Black Basket - The World's No. 1 Idiot's Guide to Growing a Man

Kise rushed to the health room without delay.

The teacher in the health room was taken aback by Kise who suddenly opened the door. After a scream, he frowned unhappily: "Really! Don't you know how to knock?"

"Sorry! Teacher! I won't do it next time!" Kise hurriedly apologized: "Excuse me, where is Yui... Where is Yui Aoki?"

"In the next room, the bed with the curtain drawn on the innermost side is asleep. Keep your voice down, don't wake him up!" The teacher pointed to the rest room next to him: "Next time you commit a crime, you won't be admitted to the health care..."

Before the teacher finished speaking, Kise rushed into the next room like the wind, and closed the door behind him.

There was only one bed in the lounge with the curtain drawn, so it was Yuiya.

When he got to the bed, Kise carefully opened the curtain, and he saw Yuiya with scars all over his face and blood on his clothes.

Lie on the bed quietly breathing, but the expression on his face was like a nightmare, frowning all the time, never relaxing for a moment.

Kise looked at Weiye for a while, then reached out to pull Weiya's quilt away.

The school uniform has been taken off and put aside, the white shirt inside is also dirty, covered with sand and mud, it looks like it was rubbed on the ground, Kise tried to calm down his anger, and gently lifted Yuiya's shirt stand up.

The abdomen was dark and purple, and compared with the white and intact skin next to it, it looked even more terrifying. Huang Lai stared at it for a long time, stretched out his hand unconsciously, but retracted his finger a second before touching the wound.

It will definitely hurt to touch.

It will be very painful.

Because just looking at it, he felt that the same part of himself was in pain as if he had been hit hard.

There was ointment on the table next to it, Kise picked it up and read the instructions carefully, then hesitantly dipped it with his fingertips, and applied it very carefully and gently on Yuiya's abdomen.

Probably because of the tingling pain from being touched, the sleeping Yui also tightened his body, as if he was resisting, but he didn't make a sound from the beginning to the end, not even a gasp - only his brows frowned even tighter.

"Be patient, Yuiya, I know it hurts! But it will be fine in a while, and it will be finished soon, just bear with it, huh?" Kise comforted in a soft voice, regardless of whether Yui could hear it or not.

But Yuiya seemed to be able to hear Kise's consolation, after a while, he relaxed his body, as if he accepted that someone was touching him.

Kise finished painting Wei Ya's abdomen, and wanted to turn Wei Ye over to see if there was any injury on his back, but turning over would definitely wake Wei Ye up.

Kise hesitated and didn't know what to do.

What if Weiya wakes up, and Weiya sees that he is unhappy?

Wei also said that she didn't want to talk to him, so she probably didn't want to see him... Now that he appeared in front of Wei Ye shamelessly, maybe it just made Wei Ye hate him even more.

Kise was hit by his own thoughts, and looked at Yuiya's sleeping face with aggrieved eyes.

But soon the grievance was gone, he stared at Yuiya's sleeping face, not wanting to miss any details.

He rarely saw Wei Ye sleeping.

After kindergarten, only once.

Before the national final exam, Wei also tutored him for a month, and overnight he drew the key points in the textbooks of all subjects, wrote explanations and answering methods... After that, during the lunch break, he lay on his stomach without eating. Asleep on the desktop.

The expression at that time was also the same as now, frowning, as if he was having a nightmare, but he didn't make any sound, even his breathing was so quiet that it didn't exist.

But that time, Yuiya didn't have the eye-catching bruises on her face. Although she was frowning, even the frowning was cute.

Looking at those bruises, Kise became more and more frustrated.

If... If he had followed Yuiya with a faceless face, maybe this kind of thing would not have happened.

If he was always by Yuiya's side, he would never let Yuiya get hurt.

It's too stupid to shrink back just because of Yuiya's few words.

So now that Wei is also injured, he can't do anything other than watch.

The more Kise thought about it, the more he felt that his thinking was very correct, and he couldn't help but start to blame himself.

"...It's because I was immersed in the blow on my own, but I didn't think about how to make Yui not hate me..." He lay beside Yui, staring at Yui's sleeping face without relaxing for a moment.

After a while, he couldn't help reaching out and stroking the corner of Weiye's bruised eyes: "...just a little bit."

Just a little bit less and it will hurt the eyes.

The eyes are too fragile, and in case of injury, whether they can recover is a problem.

Thinking that Yui might go blind, Kise felt a little scared, and quickly picked up the ointment and wiped the bruises on the corners of his eyes and mouth again.

When wiping the wound on the corner of his mouth, he inevitably touched Yuiya's lips. At first, Kise felt embarrassed, but after rubbing it carefully with curiosity, he came to the conclusion that it was so soft.

Soft, I don't know which one is softer than Yuiya's palm.

Guilty as a thief, Kise glanced at Weiya secretly, then took Weiya's left hand out of the quilt and held it in his hand.

...Sure enough, Yuiya's hand is so soft and comfortable, holding it...indescribably secure.

Kise didn't realize that the anxiety he had started a few days ago disappeared when he touched Yuiya's palm.

Kise rubbed her cheek against Yuiya's palm, feeling nostalgic and melancholy.

Obviously when they were young, they would often hold hands and go home together, but since some time, they have never held hands again, nor have they walked on the road together with their arms around their shoulders.

Of course it is lonely.

Whenever Yuiya dodged his hand, or tactfully said words of refusal, Kise would inevitably feel disappointed.

I want to be with Yui.

I want to hold hands, I want to hold my shoulders, I want to spend the night in the same bed together like when I was a child.

But whenever Kise made such a request confidently, Yui would refuse with the same reason.

'It's not a child. '

——If children can stick together all the time, why not just be children.

Thinking of this, Kise lowered his head to look at Yuiya's hand, only to find that the electronic watch that had been on Yuiya's wrist was gone.

But Kise didn't think much about it, he was attracted by the scratch on Yuiya's wrist.

Even though it was wrapped in a bandage, some blood still oozes out, Kise felt distressed, and quickly put Weiya's hand back under the bed, and because of his haste, he almost touched Weiya's hand on the edge of the bed.

Even the comatose Yuiya should wake up after being harassed like this