Chapter 563 – Side Story IF. Taste of Blood
“Are you not eating?”
“… Huh? Ah… I…”
“Can I take some fries?”
“Oh, yes. Do that…”
At Miyuki’s dejected words, Matsuda burst out laughing and took a piece of fried shrimp on top of her gyudon.
“Yeah, but if you eat something crunchy…”
Miyuki, who suddenly remembered something, tried to stop Matsuda, but more than half of her fried food had already gone into his mouth.
“It’s delicious.”
He was muttering his mouth as if nothing had happened, but the difference was evident in his expression.
It hurts every time I eat.
It seemed that the inside of his mouth, which had been broken by Samoyama and his companions yesterday, had not healed.
At least show it, keep your mouth shut for fear of worrying about yourself…
If you look closely, Matsuda has an honest side.
That’s exactly what I see when it comes to things related to myself, my seniors, or Asahina.
“If it hurts, you can say it hurts, but why do you pretend like you’re not sick…”
“Who is sick?”
“Matsuda-kun.”
“What should I not say?”
“I’m not saying anything.”
Did you feel the regret in Miyuki’s voice?
Matsuda scratched one of her cheeks and said.
“It doesn’t concern you, so don’t worry.”
They said the incident could get bigger, but it’s not related…
I think it would have been easier if he had just pointed out that it was your fault, but Matsuda wasn’t the type to do that at all.
‘I’m going crazy…’
Just like that, Miyuki finished her meal with Matsuda and left together, not knowing whether the rice would go into her mouth or nose.
Matsuda, who usually walks with her head held high and a bit arrogant, today had her hat pulled down, and her eyes focused on the floor.
Because she doesn’t want to show her face to others?
No, rather than that, she did it because Miyuki was next to the injured Matsuda, and she was afraid that others would misunderstand that she was hanging out with her bad boy.
Of course, it might be because it was a bit physically difficult, but at least that was how Miyuki saw it.
“Are you saying you won’t meet her today because you don’t want to show her face?”
“It’s not.”
“That’s right.”
“If I hadn’t planned on meeting, I would have asked not to meet the day after tomorrow. “It’s not like the wound heals quickly.”
“Is that so…?”
“I just really want to rest, so don’t worry about it too much.”
“I’m worried, what should I do?”
“Then, at least apply some medicine at home.”
“Didn’t you say you wanted to rest? Can I go home? Then should I just apply some medicine and leave?”
“Why are you so excited?”
“When did I…!”
“I get it. “Don’t make a loud noise.”
It’s not that I’m excited, it’s that I’m worried and want to be together…
At times like this, it seems like Matsuda doesn’t know her own feelings.
No. I know, but maybe he’s just joking.
Miyuki, who went to Matsuda’s house together, immediately opened the kitchen shelf.
It was because the prescription medicine was there.
Matsuda asked after seeing her like that.
“How did you know there was medicine in there?”
“I saw it the other day.”
“Really?”
It doesn’t seem like a big deal.
We get along well because it comes naturally. It will continue to be like this.
“Can I come first after brushing my teeth?”
“Why are you shepherding? Do you want to put medicine in your mouth too? There is nothing in the medicine cabinet to put on your mouth…”
“No. I just want to do it. “I feel uncomfortable.”
“Wouldn’t it hurt?”
“But I still have to do it. “Isn’t it true that you can’t brush your teeth at all just because it doesn’t hurt?”
“Even so…”
“Just sit down and watch TV.”
“Can’t I do it too?”
“Okay then. “I’ll give you a new toothbrush.”
“No. “I brought mine.”
“Why on earth?”
“I thought maybe I could study today…”
“This is absurd.”
Matsuda looked at Miyuki with her amazed eyes, shrugged her shoulders and entered the bathroom.
Isn’t it possible for us to meet by chance and study together?
Miyuki accepted this unrealistic thought as if it were natural and went to the small bathroom to finish brushing her teeth.
When she came out, she ran into Matsuda.
Come to think of it, she and him brushed their teeth for the same amount of time.
I think this too is fate.
Miyuki, who was happily spinning around with all sorts of things attached, first put her butt on the mattress, tapped the opposite side, and brought the medicine bottle in front of her.
“Sit now.”
“Is this your house?”
“It’s the nurse’s office.”
“Okay? A bit…”
Matsuda’s mouth suddenly closed.
It seems like he was about to say something but canceled it in a hurry, but what he was going to say was predictable.
He was clearly trying to say, ‘Isn’t that a bit sexy?’
Matsuda was somewhat interested in concept play.
“A little something?”
“No.”
It was clear from the way she blurted out her words.
Anyway, let me reveal. Still, I feel somewhat disappointed. If she had said something, she would have accepted it without being embarrassed.
Matsuda obediently sat across from her and spoke.
“Don’t apply it, so it hurts.”
“Yes.”
When viewed from the front, the condition looked worse.
It was heartbreaking to see her blood scab, but especially when I saw one of her swollen eyes, my heart ached.
I feel twice as sorry because I feel like I was beaten like this for no reason.
“What happened to Samoyama?”
Miyuki asked a question as she put iodine solution on a clean gauze, took out a cotton swab and applied disinfectant.
Matsuda’s gaze glanced at Miyuki.
Miyuki, who used to be polite when talking about her senior, seemed surprised because she didn’t do that to Samoyama.
But what should I do? It is an undeniable fact that Samoyama is disgusting.
People cannot be rewritten. Of course Matsuda can be rewritten, but Samoyama will still act like trash wherever he goes.
I just wish I could rot in prison for the rest of my life.
“It’s not because of her that this happened.”
“Don’t lie.”
“Okay.”
“What happened?”
“I broke my arm.”
“Huh…?”
Miyuki, surprised by Matsuda’s sudden and unexpected words, widened her eyes.
Then Matsuda waved her hand as if it was nothing and explained.
“Ji was hitting me and I fell down the stairs.”
“Stairs…?”
“I got hit there.”
“Well, wasn’t it very dangerous then?”
“Uh. So, my arm was broken.”
“No…! “I’m asking if Matsuda-kun, not Samoyama, was in danger…!”
“I’m fine because everything works out well.”
“What kind of bottomless and optimistic words is that?”
“I’m saying this because I’m confident.”
Are you saying that you are confident in using your body… For example, in fighting?
You sound like an immature child.
Looking at Matsuda, who was grinning, Miyuki shook her head and moved her hips to get closer to him.
Then he carefully applied the gauze to the wound on his face.
Swoosh, swoosh.
Even though the disinfectant would sting, Matsuda’s face didn’t change at all.
Miyuki was rolling his eyes and following his own moving hands, and he felt like a child.
“It was resolved well.”
Miyuki, who was touching the wound near her eyebrow, asked when Matsuda suddenly opened his mouth.
“Is it true that it was resolved well?”
“Why don’t you believe me?”
“You have to be trustworthy to be trustworthy.”
“You’ll find out when school starts.”
Listening to his confident voice, it seems like the job was definitely done well.
If that’s the case, I’m glad, but the feeling of regret doesn’t go away easily.
Let’s not go out of our way to do something for no reason.
This is a lesson I learned upon returning, and I feel it every day recently.
“Now I’ll apply ointment.”
Miyuki’s words after thoroughly disinfecting.
Matsuda responded by nodding her head.
As I was applying ointment to Matsuda’s wound with a cotton swab, the corners of his mouth quirked up.
He looked like he wanted to play something prank.
“Hey.”
It seems like he’s trying to lighten the mood because his complexion is really bad, but I’ll have to accept it somehow as long as he doesn’t say anything too radical.
Miyuki, who had such thoughts, was about to answer while looking straight into Matsuda’s eyes.
“Why the fire… Ah…?”
Matsuda’s thick hand grabbed the back of Miyuki’s neck, and before she could say anything, he gave her strength and pulled her forward.
At the same time, our lips touch each other precisely.
Miyuki’s eyes widened, very embarrassed by the sudden kiss.
Her head wasn’t even functioning properly right now.
Since this kind of skinship happened at such an unexpected timing, I had no choice but to do it.
And while Miyuki was in great confusion, Matsuda’s tongue was creeping into her mouth.
I flinch.
Miyuki’s hand suddenly grabbed hold of Matsuda’s arm, which was around her waist.
It was a reaction that came out without me even thinking about it, as my body was losing strength and I needed something to rely on.
Miyuki, who was frozen as if she were a stone, began to kiss Matsuda more boldly, and her whole body completely relaxed.
As a result, Matsuda’s hand on her arm slipped down, and he slowly pulled away from her lips and looked at her, making her smile.
And then she said.
“Look! “No matter what happens, it works out.”
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