They all have special skills

A bowl of dry rice, a bowl of miso soup, a pile of side dishes, and a piece of fried fish.

It's really quite Japanese.

Qingshuichuan is indeed not picky about food. He was not picky before, and now after training on the deserted island for more than ten days, he is even less picky.

The nurse pulled out the folding table beside his bed, placed his breakfast on it, and told him that he could use the call bell to call her to clean up after he finished eating. Then she turned and left.

There are not only Shimizukawa and Eriri in the inpatient department. Even the nurse received a reminder from the director in advance to take good care of these two children.

However, we should not neglect the care of other patients, especially the elderly patients who have difficulty in moving around.

Smelling the aroma of miso soup, even if it is very bland and ordinary, without any animal fat, the kind of tofu and cabbage miso soup.

But at this moment, in the eyes of Qingshuichuan, who had not had a proper meal for a long time.

They all looked like the most exquisite delicacies in the world, emitting golden light all over, making people salivate with appetite just by looking at them, and unable to resist!

"You're welcome, I'm starting..."

Qingshuichuan clasped his hands together, feeling particularly happy at the moment, and was about to tear open the disposable chopsticks and start eating.

"Crack-!"

The sliding door of his ward was pulled almost rudely, and it hit the wall with a loud noise!

Qingshuichuan was startled and quickly looked over there.

Then he saw a yellow-haired middle-aged man with an unshaven beard, his eyes wide open, bloodshot eyeballs, panting heavily and staring at him!

What the hell? !

For a moment, Qingshuichuan was unable to understand what was happening.

He just subconsciously pulled the quilt up on himself.

Fortunately, at this moment, a familiar doctor who I met last night appeared.

"Wrong, wrong, Mr. Sawamura, your daughter is in the next ward."

"Ah...sorry!"

The yellow-haired man came and left quickly. He immediately turned around and left the ward entrance.

Through the open door, Qingshuichuan saw a young woman who looked haggard but still couldn't hide her beauty and petite figure, flash by.

"Young man, continue to rest. If you need anything, you can always ring the bell to call the nurse."

The doctor closed the door gently again and left.

The ward became quiet again, and Qingshuichuan slowly withdrew his gaze.

The same golden hair color as Eriri...

And then there's the fact that the doctor calls him Mr. Sawamura...

So that means that he must be Eriri's father.

It came really quickly.

Tokyo is not that close to here.

Qingshuichuan glanced at the sky outside the window at this time. The night had not yet completely faded, and the sky was just beginning to brighten.

Forget it, don’t think too much about it.

Continue eating your breakfast.

“Huh—Huh—Shh~”

Well, that's it!

The long-lost salty and fragrant taste of miso is so fascinating!

Qingshuichuan was particularly happy and grateful for this meal!

After putting the last grain of rice in the bowl into his mouth, Qingshuichuan placed the plate on the bedside table in front of the bed and put away the folding table.

He leaned lazily against the head of the bed, stretched, turned on the TV again, and laughed happily while watching the skit.

At this time, the door of the ward was once again pulled open with great force.

Qingshuichuan was speechless at this time.

No, can you be a little more civilized?

Can't you knock on the door?

He just turned his head and looked over there.

My eyes didn't even have time to focus.

He was immediately hugged in someone's arms.

The familiar touch of Eriri, which was much softer than the smaller Eriri, and the charming, rich floral fragrance that filled my nose at that moment...

Qingshuichuan took a long breath and slowly pushed the person away.

As expected, I saw the beautiful face of Utaha Kasumigaoka with tears in her eyes.

"Long time no see, senior sister, have you lost weight?"

Qingshuichuan smiled and used the tip of his thumb to wipe away the small pearls that fell uncontrollably from the corners of her eyes.

"..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha stared at him closely from a close distance.

Listen to what he says.

I could feel his body temperature with my hands.

She pounced on him again.

But this time, she buried her face deeply in Qingshuichuan's arms.

As if she was afraid that he would leave her again.

I hugged his waist tightly, pressed my cheek against his chest, listened to his strong heartbeat, and never wanted to let go.

----

"cough……"

"Cough cough!"

"..."

"Um, Senior..."

"Senior, your mother... aunt is watching..."

In the ward, Qingshuichuan, who gave several reminders in a row, felt a little embarrassed and helpless.

Also rushing over from Tokyo was Kasumigaoka Utaha, who was only a dozen minutes slower than Sawamura's father.

After seeing him in the ward, I hugged him and wouldn't let go.

If it were just the two of them... Qingshuichuan wouldn't think it mattered.

Just hug her, after all, the senior sister’s body is soft and fragrant, and he quite enjoys it.

But if the ward door is not closed...

Anyone passing by in the corridor outside can see what is happening inside at a glance.

And if the senior's mother is right next to me with an awkward smile on her face...

This made it impossible for him to maintain his original natural state of mind.

"...Senior, please let go first."

Seeing that persuasion was futile, Qingshuichuan had no choice but to take action himself.

He slowly pried open the senior sister's hands that were wrapped around his waist.

Then he pushed her shoulders and temporarily "peeled" her off his body.

Facing Kasumigaoka Utaha's resentful gaze, Shimizukawa could only desperately use his eyes to signal to her that her mother was in the ward, trying to get her to control her emotions.

But for someone who has experienced sadness and despair and then regained hope.

It was obviously impossible to ask her to calm down her excitement and ecstasy in a short period of time.

Sawamura's father seemed a little at a loss, unable to control his emotions, and even ran to the wrong ward.

Even an outstanding adult is like this, let alone Kasumigaoka Utaha who is just a sophomore in high school.

"Great, you're really okay..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha reached out her hand and stroked Shimizukawa's cheek with trembling hands.

"Well, I'm back. As you can see, I'm fine, so don't cry... Otherwise, I'll have to change into another set of hospital clothes."

Qingshuichuan comforted her and took out a tissue from the side and handed it to her.

This is not an exaggeration. Just now, when Kasumigaoka buried her head in his arms, Shimizukawa clearly felt her tears, which wet her hospital gown and were clearly felt on his skin.

They say women are made of water.

This is absolutely true.

And it seems that the senior sister has more water than the average girl.

"Um……"

Taking the tissue handed to her by Shimizukawa, Kasumigaoka wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

She thought she looked ugly when she cried.

They had just met, and all the longing and worry that had been suppressed in her heart for the past few days burst out in an instant, and she was a little unable to control herself.

Since such emotions have been released in Qingshuichuan.

She naturally returned to her usual state of being cool and charming.

"How are you now? Has the doctor examined you?"

"Don't worry, the doctor said I'm fine. I'll just lie down for two days for observation, and I'll be discharged straight away."

"Very good……"

"Well, I can only say that I'm really lucky."

"I have so many things I want to tell you..."

"Me too."

Shimizu River, in the process of talking with Kasumigaoka Utaha, Ren had enough energy to greet Mrs. Kasumigaoka who was ignored in the background.

"Auntie, please sit down."

"It's okay, don't worry about me. Qingshui-kun, I'm so glad you're okay. You should talk more with Shiyu. She's been..."

Just when Mrs. Kasumigaoka hadn't finished speaking.

Sitting beside Shimizukawa's bed, Kasumigaoka Utaha slowly lay on Shimizukawa's body and her eyes slowly closed.

No.

The person who was chatting with me emotionally just a few seconds ago...

Now just like this... falling asleep?

Shimizukawa looked at his senior doubtfully, then cast a questioning look at Mrs. Kasumigaoka.

Mrs. Kasumigaoka came over with a smile, gently touched her daughter's hair, and explained in a low voice,

"I'm sorry, Shimizu-kun, Shiyu...hasn't had a good rest since she heard about your accident.

On average, I only sleep three or four hours a day, and am often woken up by nightmares.

Tonight too... After receiving your call, she immediately asked me to drive her here, without even having time to change out of her pajamas.

All in all, it’s great that you’re safe and sound now…”

Mrs. Kasumigaoka wiped the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand.

At the end of his words, he turned his head away so that Qingshuichuan wouldn't see his embarrassed expression.