The Otherworld Card Collector

This way he could finish reading the comic while eating in bed, instead of doing sit-ups and exercising while reading the comic like he was doing now.

This is not outrageous.

At least it is more acceptable than practicing calligraphy while carrying a piano.

Shirou Matou simply doesn't waste any time that could be used to improve himself.

Anyway, there were only him and a teacher who was just eating and waiting to die in the infirmary, so they couldn't cause any trouble to others.

That's how it should be.

"Ah, I'm done with snacks."

Hiramatsu felt inside the snack bag but found nothing.

She finally turned over like a sloth.

But she had no snacks hidden under her belly, so she had no choice but to sit up slowly and look around.

So Shirou Matou, who was doing sit-ups and reading comics on the hospital bed, appeared in her eyes.

"I said, are you sick?"

"No."

Shirou Matou originally thought that this lazy guy was emotionally indifferent, but now it seems that he is simply too lazy, and his emotions have become dull as a result.

But it has nothing to do with him.

Shirou Matou was too lazy to lie to her.

"I just wanted to find a quiet place to work out and read comics."

"Oh."

Pingsong nodded when he heard this and ignored it. He didn't look like a teacher at all.

But Shirou Matou didn't laugh at Hiramatsu either, because he also couldn't see anything related to being a three-good student.

However, he didn't expect that before he finished reading the comic, Hiramatsu suddenly spoke.

"Classmate, can you buy me some snacks?"

This is true;

"Don't you have long legs?"

Matou Shirou looked at her with a calm gaze.

Upon hearing this, Pingsong also nodded calmly.

"It's long, but I don't want to move."

"so?"

"If you buy it back for me, I can give you some rewards."

Hiramatsu lifted her skirt, no trace of shame in her eyes.

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Chapter 5 Let me see if your French is normal!

"..."

"Don't worry, I'm not sick."

Seeing the silent Matou Shirou, Hiramatsu thought for a moment, and suddenly seemed to remember something, so she spoke to dispel what she thought was Matou Shirou's concerns.

But in fact, Shirou Matou was not worried about whether he was sick or not.

Of course, it's not a matter of mugwort or plum. Warts are not a big deal. The probability of infection is gonorrhea.

He just followed his inner thoughts and pointed them out directly.

"I don't want to be in close contact with a woman who is covered in snack crumbs. This will cause me to be covered in all kinds of snack crumbs as well."

"It's not what I want, because it will stain my clothes and smell bad."

After these words were spoken, Pingsong fell silent.

Soon, she picked up her clothes, not caring that it would lift her bowling balls, and let them fit together quietly, squeezing out a deeper career line.

Hiramatsu just sniffed, then tilted his head and looked at Matou Shirou with some confusion.

"I don't smell anything strange."

"On the contrary, young man, I do smell a hint of milk from you, um... and some heather."

Matou Shirou did not refute.

After all, he knew exactly what he had done that morning, and now he had put all the evidence in a bottle and was enjoying it as a drink with his lunch.

Furthermore, although he was too erect to allow Guangliu Lingxia to produce milk, some of the jade liquid would still leak out as the valve opened and closed.

But he remembered that he had wiped it clean.

But the teacher in the infirmary still smelled it.

Is it a dog's nose?

Shirou Matou looked at Hiramatsu, but Hiramatsu's lazy expression did not change at all. He just stared at Shirou Matou with his dead eyes.

Can't stand it.

Matou Shirou took the initiative to look away.

But he couldn't keep his focus on the comics.

The reason is also very simple.

stare--

Although Shirou Matou was thick-skinned enough to remain calm, the other party stared at him without any concealment and for several minutes at a time. He was not here to suffer, so there was no need for him to endure it.

So while continuing to read the comics, he finally spoke again.

"Instead of staring at me, why not stretch your legs? It's been almost five minutes. That's enough time for you to go to the school store and buy some food."

"No, I'm lazy."

"Then you can just lie there and die in the infirmary, and wait for the next student to come collect your body."

Shirou Matou closed the comic book, then jumped out of the ward and prepared to leave the infirmary.

It was almost time for the get out of class to end. He walked slowly, hoping that he could return to the classroom before the bell rang to get the lunch box that Guangliu Lingxia had made for him.

With this thought in mind, Shirou Matou walked past Hiramatsu without even glancing back.

Hiramatsu also stared blankly at Shirou Matou leaving, and even when the other party passed by him, he was too lazy to reach out to stop him.

Matou Shirou left the infirmary.

Just as he had imagined, he and his history teacher returned to the classroom at the bell, one in front of the other, one out the back door and the other out the front door, perfectly staggered, without their eyes meeting and embarrassing the teacher.

Shirou Matou would not feel embarrassed.

Avoiding such things from happening is just a matter of course because you don't want to be scolded by the teacher and waste time.

Picking up his lunch box and thermos, he walked out of the classroom naturally.

During lunch time, he would not stay in the noisy classroom where people gathered in groups. He preferred quietness, so he would eat lunch alone on the rooftop.

The reason why he was alone was because the iron gate of the school rooftop was locked, but Shirou Matou remembered the model of the iron lock and went to the hardware store to buy a matching key.

He didn't tell anyone about this, including his teacher.

So the rooftop welcomed its midday owner.

But not today.

When Shirou Matou was leaving the classroom, he subconsciously put his hand into his trouser pocket and suddenly found that his keychain was missing.

After a little thought, I realized that it fell in the infirmary.

After all, when I was lying on the hospital bed, the key chain in my trouser pocket was uncomfortable, so I put it on the table next to the bed.

But because of Pingsong's nagging, he was a little upset and didn't remember the key chain on the table when he left.

Not embarrassing.

Just having to go to the infirmary again made Shirou Matou hesitate.

He looked at his lunch box and ultimately chose not to go back to the classroom. Instead, he took it to the infirmary.

Pingsong was still lying on her hospital bed, watching videos with an expressionless face. It seemed that she was just greedy, not hungry.

Shirou Matou took a quick glance and decided to take a detour to get his keychain.

However, when he was about to do so, Hiramatsu's nose twitched and he immediately turned his head, looking at Matou Shirou with a rare glimmer in his eyes...

The lunch box in hand.

But when she stretched out her hand, she sadly discovered that she was not a Nika Fruit person, and she could not yell "Rubber Rubber". Then she stretched out her hand, grabbed the bento, and took it to taste.

But she really wanted to eat.

After swallowing her saliva and weighing the pros and cons, Hiramatsu decisively chose the bento. Then, looking at Matou Shirou who put the key chain in his pocket and prepared to leave, she spoke.

"I want to exchange a piece of information for your lunch."

Shirou Matou turned his head and looked at her, his dead eyes without any emotion really couldn't reveal anything.

So he hummed for a moment and then bargained.

"One quarter."

"That's too little. I want three-quarters."

"This is my lunch. It was made for me by a close schoolmate."

"so?"

"half each."

"Okay, deal."

Hiramatsu didn't hesitate at all.

Seeing this, Matou Shirou also came to her side, made sure to put the lunch box where she couldn't reach it, and then continued.

"Tell me, what information?"

"In a while, St. Juliana Hospital will send someone to give you a physical examination."

"I know."

There were originally several hospitals around, but now they have all been integrated into St. Julianna Hospital, so the school has no choice but to cooperate with this hospital.

but;

"Several of my former colleagues are on this physical examination team."

Hiramatsu looked at Matou Shirou's bento.

Seeing this, Shirou Matou opened the lunch box, then put half of the food on the lid and handed it to Hiramatsu. Only then did she speak again.

"If you get targeted by them, be careful of contracting a disease called 'milk ejection syndrome' and being in their hands will make you suffer a fate worse than death."

Matou Shirou didn't reply, but the slight pause in his chopsticks while eating showed that he had indeed heard it.

After giving the advice, Hiramatsu was ready to eat, but when she looked at the food on the lid, and then looked at her right hand which was covered with seasonings due to long-term snacking, she grabbed the air and asked.

"Let me use your chopsticks after you finish eating. In exchange, I can help you see if you meet their standards for sadism."

As she said this, she untied Matou Shirou's belt.