Why is Yukinoshita Here?

"It's nothing, you can also find these online consultations... By the way, if I remember correctly, your name is Suyuan, right?"

Teacher Mamiya confirmed it again.

"Well, Mizuhara Ryoji, Class J of the first grade."

"I remembered this name, Suwon-kun, you are very interesting..."

Mamiya-sensei, with a beautiful face, smiled at Ryoji.

At first glance, the female teacher is not too old, with slightly curly brown hair, about 25 or [-] years old, she should have just started working for a few years, anyway, she is younger than an older female teacher a lot of.

Mr. Mamiya did not have the dull and majestic character of those old teachers, and looked at the 16-year-old boy with interest.

"After all, this is the first time that a boy and me, as a teacher, have calmly discussed the topic of a girl's menstrual period."

"Huh? Could it be that no one has asked before?"

"...Well, normally, except for today's special situation, if any boy comes to consult this question, he will definitely be regarded as a pervert by others."

Mr. Mamiya turned his eyes slightly.

Not far away, on the white hospital bed covered by a layer of curtains, the second young lady covered with a quilt was lying there resting quietly.

It seemed that because of being too exhausted, the girl soon fell into a deep sleep.

Second Miss' steady breathing could be faintly heard even at a distance of several meters.

"Mizuhara-kun, don't you need to go back to the classroom? It's still in class."

Although she didn't question the relationship between the two, Miss Mamiya, as a teacher, kindly reminded Ryoji to stay in the health room.

"Um...it's okay to skip get out of class once in a while, and at present, I think it's better for me to stay here for a while..."

Glancing at the back covered by the curtain, Ryoji shook his head.

He found a small bench and sat down casually not far from Mr. Jian Gong, with his back facing the hospital bed in the distance.

The cherry blossoms fluttered slowly, and the wind blew in gently from the window.

Light and shadow slowly changed with time, and in the spacious health room, the somewhat familiar smell of disinfectant was also slowly evaporating in the air.

Jian Gong, who was busy with his own affairs, occasionally glanced at the young man who was sitting quietly on the stool with his eyes closed.

In the heart of an adult, a woman flashed a sentence that she read in a book a long time ago.

Such youth is really nostalgic.

……

5 minutes later,

"Huh...huh..."

light snoring,

Listening to the voice of the boy who was also drooling and leaning against the window, Mr. Mamiya, who was still busy with his own affairs, trembled at the corners of his mouth.

Ok,

I take back what I said earlier,

The reason why this guy stays here is probably just to make up for drowsiness by skipping class.

Well, this so-called lazy youth is actually nothing worth remembering.

……

When Second Miss woke up from a deep sleep,

Rubbing her sleepy eyes, the girl, who was refreshed after getting enough sleep, first subconsciously put her hands on her lower abdomen.

The furrowed brow slowly relaxed,

The tingling pain in the abdomen that was rising and falling before has also subsided at this moment.

Although the body is still a little weak, at least mentally, it is no longer as tired as before.

A spring breeze blew across her cheeks, and the curtains between the windows not far away were blown by the wind, making a rustling sound.

Looking at the snow-white environment around her, and remembering that she was still in the health room, she lifted the thin quilt covering her body.

however,

The quilt covering her body remained unmoved.

Feeling a faint gravitational force coming from the side next to it, the second lady looked towards the source.

regular ups and downs of breathing,

Put your hands under your face,

The familiar boy was sitting quietly on the edge of the hospital bed she was leaning on,

With his eyes slightly closed, Liang Si's well-behaved sleeping face appeared in the sight of the second lady.

Second Miss: "..."

She didn't know the time at this moment, the bright light outside the window made it difficult for the girl to tell whether it was morning or afternoon.