The bosses cry and put down the butcher knife

It has to be said that things like glasses... have a subtle effect on the change of temperament.

Especially when the person is good looking.

"Well, so you are a little short-sighted? I couldn't see it before."

Eyes met, Oda Miyuki stood at the door holding a bowl and said.Obviously glasses are a tool that can restrain temperament, but the girl looked at each other, and inexplicably felt a little...a strange feeling close to resistance or anxiety.

The other party blinked.

Then he reached out and took off his glasses again.

Perhaps because of the treatment of the wound, he regained a little bit of strength, and the young man's spirit has improved a lot with the naked eye.Just looking at his current appearance, except that his face is still very pale, he can hardly find the dead air that enveloped his body before.

"Actually, my eyes were injured a little before." After a few seconds of silence, he said in an explanatory manner, while shaking the stand with thin legs, "I was bandaged for a while, and then my eyesight was affected—so the matching I got a pair of glasses. But I basically don’t need them now.”

Bandages?

Oda Miyuki looked at the other party, remembering that after Kemi and the others cleaned up the problems in the flower garden outside, they even picked up half of the bandage and came back.

But there was already a layer of soil on it, so she made it her own and asked Kemi to throw it into the trash can.

According to what the other party said, the eyes should be fine?

Facing the non-aggressive face again, Oda Miyuki heaved a sigh of relief.She walked to the bed and put down the bowl, went out and poured a glass of water in.

When I came back, I saw that the other party was carefully touching the edge of the bowl, and then there was a "so hot" expression on his face.

"Sorry, I specially served the hot porridge that just came out of the pot." Oda Miyuki did not hide his purpose, pointing to the spoon in the bowl, "This way you can eat slowly and help digestion."

youth:"……"

The young man looked at the porridge, then at her, and reached out after a few seconds to stir the contents of the porridge with a spoon.When he tossed and turned and saw only green vegetables (and a little broken frangipane), he instantly showed a very lively and unlovely expression.

This is the first time since the other party opened his eyes, he has shown some bright little emotions.Oda Miyuki looked at him, and suddenly remembered the little boy that Oda Sakunosuke picked up just three months ago.

The little guy has just turned four years old and is a complete carnivore. He eats a big bowl of pure meat mixed with soup for every meal.As the head of the family, Oda Sakunosuke certainly couldn't let it develop, so he reached an agreement within the family——

Every time the other party eats, when he sees all kinds of vegetables being "enthusiastically" picked up by his brothers and sisters in the bowl, the expression on his face is exactly the same.

So Oda Miyuki coughed dryly, and subconsciously used the tone of coaxing the younger brother to eat: "However, please don't let it cool down, you seem to be unwilling to eat well."

youth:"……"

The young man gave her a strange look: "Okay."

Oda Miyuki hummed with a smile.

After explaining clearly here, she went out and walked towards the restaurant.The air is filled with the aroma of vegetables and porridge, and the strongest smell - teriyaki chicken.

After all, there are only three children and one patient. Although Kemi is about to enter puberty, his appetite is limited.The portions of several dishes are not large, enough for them to finish eating without wasting.

After dinner, it was Sakule's turn to wash the dishes, and Kemi was rushed to his room to continue doing his homework.Oda Miyuki went to the guest room to pack up, and was satisfied to see that the other party had completely eaten.

She didn't fill much at first, considering the young man's skinny appearance, and the wound has not fully recovered, stuffing too much would easily accumulate food.

The girl put away the empty bowl on the table, fumbled a few times from the drawer, and handed out two antibiotics.

The other party glanced at it twice, took it and ate it.

Although he took the medicine, around ten o'clock in the evening, this young man, whose name was still unknown, developed a high fever.

At that time, Oda Miyuki had just watched the other two children fall asleep, and before returning to his own room, he habitually went to the guest room to check.Then I found that the young man's face was flushed, the temperature was neither high nor low, 38 degrees - but it was quite hot to the touch.

So Oda Miyuki held back his stomach full of complaints, poured two more antipyretics for the other party, took a piece of antipyretic patch and put it on his forehead.The young man didn't look weak, except for his hot skin and watery eyes, his voice was only slightly hoarse.

Even the originally pale complexion has been improved a lot by the temperature.

"Are you often sick, so you're used to it?"

In this regard, Oda Miyuki had only this idea.

The young man thought about it for a while, then shook his head: "It's okay? Sometimes I don't feel it."

"..."

What is this answer?The girl stared at him for a long time, confirming that the other party did not intend to lie.

And it's not necessary.

"That's it." She scratched her head at last, looked into the young man's iris-colored eyes, and reached out to ask for a phone number, "This is my number, if you still feel unwell in the middle of the night, call me and call me over. "

After finishing speaking, I couldn't hold back, and said in a long-winded sentence: "Don't be like just now, when you obviously have a fever and don't say anything - are you confused? Or do you want to burn to death here overnight?"

The young man listened to her complaints with a smile, not intending to refute at all.

So Oda Miyuki felt powerless.

I don't know how to interpret her expression, and the other party's mood obviously became a little bit better: "I remember. However, in the middle of the night, I was called by a man to a room with only two people. Miss, you...haven't worried Anything else?"

There was nothing else in his expression, as if it was just a simple question.However, this problem, from the arrangement of the text to the interpretation of the content, has nothing to do with simplicity.

In terms of the age difference between the two, Oda Miyuki can report the other party for X harassment of minors as long as he wants.

The girl stared at him in silence for a while, but in the end she didn't show any angry or shy expressions.Just when the man was about to be disturbed by her look, she heard the girl sigh softly:

"Actually, I wanted to bring this up again tomorrow. It's what I said when you just woke up..."

Although he had already typed the draft in his mind, Oda Miyuki still felt a little embarrassed when the topic was brought up to this point.

Therefore, she avoided the other party's sight and tried to make her voice sound more natural.But I don't know if there was an illusion. When the peripheral vision still fell on the young man, she felt him... and seemed to be looking forward to it.

What to expect?

But Oda Miyuki didn't continue to think deeply. With her limited attention and the embarrassment of facing strangers, she could only try to express what she wanted to say clearly:

"At that time, did you... regard me as someone else?"

"…………"