Kasamatsu's black silk

Wait a minute, please wait a moment.

Give me a little time, just a little, and let my head, dulled by the high fever, sort out the situation in front of me.

I stood at the door and took a deep breath, the scorching heat outside followed my respiratory tract and burned all the way into my body.

Because of the rain yesterday, I was vulnerable and developed a high fever early this morning, and then a friend who received my call for help came to my house to stay with me for a while, and borrowed my mobile phone to apply for a certain activity of Kise Ryota on the way, and told me I have something to do so I left first.So I closed my eyes and started to fall asleep until I was woken up by the doorbell just now. Wrapped in a quilt, I moved to the entrance and opened the door while my high fever was still alive.

But the strange thing is that the person standing behind the door is not the friend I expected, nor is it my parents who are at work.

It was Yukio Kasamatsu who was forced to kiss me on the floor of his house yesterday.

……

how so! ! ? ?

Immediately, I couldn't maintain the expression on my face, and I almost couldn't close my open mouth.

Just, just now... Oh, maybe it should be morning?In the morning, I was still thinking that I might have no face to see Kasamatsu-san in the future. After all, I did that kind of thing to him, and I was still worried, "Does he hate me already?" This is completely unlike me. Things to think about.

Now people are right in front of my eyes, at the door of my house, outside the door of my house, in front of me!

"Kasa, Kasamatsu-san? Why..."

Why are you here! ?

"Huh? Why? You ask me why?"

Kasamatsu-san, who was carrying the thermos, was panting. He looked more at a loss than me who didn't know why, and I don't know if it was my illusion, but I always felt that he seemed very angry.

"I still want to ask you, why didn't you tell me earlier when you were sick!?"

...really angry.

I have known Yukio Kasamatsu for almost three years, and this is the first time I have heard him speak to me in this tone.

I was so shocked that I couldn't react at once. The tinnitus probably caused by the fever seemed to be replaying Kasamatsu-san's yelling at me.The chaotic brain couldn't grasp the meaning of the original sentence, and the moment he understood it, the feeling of grievance overflowed like a spring.

"Yes, I'm sorry...I..."

Normally, I wouldn't cry because of such a trivial matter.

Is it strange because you have a high fever?Or was it relieved to see that Kasamatsu-san who appeared in front of me was not a figment of my sleepiness?

I don't know, although I don't know, but the tears can't be stopped at all.

"Well, I'm sorry, I, I didn't want to, deliberately concealing something..."

"Eh? Eh?! Don't, don't cry... That... I didn't blame you... That... I'm sorry, I was wrong, please don't cry, please! It's because I'm too fierce, it's because I have a bad attitude... ...!"

I could hear Kasamatsu's panicked voice, and in my blurred vision, I saw him put the thermos in his hand by his feet, and immediately reached out to help me wipe my tears.

"Kasamatsu-san, you are so gentle."

"What are you talking about at a time like this...Really, don't cry."

A little overwhelmed, a little tender.

Yukio Kasamatsu is my favorite person wiping away my tears with the back of his hand. I feel more and more that this picture is too dreamy to be realistic... Maybe it is a dream?In reality, I was still lying on the bed with a fever, but in the dream, I was standing face to face with Kasamatsu-san.

Maybe that's fine too.

I thought everything was a dream without authorization, and I did something I would never dare to do on weekdays.

I grabbed Kasamatsu-san's palm and pressed it against my cheek.

"Kasamatsu-san's hands are cool... so comfortable."

"Stupid, stupid! It's because you burned so badly!" The palm left my hands and stuck to my forehead again.

Obviously the tears have stopped, but my eyes are still blurred.

I can't see anything clearly.

"It's so hot...don't stand at the door, go in and lie down and rest!"

It seemed that someone picked me up, and after a while, I felt the familiar soft touch of the mattress under my body, and the sound of footsteps going away from me and then turning back.I suppressed the dizziness and the pain in my head and opened my eyes. I vaguely saw Kasamatsu-san's worried expression.

"Have you taken medicine?"

"Eat in the morning..."

"Isn't it already afternoon? Seriously, where is the medicine... Ah, is it the one next to the bed? Take some medicine before going to bed... No, have you had lunch yet?"

"No... because, I have been sleeping..."

"It's a good thing I brought porridge here, you get up and drink some porridge first, then take the medicine before going to sleep."

"Okay..." I replied weakly, trying to support my upper body to get up, but I couldn't use any strength, "Kasong-san... that... I can't seem to get up..."

The cool big palm was pressed against my forehead again.

"The fever is so bad. Tachibana, why didn't you tell me you were sick earlier?"

Don't ask the question you heard once at the door.

"Because I dare not say."

I also answered truthfully.

After what happened like that, I really don't know how to talk to Kasamatsu-san again.Because I like him, I care about his every move and all his thoughts, I can't control my actions, and I regret it after being impulsive... Maybe I can't say it's regret, but I'm starting to feel scared.

"I'm afraid, Kasamatsu-san, you already hate me."

It's really annoying, why am I crying again.

With weak hands pulling the quilt to cover his face, the liquid heated by body temperature immediately flowed out of his eyes.

"If I hate you, I won't rush over just because I received your text message." The quilt was pulled away from my face, and when he saw my crying face, Kasamatsu-san frowned and sighed Tone, come over and support my back to help me sit up. "Patients don't think about so many messy things, just drink porridge and take medicine and go to sleep, okay?"

I nodded, and he opened the thermos that he brought just now. The steam from the mouth of the bottle seemed to be blatantly announcing the fact that he had just boiled it. Kasamatsu-san went to the kitchen to get a bowl and a spoon after I reminded him. , poured a bowl of porridge and sat down beside my bed with it.

Almost every spoonful of Kasamatsu would be blown until the temperature was right before it was delivered to my mouth. I was fed mouthful after mouthful of the hot porridge, and Kasamatsu went to pour me a cup of hot water and asked me to take the antipyretic medicine. drink it.

"It always feels so weird." I said with a smile.

"What's weird?"

"The matter of being taken care of by Kasamatsu-san in my own home... I'm really dreaming, right?"

"...I told you to stop thinking about it." He took my empty glass, pressed my shoulders and told me to lie back, and put an ice patch on my forehead for reducing fever, "The medicine is also Eat well, go to sleep obediently."

"Is Kasamatsu-san going back?"

"I'll wait until you fall asleep..."

"Don't go, okay?"

At that time, my brain must have been burnt out by the high fever. When I heard Kasamatsu-san saying that I was going to leave, my bulky body reacted involuntarily. I stretched out my hand under the quilt and grabbed Kasamatsu-san who was still sitting by the bed. wrist.

Then, repeat again.

"Stay with me...don't go, okay?"

If I wake up from the dream, I will face the empty room again.

So... even for a while, even in a dream, I want him to stay with me for a while.

Because it's a dream, Kasamatsu-san will definitely not reject me——Thinking about it, I heard him hold my hand tightly.

"I'm not leaving, so sleep peacefully."

It's like a spell that can make people fall asleep.

Enveloped by Yukio Kasamatsu's voice, my consciousness fell asleep.

Kasamatsu-san's hands are really big.

In my sleep, I can also feel the power that is holding my left hand tightly. It is a very gentle and strong palm.

Thanks to him, the swelling pain in my head also dissipated a lot, and I had a good sleep. When I woke up again, my body became a lot lighter, and my head was not as uncomfortable as before. It feels like the fever has gone down.

Judging by the darkness in the room, it was probably past dusk. I tore off the warm ice patch on my forehead with one hand, and slowly got up from the bed.Although the fever has subsided, but the consciousness is still not very clear, I tried my best to turn the slow brain gears to recall some important things that I seemed to have forgotten, but before I could remember, the familiar voice came to me first. It rang in my ears.

"Tangerine? Are you awake? How are you feeling?"

"Hmm...feeling much better...probably the fever has subsided..."

"Really? Where is your thermometer? Let me take your temperature."

"It's over there in the drawer..."

I casually raised my hand and pointed forward. At the same time, my thinking ability was finally activated by a strong sense of violation, and my body became stiff.

...Wait, who's talking to me?

Asking this kind of question to myself is just a short-term spiritual escape. I understand this, and my eyes still turn uncontrollably to the side of the bed. The person I see is indeed the person I am familiar with.

"Kasamatsu-san!? Eh? Why...why are you..."

He looked back at me, slumped his shoulders, and sighed.

"It's annoying to have to answer the same question twice to the same person twice in half a day... Didn't you send me a text message saying you had a fever and asked me to accompany you?"

Huh?I text?Ask Kasamatsu-san to accompany me?

Wait, what's going on here?I don't have this memory at all!

"What, this expression." Kasamatsu-san complained dissatisfied in the dim room, then he turned his back to me, "Which drawer is the thermometer in?"

"Right, the first one on the right..."

"Oh, this one?"

"Ah."

After I answered in the affirmative, Kasamatsu-san opened the drawer.

Because my friend took it out and used it when he came to take care of me in the morning, so it should be placed in a quite conspicuous place. Kasamatsu-san quickly got the things, closed the drawer, turned around and walked back.

I instinctively reached out to pick it up, but he avoided it.

"I'll measure it for you."

As Kasamatsu-san said, she sat down on the edge of the bed, turned her upper body around, and supported my chin with one hand to make me open my mouth, which was still in a daze, and then let me close my mouth after inserting the thermometer into my mouth.

What's going on... this... this... this... what's going on! ?

If this is the necessary process to measure body temperature, Kasamatsu-san, who should have moved away after putting the thermometer in his mouth, did not move at all, which is incredible.

I always feel that the temperature that has just dropped is about to rise again.

I said, Kasamatsu-san, aren't you a woman phobic!Don't you blush and stammer when you talk to me!Staring into my eyes at such a close distance always feels so scary... Hurry up and be scared!It's okay to be shy!Anyway, let's get some distance away!

I couldn't make a sound from my mouth that couldn't open with the thermometer in my mouth. I could only cry out silently in my heart.

No, maybe it could be called a growl.

After a long time, the electronic thermometer issued a beep. Kasamatsu-san took the thermometer out of my mouth and moved a little away to confirm the number on it. I breathed a sigh of relief as if I had breathed fresh air again.

"36 degrees 6...very good, the fever is completely gone."

"Great, great."

"Don't take it too lightly. It's easy to relapse if you don't rest well when the fever first subsides."

"Yeah! I see! I'll take a good rest!"

"..." Kasamatsu-san gave me a strange look, "You really don't remember?"

...I don't remember what it was?

Seeing that I didn't answer, Kasamatsu-san seemed a little...well, I can't describe what kind of feeling it was, she seemed unhappy, but it wasn't just like that...

"Kasamatsu-san is... a little weird today?"

"It's you who's weird."

"So rude!" I retorted immediately, "I'm so weird!"

"...Who was the rude one?" Kasamatsu-san looked at me for a while, then turned his head unnaturally, "I don't know who suddenly pushed me down yesterday and kissed me."

"That, that was an accident! I didn't want to overthrow Kasamatsu-san, so I overthrew you..."

I blushed and shook my hands desperately.

Damn, so embarrassing.

I didn't expect Kasamatsu-san to suddenly bring up yesterday's incident at this time... Ah, did the "really don't remember?" just now refer to this?

I will probably never forget the forced kiss incident in my life... In other words, it is impossible to forget!

Such a shameful experience.

"But...Kasamatsu-san thinks it's annoying..."

Once I think about it, I feel lost again.

"sorry."

"Don't apologize. What is your apology now? Do you regret it?"

"No...regrets, but not regrets." I bent my legs and buried my face in my knees, "I was prepared to be unrequitedly in love with Kasamatsu for the rest of my life, and what happened yesterday might become a memorable memory in the future. .”

If it weren't for the impulsive impulse caused by such an accident, it would probably be impossible to kiss Kasamatsu-san for the rest of his life.

So I don't regret it.

"Although I'm a little sorry for Kasamatsu-san...haha..."

I dare not look at Kasamatsu-san's face anymore.

With a muffled voice, he let out a dry laugh, and said those words in a pretendingly relaxed tone, what did Kasamatsu-san think, and what did he think of me?I don't want to think about such things at all.

Well, just don't think about it for the rest of your life, and I can relax a bit.

"Are you stupid?"

"...Kasamatsu-san, it's too much to say that about a girl..."

"Hey, Orange."

"What?"

"...watch me talk."

"No."

My expression must be ugly right now, so I don't want to be seen by Kasamatsu-san.

I don't want him to see me crying.

"...Natsu."

The sound of the heartbeat was amplified infinitely.

He didn't expect to be called by his name suddenly.

I forgot that I was still crying, raised my head, and the face of Kasamatsu next to me was redder than I imagined, but even so, he didn't escape my gaze.

"Although I've said it before, I'll say it again... If I hate you, I won't rush straight after receiving your text message. And what I didn't have a chance to say yesterday—"

He bowed his head and leaned over, and stopped at a distance close enough to smell each other's breath.

"...Kasamatsu-san...too close...the cold is contagious..."

"You can do whatever you want with this kind of thing...you've already said it, don't talk at a time like this..."

"Yes, sorry..."

"Don't apologize either."

really close.

Can Kasamatsu-san hear my restless heartbeat?

"--I like you."