't you get hurt again?"

"Is that so? I happened to pass by and saw you here, so I stopped by." Surprisingly, he didn't have a harsh tongue. I still clearly remember the last time he was sarcastic at me.

Seeing Hikichiruo's posture of not preparing to leave, Matsudo Haruka lost her previous persistence in not reaching her goal, but looked at me with complicated eyes that made one's chrysanthemum tense.I said, girl, are you thinking of something bad?

She put down the things at hand and got up slowly, and left without saying anything.This made me feel relieved and confused at the same time.What on earth is she here for?Looking back on what happened before, I realized that many of them were unreasonable - why did she happen to pass by there instead of following Miyamoto Saki?With her indifferent temperament, why did she take the initiative to save me who has always been wrong?Because of Miyamoto Saki?Then she can completely pretend that she didn't see it and didn't know about it. In addition, there was no one else, even if Miyamoto Saki asked her at that time, she wouldn't have any burden.

Watching Haruka Matsudo leave, Hikichiruo had no intention of leaving, he walked straight up to me, squatted down, took over the work that Haruka Matsudo hadn't finished, and skillfully applied the medicine to me.He looked up at me with a tangled expression on his face: "Is this how you take the medicine?"

I looked down.Well, I didn't notice it just now. Originally, because Matsudo Haruka was able to rummage through the box and find the exact medicine powder and potion after entering the door, I was solemnly asked to sit down and not move around.Looking at her skillful movements, I thought she did this kind of thing a lot, so practice makes perfect and I let her go, but I forgot that she was just a carefree young lady who didn't even know that the wound should be disinfected and cleaned before applying medicine. Common sense, but directly sprinkle the hemostatic powder.

——Well, I actually forgot Kong-sang myself.

So the current situation is that the boy Rijiruo had to clean up again by himself.

First, remove the powder that was previously sprinkled on.

Maybe he was so scruples that he would hurt me, his movements were very gentle. The boy was originally holding a tennis racket with his slender fingers pinching a cotton swab, carefully scraping off the red-stained powder, and blowing gently on the wound from time to time. Tone, as if this can relieve the pain.

Looking at his serious and focused profile, to be honest, I felt a little uncomfortable.It's the first time that I'm alone.This occasion, this atmosphere, feels really bad.There is a kind of helplessness that cannot be controlled.

I don't know if he saw my unnaturalness, but Rijiruo took the lead to ask: "Tell me, what's going on? And last time, don't think I'll believe that lame excuse."

I am silent.

He didn't hear my answer, so he probably guessed that I wouldn't answer, so he went on to say: "Look at you, you must be looking for trouble."

"You know?" I was a little surprised.

The other party gave me a look of "you are an idiot": "I have long eyes."

"Did you see that?" I almost jumped up.

"See what? I only see this." Ignoring my aggressive expression, he pointed to my unrecognizable thigh, with a half-smile.

Well, it would be great if it could be so easy and perfunctory, but unfortunately the traces of the wound are too suspicious, not like ordinary scratches at all, and Rijiruo is not a fool.

I hesitated, wondering which part to tell him.It's impossible for me to tell him all the facts, but judging by his current posture, it's clearly an expression of "you don't want to come out of this door today if you don't make it clear", which makes me want to refuse directly.After much deliberation, I decided to tell only part of the facts, and dealt with it with the shortest words.

Although there is a suspicion of using it, let’s forget it this time. It would be best if I can use Rijiruo’s help to figure out what happened last time. If it doesn’t work, I can only do it myself.

"Do you want to know?" He asked without looking up, threw away the cotton swab, unscrewed the hydrogen peroxide next to it, picked up a piece of absorbent cotton with medical tweezers and soaked it in.

"?" I don't understand, Matsudo Haruka said this to me just now.

"Do you really want to know?" He turned his head and looked at me fixedly, as if he wanted to confirm something from my eyes.

Meeting his calm eyes, I hesitated.

Yeah, do I really want to know?Should I know?

I forgot another fact - I am a commoner, and they are young masters of rich families.What can I do with this identity alone?If I pursue it, I must have the courage to bear the consequences; give up the truth, and silently endure the malicious difficulties from the ladies until I leave safely one day.

I am not Makino Shancai who is as stubborn and competitive as weeds. I can bravely face "evil forces" and resist tenaciously. In the final analysis, I am just cowardly.

No matter which one I choose, it will only be pressure and burden for me.

what should I do?

There may be a third option, but, at least not yet.

I stared blankly at the horrible wound on my leg, lost in thought.It wasn't until Riji Ruo couldn't see it and reminded me aloud that I belatedly remembered something, what should I do if Nima's work is swollen today!The clock on the wall tells me that there is still a little time before work, and I wonder if I can make it in time.

I stood up abruptly, and if I pulled the wound too hard, it would make me grin in pain.

"Hey, you don't have to be so excited even if you're angry." He quickly supported me so that I wouldn't stand still and roll to the ground, and the other hand was holding medical tweezers with cotton soaked in hydrogen peroxide.

I stood up right away, enduring the pain while explaining to him and preparing to rush out the door: "No, I'm in a hurry. Anyway, thank you, I'll go first!"

"Wait," he grabbed my arm, ignoring my anxious expression, and shook the things in his hands: "Anyway, let's bandage it first." Finally, under his strong request, I had to stay and wait for him to help get everything done .

By the time I got to the coffee shop, I was already half an hour late. Fortunately, the proprietress was very nice, and she let me change my clothes without saying anything.But after discovering the injury on my leg, they didn't let me go out and walk around, just let me stay at the counter as a mascot all afternoon.

After that day, the fake white lotus and the girl named Aoki never came to see me again, and life returned to its usual calm, as if the little incidents and speculations that happened before were just subjective conjectures after watching too much by my colleagues.Matsudo Haruka also didn't like to see me as before, she didn't mention that matter, and I didn't take the initiative to ask.Although Miyamoto Saki was surprised by my aggravated injuries, she didn't ask.It is estimated that he learned about the incident from somewhere.

I thought it would go on like this, but I didn't know that on that day, the scene of Riji Ruo giving me medicine would be seen by someone with a heart from outside the door.And not long after, my life seemed to be in dire straits, so much so that I thought I had traveled back to the school idol romance drama that I had always hated since I was a child.Of course, this is a story.

In this way, the days turned around, and soon came the second week, October [-]th, Tuesday, which happened to be the guidance day for the third grade of the tennis department.And Yushi Ninja who disappeared for a while suddenly reappeared and reminded me of something I was trying to forget.

"Yo~" The person a few steps away waved his hand at me and smiled.I also responded with the same action: "Yo~"

—Your sister!

When I was looking for you, I never saw anyone, and when I was too lazy to pay attention to you, I popped up again, young master, what kind of trouble are you making?