Miss Heir wasn't very kind to me.

Chapter 75 6. "And then, continue with the daily life at the cafe - continued"

"Are you ok?"

Patting his pants, Masumi stood up from the grass bank and asked Kurokawa Mio.

"..."

Biting her lower lip, she was silent for a moment, and between "lying to Masumi and showing off" and "telling the truth to Masumi", she chose the third answer.

"not too good."

"I can't even stand up, Masumi, please carry me back to the coffee shop!"

——That is "acting cute to Masumi".

A few strands of honey-gold hair stuck to her cheeks. Kurokawa Mio blinked and raised her head delicately. Her beautiful eyes, as bright as stars, stared straight at Masumi, exuding a fragility that made people want to protect her.

"Are you out of energy?"

"Ah."

"And my feet hurt."

"Twisted?"

Kurokawa Mio didn't say anything and stretched her legs on the grass. Masumi sighed helplessly, half-knelt down at the end of the straight and slender charming curve, and held the girl's white and tender arch of the foot with both hands.

Because it had just been washed with clean water, the surface of the skin was covered with a layer of mist and was cold, but it felt soft and smooth to the touch, as if holding a piece of jade fished out of a spring.

"It's not swollen." He pinched the metatarsal bone. "Does it hurt?"

"……pain."

Kurokawa Mio half-closed her eyes and reluctantly replied. Her delicate fingers subconsciously tugged at the grass beside her, and a sound as soft as the rustling of a young swallow's feathers flowed from her lips.

It's not pain.

In fact, it was the pleasant rippling feeling that made Kurokawa Mio narrow her eyes slightly.

Her slender feet fell into Masumi's broad palm, and were then gently held. The warmth from the palm was transmitted, and even the bones in her calves softened.

(Masumi cares about me!)

(I feel... so happy!)
(Such a warm, big hand.)
(If it's Masumi, it's okay to go a little higher.)
From the arch of the foot to the slender ankle, straight calf, plump thigh, and all the way up...

"Mmm... Masumi... Don't touch there..."

Kurokawa Mio's body trembled slightly, and a charming blush burned in the corners of her eyebrows and eyes.

"..." Masumi's expression was strange: "I haven't moved my hands yet."

"Is it because I'm wearing the wrong shoes?"

He saw Kurokawa's shoes and socks casually thrown on the ground, frowned, and felt that he had discovered the problem. "Why are you running in flat shoes?"

Masumi said this and glanced at Kamiyo again. She was wearing white sneakers, and her socks of the same color could be seen through the gaps in her shoes.

"But I don't have running shoes."

There was only a pair of flat shoes in the suitcase that Kurokawa Mio carried yesterday, and the rest of the luggage had to wait for the moving company to deliver it.

"Does it really hurt that much?" Masumi was suspicious. This foot didn't look like it was injured.

He released his grip and said, "That foot."

"Hey, Masumi is looking really closely."

Kurokawa Mio obediently stretched out her other foot, her eyes showing enjoyment, as if to show off the beautiful curves of her feet, her delicate and white toes slightly curled up.

"Don't move, I can't see clearly."

"it is good."

Kurokawa Mio then stopped moving obediently.

She was just as fair and slender, with beautiful curves, skinny but not bony, slender but not weak, and had scarlet nail polish on her nails.

"There's nothing unusual about this one." Masumi looked puzzled: "Could it be... internal injuries?"

It was a headache and he just couldn't figure it out. He only knew how to make coffee and play the guitar, and knew nothing about orthopedics.

"Does it still hurt?"

"Ah."

Kurokawa Mio lies without blinking.

Next to her, Linyin's soft lips moved, but in the end she didn't say anything.

"Does it only hurt your feet?"

“…and ‘there’ hurts too.”

“Where is ‘there’?”

Masumi frowned.

"It's the hip joint, right?" Linyin finally couldn't help but interrupt.

At the same time, he stretched out his delicate fingers and pressed on the tender base of Kurokawa Mio's legs.

"Hiss..." The latter groaned in pain.

"Will it hurt here too?"

Rinyin pressed on Kurokawa Mio's leg joints with an expressionless face.

"Don't, don't touch there."

This time it was real pain, causing Kurokawa Mio to bite her lower lip and suppress a slight moan.

The roots of the grass that the fingers were holding tightly to were pinched off.

Unlike her deliberate coquettishness, she didn't want Masumi to see her in such a miserable state.

"Oh my, it looks like it really hurts."

Rinyin let go of her hand and looked at Kurokawa Mio, whose cheeks were flushed but still had a vicious expression and was staring at her. In Rinyin's eyes, she looked like a bluffing kitten, so she raised her chin nonchalantly.

The ponytail tied up for running convenience swayed gently, and the snow-white ears were in beautiful shape.

"Won't it hurt, Rinne?"

Kurokawa Mio glanced at the calm and composed Kamishiro Rin.

"No." Linyin pressed her chest: "It's just that her shoulders will be a little sore."

Kurokawa Mio suddenly stopped talking.

"Staying here forever isn't a solution." Masumi sighed, "Let me carry you back."

"Eh--"

Kurokawa Mio was stunned for a moment, then made a surprised sound.

"Masumi, are you going to carry me?!" Happiness came so suddenly that her face was full of trance.

"It would be even better if Kamishiro could carry you."

He said this and glanced at Rin, who rejected him coldly:
"I will not put my neck in the hands of a dangerous man."

"Dangerous person?"

"If it were me, I might be in danger of having my neck broken from behind," Rin said seriously.

"That's too exaggerated." Masumi's mouth twitched.

He squatted down with his back to Kurokawa Mio, who couldn't wait to lie on Masumi's back with her arms through her legs. As the height increased, Kurokawa Mio's mood became lighter.

"Don't try to be so stubborn next time. You've never been good at sports."

"Because I want to be closer to Masumi."

"...But don't do it in a way that would hurt yourself."

Upon hearing this, Kurokawa Mio responded softly with a "hmm".

Masumi didn't know whether this meant agreement or simply "I understand."

He carried Kurokawa on his back and walked back with Rinone.

Along the way, the three of them didn't talk at all.

Masumi and Rinone didn't want to chat and were too lazy to speak.

Kurokawa Mio's thoughts were simply drifting away into the clouds.

(Ah~ Masumi is carrying me!)

(Although it’s not a princess hug, it’s still great. You can feel his broad back.)
(I can still feel his strong heartbeat... No, this is mine.)
(If only time could stop at this moment forever...)
Unfortunately, things did not go as planned. The three of them only walked for seven or eight minutes before they saw the coffee shop sign.

"How did you get here so quickly?"

The smile froze on her face, and Kurokawa Mio let out a dumbfounded sigh.

"Didn't it take a long time to get to the beach when we came here just now?"

"Because you said it hurt, I deliberately chose the shortest route."

Masumi said as a matter of course, "Besides, Fanxing is very close to the beach. A straight run, including the return trip, is less than two kilometers. The 5-kilometer route involves a detour that goes through several streets."

"..."

"...Actually, I'm not in pain anymore. Can we do this again?"

"What nonsense are you talking about."

Back at the coffee shop, I saw a girl meticulously dressed in uniform on the first floor.

"Good morning, Kuon." Masumi greeted first, followed by Rin. Kurokawa Mio leaned on his back and also said "Good morning" weakly.

"Good morning, Mr. Masumi, Sister Rinone, and Miss Mio..." Mirai asked, "Are you injured?"

"Yeah." Masumi explained, "It looks like this after running."

"This situation can't be ignored." Jiuyuan Weiwei couldn't help but show a worried look. "If the hip joint is damaged, it will leave sequelae. It will be disastrous."

Masumi put Kurokawa on a chair and let her sit down to rest, while Mirai went back to the room to find a clean towel, wrapped it with an ice pack and applied it to her legs.

Kurokawa Mio immediately took a breath, lowered her eyelashes, and looked at the girl who was applying cold compress to her.

"Thank you, Miss Jiuyuan." She retracted the sharpness in her eyes and said softly to Wei Li: "Can I just call you Wei Li?"

"Of course, you are a senior."

"Then just call me Sister Mio in the future." Kurokawa Mio smiled with narrowed eyes.

This girl looks like a considerate and well-behaved child. She is also a high school student and poses no threat to him.

In comparison, the girl named "Kamiyo Rin" is...

"Well!"

Kurokawa Mio let out a low moan.

Rin suddenly extended her fingers and touched Kurokawa Mio's calf. Her fingertips were slender and soft, and her movements and strength were as light as possible, like the fleeting touch of a butterfly landing on a flower's heart, but it was enough to make every flower it touched tremble slightly.

"what are you doing?"

"It is indeed here."

Linyin said in a tone that was not at all surprised: "If the children in the welfare home are injured while running, it usually happens here."

"Relax a little, your muscles are all knotted up."

"Even so..." Kurokawa Mio said halfway, suddenly glanced at Masumi's back as he disappeared at the stairs, then calmed down again and tried to relax as Rin said.

A hint of surprise flashed across the latter's eyes.

She is indeed a dangerous woman.

Linyin rubbed her calf muscles and couldn't stop thinking.

This level of pain should be severe.

Is it worth hurting your body to please a boy?

She watched Kurokawa Mio biting her lower lip tightly, enduring the pain. Even though Masumi had already gone back to the room on the third floor to change clothes, she still looked like she was unwilling to relax.

Her thoughts seemed to sink into memories, and Rinyin recalled the second year of living in the welfare home, the sixth grade forest school of elementary school: she twisted her ankle while hiking, and in order not to slow down the progress of the group, she did not tell anyone, but just forced herself to walk to the top of the mountain.

At night, when everyone was camping in the mountains, Rinyin hid in a corner, stole some medicine, and applied it to herself. The pain was so severe that she almost bit her lip. But as soon as she thought, "I'm alone and can't rely on anyone," she calmed down and endured it.

At that time, she did it for herself.

And now, Kurokawa Mio is doing this for others.

This made Linyin feel incredible, and at the same time, there seemed to be an indescribable complex emotion in her heart.

If I had to give this emotion a name, it would be... envy.

The moment the word became clear in her mind, Rin couldn't help but feel surprised.

What do you envy? Envy that she has someone she cares about and is willing to be strong for that person?
Linyin has never been in a relationship. From the occasional conversations she hears from people around her, or the impression she gets from novels and movies, she roughly thinks that lovers should be able to expose their weaknesses without restraint and act coquettishly with each other.

Hiding one's weakness and becoming strong for another person, is this also what love is?

Rin wanted to comfort Kurokawa Mio, who was enduring the pain, just like she would comfort a child in an orphanage, but when the words came to her lips, she swallowed them back.

Why should I be so gentle and considerate to this girl? She treated me like that in the room yesterday.

You must keep an eye on this girl named "Kurokawa Mio".

In order to protect the stars, and also to fulfill the duty of "taking care of Masumi on behalf of Mr. Jing Ken".

That's it.

As Linyin's thoughts turned over and over, a thin and soft female voice fell directly into her ears.

"Thank you."

She raised her head and saw the delicate face with straight contours under the long honey-gold hair. Her fingers kneaded her calves a little harder, causing Kurokawa Mio to shrink back.

"Don't move." Rinyin grabbed Kurokawa Mio's calf as she tried to escape. Without looking up, she just said quietly, "Just bear with it."

After waiting for a while and feeling that she had stopped moving, I used my fingers to massage her to help relieve the pulled and hardened muscles.

After applying an ice pack, Kuon Mirai stopped bothering them and sat down at a nearby table to look up English vocabulary. In early June, the girl was already preparing for her final exams.

After massaging one leg, Linyin released her hand and patted the soft calf: "The other leg."

"Eh? You want that one too."

"If you don't mind limping tomorrow, that's fine," Rinone said coldly.

Kurokawa Mio obediently stretched out her other leg.

"Thank you, Rinne."

"Ah."

"You're very caring."

"Thank you."

Linyin responded lightly, then turned her face away, like a cat that was being picked up and looked unwilling.

"That's about it. You can just massage the rest yourself. You also need to ice your hip joint for a while. Remember to change it when it warms up."

After giving the instructions in a cold voice, Linyin walked straight into the kitchen, washed her hands carefully at the sink, and began to prepare breakfast.

As the morning light gradually rises, the morning sun rises from the gaps between the tall buildings, illuminating countless glass windows in turn.

The third floor where Masumi was was wrapped in the morning light.

He changed into dry clothes and suddenly met Hanekawa Kaizuki at the stairs, staggering out of the room.

"Good morning, Hanekawa."

Hearing the voice, Haiyue turned around and gave a silent greeting with an expressionless face.

Although she was always like this, ever since she knew that this girl was a heavy mobile game addict, Masumi couldn't help but ask, "You didn't stay up late playing games again last night..."

Before he could finish his words, Haiyue suddenly leaned forward towards him. Masumi subconsciously stepped back, and because the corridor was narrow, his head hit the wall with a "bang".

Those clear blue eyes stared at him, and Haiyue tried to put on a fierce expression and threatened: "Don't tell Linyin... "

"Uh, I won't complain." Masumi blinked. "Besides, I was just asking casually, why did you just agree?"

"I won't believe you if you lie..."

Very self-aware.

"Why are you so afraid of Kamiyo?"

"Because...she would confiscate my phone at night..."

"You have to check in every day for new activities..."

What kind of game is this? There are reward activities every day.

"Okay, okay, I get it." Masumi let out a breath quietly: "I won't complain, don't worry."

"Yeah." Haiyue nodded with satisfaction, then stretched out her slender white hand, gently held Masumi's hand, and then pulled it towards her chest.

"What are you doing!" Masumi quickly broke free before being touched.

"Didn't you get the 'guarantee' last time?"

"This is...a reward..."

Haiyue explained slowly, but her earlobes were stained with a faint blush.

If you're shy, don't do it.

"Forget about the reward." Masumi sighed helplessly: "Don't worry, I won't complain to Kamidai."

"But you have to promise me not to stay up too late."

"Okay." Haiyue nodded gently: "I promise you..."

"What do you want...a promise...to take pictures?" the jellyfish girl asked softly, after using her own unique train of thought to understand Masumi.

And at the same time, I shook his hand again...

"No need, a verbal promise will do."

Masumi broke free from her hand again and sighed, "And why did you touch her breasts when you made the promise? Who did you learn this from?"

He pressed his hair with great anxiety. His hair was a little naturally curly, with a slight curve at the ends.

"In Mami's painting study materials...someone did it this way..."

"It seems to be... very effective on boys..."

"..."

After a long silence, Masumi sighed deeply and said to Haiyue:

"Come downstairs for breakfast."

"Ah."

　Thanks to Nighdow for the reward to Hanekawa Haiyue, thanks to book friend 20220308012734135 for the reward to Kamishiro Rinone, thanks to everyone for subscriptions, monthly tickets, recommendation tickets and comments
　　
　
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