How rude, we are pure love!

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That's her drawing book.

My identity... has been exposed!?

After realizing she was discovered, the short-haired senior looked conflicted and said tentatively, "Sawamura-san, um..."

Before he could finish his words, Eriri jumped up like a frightened little rabbit, her eyes twitching and her heart pounding.

At this moment, many images flashed through her mind: her identity being exposed, attracting countless discussions and exclamations from classmates, and the prospect of being bullied again after discovering that the school's eldest daughter was actually a homebody...

No! Not only that! He might even threaten her with, "If you don't want me to tell anyone about this, you'll have to listen to me." Then, he'd lick his tongue and say, "Come out, my servants..." Although she fought back desperately, she was no match for the other men in strength!

Eriri instantly fell into panic and fear, even her eyes became dizzy. Faced with this situation, she decisively chose to do what she was best at - escape and run away.

She ran down the stairs without hesitation.

"Ah, wait a minute!"

Don't, don't chase me! I don't know anyone who draws this kind of picture!

Eriri walked down the stairs even faster. She was so flustered that she accidentally sprained her ankle. However, she didn't have the time to think about it and fled the scene at the speed of light.

But he was caught.

"Sawamura-kun, wait...is this yours?"

In the corridor on the first floor, the senior student quickened her pace and blocked her way. The girl subconsciously took a step back.

To Eriri's surprise, the other party did not threaten or despise her as she had imagined, but instead handed her the manuscript paper gently.

"I found this when I was cleaning the clubhouse the other day. Sawamura-san must have accidentally taken it with some other drawing paper. I've been wondering how to return it to you..."

So that's how it is...

Seeing the senior's sincere expression, Eriri realized that she had misunderstood and coughed with a red face.

"But then again, Sawamura-san's drawing skills are truly remarkable. Even the girls he draws...draws...he draws are so cute."

The short-haired senior girl flipped through the manuscript in her hand in amazement and shyness, sighed, and planned to return the manuscript to the blonde lady.

But suddenly the sound of flying papers was heard.

A strong wind blew in from the window, and the senior student lost her grip. Eriri watched helplessly as the draft paper on which she had carefully drawn a close-up of the exposed heroine flew forward, then slowly fell down and landed on the small leather shoes of several girls who were walking over with musical instruments on their backs.

The whole world suddenly became quiet.

The girl gasped.

Only two big words echoed in my heart.

It’s over.

My campus life is coming to an end.

At this moment, the world in front of her seemed to become dark, and the girl didn't dare to look up.

She didn't dare to look up at her classmates' expressions, let alone imagine what would happen next.

“Hmm, this is…?”

The moment her classmate bent down to pick it up, Ying Lili felt as if all the blood in her body had frozen into ice.

--at this time.

The scent of grass and sunshine passed through her nose. She heard a familiar voice.

"I'm so sorry, this is something I treasure. Could you please return it to me?"

Eriri raised her head blankly and saw a boy running over from the side, kneeling on one knee and picking up the fallen manuscript paper. The exposed beautiful girl was accidentally seen by other girls and attracted a lot of strange looks.

Is he...taking the blame for himself?

The blonde girl felt her heart beating inexplicably faster, up and down, beating non-stop.

"Ah, well... But, it's best not to bring things like this to school in the future, okay?"

The girl from the light music club let out an awkward smile. Eriri could read her facial expressions, which reflected the regret of "she's good-looking, but turns out to be a pervert." This made her feel extremely guilty. This was clearly how she should be treated...

"I'll try my best to pay attention." Qingye smiled heartily.

The girl nodded with a complicated expression, and disappeared at the stairs while whispering with her companions. The remaining art department seniors looked at Qingye with admiration, glanced at the two of them ambiguously, and left tactfully.

In the end, only Kiyono and Eriri were left.

The corridor was quiet and filled with a lonely atmosphere.

The soft glow of the setting sun filled the corridor, casting spots of light, staining the girl's uniform slightly red, and the shadows of the two people were dragged out very long.

Eriri reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"Um...I'm sorry..."

She pursed her cherry lips, raised her blue eyes as high as the sky, and whispered that Qingye was misunderstood by others because of her. Maybe the news will spread to other classes tomorrow... After all, high school students are so boring.

"It's okay. This is much better than if you were exposed."

Although he usually likes to joke regardless of the occasion, Qingye's attitude now is very gentle, trying his best to take care of her self-esteem.

After reading the comments on the anonymous forum, he felt that he could understand Eriri's situation to some extent. Because of her appearance and family background, she was naturally eye-catching, and it was better to be good at dealing with people than to be surrounded by enemies.

"By the way, why are you here?" Ying Lili blushed slightly and looked at him straight.

Because you read my message but didn't reply, he felt something was wrong so he came over to check it out... But as a GALGAME expert, he thinks this is not an option!

"Just hanging out for a bit."

"Oh..." The blonde lady did not ask any further questions, nor did she express her emotions with fierce words as usual, exuding a bit of girlish tenderness.

"Then I'll go home first. Remember to be more careful next time."

Qingye turned around calmly.

Then the sleeve was grabbed again.

"What's wrong?" He raised his eyebrows.

"I just twisted my ankle accidentally, and I can't walk much anymore."

Eriri turned her face away in shame, her earlobes and neck feeling a little hot. However, when the words fell, she also stole a glance at Qingye with some anticipation, expecting him to squat in front of her like the protagonist of a girl's comic, and then, and then...

"Ah, I see."

This is inevitable, right?

Under Eriri's subtle gaze, Kiyono took off his schoolbag and let her hold it, saying elegantly:

"The private room in the infirmary invites you."

"...Huh? Aren't men here usually considered to carry girls on their backs?" The blonde lady was dumbfounded.

"That's just an ordinary person. I'm Qingye." He looked proud.

That's right, after all, it's this guy...

Qingye ignored her little thoughts and opened the door of the health room. There was no one in the room, which made Qingye feel a little regretful. Then he led Eriri to the bed and gently put her on the bed.

"Wait a minute, I'll take off my shoes..."

Eriri nimbly kicked off one of her indoor shoes, but she couldn't use any strength with the other foot, so she could only look up at him with the watery eyes of a golden retriever. Qingye's mouth twitched, and he could only squat down to help her take off the shoe. By the way, he picked up the other shoe that she had kicked aside, and placed them neatly beside the bed for her.

This guy is really gentle!

Qingye remained calm throughout the whole process, but Eriri felt the other person's warm palm touching her feet, and it felt like a tingling electric current was transmitted throughout her body along the contact point, making her blush and her heart beat faster.

"Are you showing off your innocent side as a manga artist?" Qingye glanced at her.

"No, no!"

With her pretty face flushed, Ying Lili lay on the hospital bed, grabbed the quilt and covered her entire little head.

Qingye turned around and walked towards the medicine cabinet next to him. After searching for a while, he found some ointments to reduce swelling, relieve pain and promote blood circulation.

"Apply it yourself."

The girl flung back the quilt and complained, "I can't handle it myself!"

"Hmph, Makoto, fifty thousand yen."

Having come to this point, Qingye no longer hesitated. He brought a stool and sat down beside Eriri's bed, like an emotionless doctor:

"Whoever has an injured foot, please stretch it out."

"You, you won't take this opportunity to touch my feet secretly!"

Kiyono said nothing, only giving the girl a calm gaze. Eriri couldn't bear the pressure and broke out in a cold sweat. She smiled awkwardly and kicked her slender left foot, wrapped in black knee-high socks, out of the quilt.

"Okay, I know you won't touch it! It's this foot!"

Then, she saw Qingye glance at her feet, stand up, walk to the side, and considerately close the curtain for her.

"Take off your socks first."

Very gentleman.

Very gentle.

But I have to say that this behavior still adds points in Eriri's eyes, and has the beauty of an ascetic male protagonist in a girl's comic.

The girl slowly took off her two knee-high socks and put them aside.

"All right!"

Hearing the call, Qingye pulled open the curtain and sat down again. Yingli also bit her lip, trying not to look at Qingye, and stretched out her left leg.

At this moment, most of her body was hidden in the quilt, with only her snow-white left foot exposed. It looked like she had kicked her thigh out of the quilt while sleeping, which gave her an inexplicable temptation.

The girl's bare feet were as slender as jade bamboo shoots, her toes were as delicate as pearls, and her nails were pink.

Qingye took a glance and then lifted the foot gently without emotion. His other hand was covered with ointment and he applied it to the red and swollen area.

"Alas--"

Coolness and warmth, pain and warmth, the two feelings came together, making Eriri's toes twist constantly and let out a slight scream, not knowing whether it was because of pain or other reasons.

"It's done."

Qingye applied the ointment evenly to the injured area of her ankle, stood up, took a tissue to wipe off the excess ointment on her hand, and then put the pill back.

"How are you going to get home next?" Qingye asked.

"Don't worry about that. I've asked my father to pick me up. He will be here in a while." Ying Lili retracted half of her leg and said weakly.

"That's good..." Qingye looked at her with a bright smile. "By the way, if my foot is injured, would I be able to draw more efficiently? It's like a writer who can only write."

"Is this what you're concerned about? Pay more attention to the girl's injuries!"

Eriri was speechless and spoke with her fangs bared.

"Oh, you really think you're a big shot. This isn't a big deal."

Qingye smiled, chatted briefly for a few more words, and then left the health room.

Eh?

Are you just leaving like this?

Watching his disappearing back and listening to the sound of the room door closing gently, Ying Lili suddenly felt a little lonely.

She wanted to keep him, and wanted him to stay with her until her father came, but the proud and arrogant girl couldn't open her mouth.

The room darkened.

"So annoying, won't this guy be a little more gentle?"

Eriri covered her head with the quilt again, feeling a little uncomfortable in her chest.

However, a few minutes later...