12 years after graduation, I want to get married

Dmitry stood reservedly in front of me on the right and refused to take a seat. He looked at me and Sergey as if he was looking at a prisoner.

well.I sighed. I had already discovered that the boy was eavesdropping outside the door, but since he couldn't hear anything, I didn't want to drag Dmitry out.

Dmitri's unmarriageism is too... Last time he should have been beaten up to let him know that meddling is wrong.

"Have you decided to marry?"

I thought it was my private matter, so I didn't answer him.

"No." Sergey said he was asking me to join his team.

Dmitry groaned, touched his red ears, and apologized to us falteringly.

"This, this is—" He looked at Sergey sharply, and accused him: "Then why did you report to the director that you are satisfied with him? He plans to graduate this year—"

You peeked at the invitation, you bastard!

Sergey, who was sitting, was completely unafraid of Dmitry's glaring gaze. He bypassed him who was blocking me and looked at me. In desperation, I made a "please tell him" gesture.

"because of him……"

Sergey went over the whole thing, from Baijin's death, my state of mind, to his expectations of me joining the team.

I agree with what Sergey told Dmitry about our conversation, just to keep the little bastard from interfering with my graduation, but Sergey is going into too much detail.He... Isn't his personality a little natural outside the operating room?

They struck a deal while I was in a trance and distracted.

Dmitry and Sergei even supported me on a united front.

"Please go. ... Ahem, I mean you should go. What if the captain is waiting for your rescue? Like the movie "Pass"."

What I didn't expect was that he rushed up to give me a vigorous hug.

At 32, I hate young people because their lives are made of courage and fearlessness, and getting too close turns me back into an impulsive chump.

I accepted Dmitry's hug with a normal face, and declined under the double gaze of him and Sergey after he stood up straight:

"……it is good."

I don't know why I said "yes" instead of "no" with trembling lips.

Maybe it's because I have a mouthful of unrotten apple stuck in my throat.

I still like him.