man in tokyo, professional boyfriend

Chapter 137 [136] Is the master
"Hello, Iori,"

Yuki Terashima got off the ring and suddenly shouted to the crowd.

Hearing this intimate address, the students of the University of Tokyo glared at Shiina Iori in unison.

The boys in Waseda looked puzzled, only Aya Hayakawa's eyes widened - are they so unscrupulous in school?
Shino Sano, who was still happy sitting on the edge, couldn't help but froze.

Shiina Iori was also taken aback.

Immediately afterwards, he felt countless eyes falling on him.

It seems to have weight.

There were rustling gossips from the crowd.

People sit on the ground, and the pot comes from the sky.

Shiina Iori turned to look at Terashima blankly.

What is this guy yelling about!

Yuki Terashima just waved at him expressionlessly and stood there motionless.

"come here."

Shiina Iori looked at her, then at Shino Sano who seemed to be in a daze in the distance, stood up and walked over, wondering, "What's wrong, Terashima?"

"Turn around."

Shiina Iori still didn't understand why, but she still turned her back to her: "What's the matter?"

Then, I felt Nuan Nuan's soft body sticking to his back, a pair of slender and powerful arms wrapped around his neck and tightened, like welded steel bars, fixed and motionless.

His back suddenly sank, and a pair of long legs wrapped around his waist.

It was just a sudden silence among the rustling crowd.

Immediately afterwards, the sound suddenly amplified.

"Whoa--"

"Hey! Who is that kid?"

"The president of Terashima fell? It's true!"

"Why didn't I grow his face!"

Among the crowd, there was only Kido Kuranosuke with a swollen head, who looked indifferent as if he had already seen through the world of mortals.

Matsushita Kazuo, who was dragged by him to practice, almost rolled his eyes out: "Unexpectedly, even the president of the flower on the mountain was defeated."

Kido Kuranosuke chuckled at him: "You just found out, too? I met him for the first time yesterday, and I realized that this kid is extraordinary."

"Damn it!" Matsushita Kazuya slammed the ground.

"Wait!" Kido suddenly came to his senses, "What do you mean 'Even the president has been defeated'? Is this guy still having an affair with someone else?"

Matsushita Kazuya turned his head, looked at him indifferently, and slowly stretched out three fingers:
"As beautiful as the president."

"There are three more."

"Nani?!!"

"President!"

Shiina Iori didn't react too much.

As a result, as soon as he turned his head, he saw Yuki Terashima's small face almost close to his cheek, raised his head high, and almost kissed him when he turned around.

Fortunately he shut up just in time.

"What are you doing?"

"My feet hurt."

While talking, Terajima Yukura stretched out a long leg on Shiina's waist, and her white and tender feet were tilted, revealing a piece of plastic stuck near the sole of the foot.

Blood trickled down the wound.

The voice was still so flat, without any ups and downs.

It makes people wonder if she really hurts.

The tone is quite strong.

"Take me to the infirmary."

"pain!"

Yuki Terashima seemed to be using an emphatic tone, emphasizing that he was really in pain.

Shiina Iori was taken aback for a moment.

Then, he held up her white and tender little feet.

This piece of plastic is stuck pretty deep.

Luckily it looked clean and no rust.

Looking at the location, it is also far away from the dorsalis pedis artery and hamstring, so there should be no muscle injury, and the amount of bleeding is not large.

As a Li San student, he still has the ability to learn in advance.

"Really, President, don't always do these things that are easily misunderstood."

Shiina Iori muttered softly.

"."

Yuki Terajima ignored him and played dead on his back.

At this time, someone in the crowd seemed to have noticed Shiina and Yuki Terajima's small movements, and pointed to her exposed feet: "Hey, did the minister step on something?"

"It's all bleeding."

"Are you okay?"

The crowd, which was full of gossip and losers just now, suddenly became serious again.

Shino Sano, who had been watching the two in a daze, seemed to wake up suddenly, stood up and ran to Shiina's side, and ran in front of them in a daze, only then did she seem to remember what she was doing here.

Looking past Shiina, he looked at Yuki Terashima, whose head was protruding from his back, and inhaled unconsciously.

She opened her mouth and stammered: "No, are you okay? Xingjiang. The wound is so deep, I, I will go to the infirmary with you!"

As for Shiina Iori, who was carrying Yuki Terashima on her back, it seemed that she didn't know how to deal with it, and she seemed to be selectively ignoring it in her words.

Yuki Terashima rested his chin on Shiina Iori's shoulder, and refused in a muffled voice: "No need."

"I can go with Iori."

Hearing her repeating Iori's name clearly, Sano Shino pursed her lips, her eyes seemed to fall on Shiina's face, and then moved away immediately.

A touch point.

The voice seemed to fade suddenly, and there was some stubborn insistence: "I'm still with you."

"No, Sinon."

Yuki Terashima's voice was flat, with almost no ups and downs.

But the moment he heard these words, Sano Shino's body seemed to recall something unconsciously, as if a switch from instinct had been pressed, and the whole person couldn't help but freeze in place.

The pupils looking at the two suddenly dilated.

His fingertips trembled, but he couldn't move.

Shiina Iori also advised: "It's okay, just bandage it and it will be fine, and I will be back soon."

He thought Shino-senpai was worried about Terashima's foot injury.

"what"

Shino Sano looked at Shiina Iori, opened her mouth in a daze, and then shut it tightly again.

The voice was muffled.

Yuki Terashima turned to look at her, smiling with crooked eyebrows, and even his voice seemed a little softer than usual.

"good."

Hearing this, Sano Shino grinned with an ugly face, as if she was smiling.

"Ah."

Shiina Iori frowned, and glanced at their faces suspiciously, but finally failed to see through the tacit understanding between the two.

To be honest, whenever he encounters such a situation, he would very much hope to get Nagisa-chan's mind-reading skills.

However, even if he was as curious as a cat scratching in his heart, he would not be stupid enough to ask here.

When Shiina left with Terashima on her back, the surrounding melon-eaters chattered again.

Matsushita Kazuya pointed to Sano Shino, and said to Kido next to him:

"See, that's one of them."

"."

Kido Kuranosuke touched his chin: "Otherwise, why don't you find a way to bury him?"

"My minister agrees."

After entering the infirmary, Shiina Iori put Yuki Terashima on the bed, and while rummaging through the cabinet on the side of the desk, asked casually:
"President Terajima and Shino-senpai seem to have a special relationship?"

"Are you a friend?"

"No."

Yuki Terashima sat on the edge of the bed, hanging his injured foot in the air, and there seemed to be some joy in his plain voice.

"there?"

Shiina Iori took out the medicine box from the cabinet, took out the alcohol, cotton swabs, and gauze rolls, and prepared to debride her first:
"Ordinary acquaintance?"

"It's the master."

".Masta?"

Shiina Iori instinctively ignored the original meaning of the word, and repeated it with a confused expression.

"It's the owner."

Yuki Terashima said with a blank expression.

Obviously, the voice was as flat as usual, but Shiina Iori inexplicably heard a hint of playfulness from the unwavering voice.

"She's my 'thing.'"

Shiina Iori choked on this sentence.

Only then did he recall what Sano Shino had said to him before.

【Be my thing】

So, I fell in love hopelessly.
"Oh."

"Is that the case?"

Shiina Iori rubbed the center of her eyebrows, expressing confusion about the somewhat complicated relationship between the couple.

But still understand as much as possible.

The society of this era can even understand all kinds of basic furry, so why is it unacceptable to have a special hobby?

Shiina Iori thought so.

——As long as there is no contact with him.

Loosening his brows, he pulled Yuki Terajima's fair little feet under his hands, pressed both sides of the wound to pull out the hard objects, and then wiped the wound with alcohol cotton for debridement.

The movements are neat and skilled.

Probably because of [medical skills: 16].

Fortunately, Terashima saw that he didn't say a word, so he didn't make a sound, even though the alcohol cotton was inserted into the wound to debride the wound, he still had the same expression.

One can't help but wonder whether her nerve center has properly transmitted the pain to her head.

Shiina Iori squatted in front of the bed, acting seriously.

Just as Qing was writing, he heard Terashima Yuki hook up that tender little foot and put it in front of his face.

Shiina Iori slipped her hand, and raised her head to look at her in confusion: "Does it hurt? Just bear with it, and you'll be fine soon."

As he spoke, he reached out to grab it again.

Terashima Yuki quickly shrank his feet to avoid it, as if he was playing some childish game.

Shiina squatted a little bit sore, and didn't intend to make fun of her, so she called her with some dissatisfaction:

"President."

Before he could say anything, he saw that little foot stretched out in front of him again calmly.

The snow-white arches of the feet are bent to outline a smooth arc, and there are faint streaks of blue under the almost translucent white skin on the insteps. The slender toes are slightly curved, and they seem to be curled up shyly. One piece was trimmed and cleaned.

"Hey, Iori."

Yuki Terajima suddenly called out to him, his exquisite little face tilted slightly condescendingly in the shadow of his eyes, with the same bland expression on his face.

The mouth said incredible things.

"Want to lick?"

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