Starting to experience Yukino's life, I am no longer a human being

Uehara Takuya complained and raised his hand to signal her to cooperate.

Miura Yuko's little face became even more rosy, and her eyelashes were trembling, but she still gritted her teeth and held the hem of her skirt, lifting part of it until the entire stockings were exposed.

Her nervous and shy look did not affect Takuya Uehara, because the latter was surrounded by mysteries and had no time to speculate.

After successfully taking off the stockings with obvious black marks, the girl's white and shapely calves came into his sight.

The other party seemed to be really not lying. There was indeed a slight redness and swelling on the white, tender and round ankle. It seemed that he had kicked a table or a stone.

Takuya Uehara stood up to get disinfectant supplies and cotton swabs, then reached out and held the delicate little foot.

There is no hard cocoon, but soft. It is obvious that the girl has taken good care of it.

Miura Yuko's face was hot, and she turned her face shyly. Her golden and smooth hair fell down, almost hanging down against her cheek, perfectly covering her shy expression.

But her breathing was rapid in the room, and her delicious fragrance was also swirling around.

As the room became quiet, she could clearly hear her heart pounding.

Her eyes unconsciously fell on Uehara Takuya.

The straight nose and handsome face dazzled her.

But when she noticed that the other person's expression was calm from beginning to end, her heart started to feel restless again.

She bit her lip, her clear eyes blurred with color: "Hey, Uehara, are my feet more beautiful, or Sena's?"

Chapter 120 The Royal Palace’s Contempt

"Actually, they're all pretty good-looking."

Takuya Uehara was not affected by Miura Yuko's vibrato, and the hand that applied the medicine was very steady.

"What? Isn't this a perfunctory way that male protagonists in TV dramas often use?" Miura Yuko obviously didn't like this answer.

"But I'm telling the truth...get it done."

Uehara Takuya put down his arms and prepared to stand up.

Then he saw that little snow-white foot resting on his leg.

The bed in the health room is not big, but it is big enough for the girl to use as a point of support to steadily stretch her legs.

"What does this mean?" Uehara Takuya looked at her.

Miura Yuko's face was filled with an intoxicating blush, and her eyes were twinkling: "Since you think that Sena and I are indistinguishable, you can take a closer look now. Anyway, I am very confident in myself."

"I'm not a professional judge. Besides, I just answered that your feet are very beautiful." Uehara Takuya laughed.

Miura Yuiko widened her eyes in dissatisfaction: "What if I want a better answer?"

"Is this making excuses?"

"I do not have!"

Miura Yuko retorted, and her voice weakened.

She shyly turned her gaze to the side and whispered: "You can... hold it in your hand and look at it more. Anyway, I am definitely better than Sena..."

Uehara Takuya stared at the white and tender feet in front of him, lost in thought.

Is she inviting me to play with her feet?

Then Uehara Takuya gave up this idea.

Because of the girl's shy attitude, he gradually figured it out.

Since Tachibana Chizuru is not in the health room, she can only be with Hiratsuka Shizu.

But what if the two of them don't meet now?

If we follow this line of thinking and look at Tachibana Chizuru's poor popularity in school, there is only one possibility left.

Uehara Takuya raised his head again and looked at the girl who was still in a shy mood: "Did you find someone to send Tachibana-sensei away?"

"Eh?"

Miura Yuko's expression suddenly changed.

Uehara Takuya nodded: "It seems I guessed it right."

"That...I..."

Miura Yuko was very angry.

I was angry that my psychological quality was so weak that he could test it out with just one sentence.

Seeing that Uehara Takuya was still staring at her, her little thought was exposed. She simply broke the jar and closed her eyes and said: "You are right, I sent Tachibana-sensei away in advance because I didn't like it." Those rumors in the school.”

"You don't like Yukino, do you?" Uehara Takuya saw through her thoughts at a glance.

Miura Yuiko snorted proudly: "To be precise, I'm not convinced that she used that method. Now I suspect that she had an agenda when she invited us to dinner yesterday."

Is this because of the rumors that have caused an unstable mentality?

Uehara Takuya was about to speak when the sound of the door suddenly came from behind him.

Miura Yuko opened her eyes in panic and saw the woman in a white coat.

The three people's eyes met. Tachibana Chizuru tilted her head and said in an indifferent voice: "You must be Miura, right?"

Miura Yuiko stammered and nodded: "I am..."

Tachibana Chizuru put her hands in her pockets, her white coat was clean without any dust, and she looked like a strict teacher: "You didn't make excuses, which surprised me."

Miura Yuko was extremely embarrassed.

Uehara Takuya asked curiously: "Tachibana-sensei already knows?"

Tachibana Chizuru hummed: "The girl who called me out just now has confessed everything, although... I'm a little unhappy."

Uehara Takuya and Miura Yuko looked at each other, both seeing the confusion in each other's eyes.

Fortunately, Tachibana Chizuru herself told the reason: "Originally, I thought that the child was really looking for me, and I was very happy at that time, but after I passed by, she was obviously afraid of me..."

She didn't say any more. Obviously, she felt very disappointed at being unable to communicate with the students again.

Miura Yuko's feet no longer hurt this time. She quickly stepped on her shoes and stood up and bowed: "I'm sorry, I didn't think so much at the time..."

"It's okay, I'm used to it."

Chizuru Tachibana has a paralyzed face from beginning to end, so that words like "very happy" and "unhappy" in her mouth always make people feel weird.

"What game were you playing just now?" Her attention fell on the two of them.

Miura Yuko blushed at this game.

Uehara Takuya was calm: "She accidentally touched her foot. Teacher, you were not here, so I took it upon myself to help her with the wound."

Miura Yuko turned her head in surprise, thinking that Uehara was taking all the responsibility on himself?

"let me see."

Tachibana Chizuru stepped forward dutifully, bent down to check it over, and nodded: "You did a good job."

Uehara Takuya smiled and said: "Anyone can deal with such a simple wound, right?"

Tachibana Chizuru was obviously stunned for a moment: "What you said...I feel like I can write it down and maybe use it as material for jokes in the future?"

"Can this also be used as material?"

Uehara Takuya was shocked. Didn't he say something very ordinary?

Tachibana Chizuru was also asking him: "Can't it be done?"

"You've been doing this for a long time and you just asked casually..." Uehara Takuya was too lazy to complain.

Tachibana Chizuru lowered her head, as if thinking: "It turns out that this kind of thing doesn't work either. It seems I need to study more."

Miura Yuko was confused the whole time.

However, she was very lucky that the other party did not pursue her.

"By the way, do you know the hell joke?" At this time, Tachibana Chizuru raised her head, her eyes seemed to be shining.

Uehara Takuya and Miura Yuko nodded at the same time: "I know."

The two of them usually go online, so they have naturally heard of similar things.

Chizuru Tachibana obviously became more energetic: "Uehara, you always say that my jokes are not funny. I happened to hear the word hell joke from a student. So if I learn this knowledge, can I get closer to the students? What’s the distance?”

"So this is what Mr. Tachibana cares about?" Miura Yuiko understood now.

Uehara Takuya's expression was complicated: "Before I do this, I want to ask, do you really understand what the Hell Joke is?"

"not understand."

Sure enough, Tachibana Chizuru's head shook rapidly.

[Again, I didn’t think anything about it. I just thought this was a way. Do you want to try it once? 】

Uehara Takuya's mood became even more complicated: "Okay, let me give you an example of a hell joke. You might as well listen to it, and then you can decide whether to learn it or not."

"Yeah, yeah!" Chizuru Tachibana nodded vigorously.

Miura Yuko also looked at him with interest.

Takuya Uehara said expressionlessly: "The doctors failed to perform the heart surgery. The reason for the failure was that they didn't get the reason."

After speaking, he explained it carefully again.

Miura Yuko was stunned.

Tachibana Chizuru was still expressionless, but she said quickly: "So this is the style of Hell Joke? Then I don't think I need to learn it."

"I think so too." Uehara Takuya breathed a sigh of relief.

He also didn't want the teacher in the health center to become a joker in the future.

The image of Tachibana Chizuru with facial paralysis is already lethal enough, coupled with the hell joke, that scene...

Uehara Takuya felt that even if the female war god Hiratsuka Shizuka came, she would be frightened and run away.

"Are you really not going to tell me what game you just played?" Tachibana Chizuru was still paying attention to this.

Uehara Takuya was a little surprised: "Why did you think of games?"