man in tokyo, professional boyfriend

Chapter 499 [498] Nothing Happened

Hospital bed.

Miss Kasugano, who was also wearing a hospital gown, sat up straight from the bed at this moment, and looked at the girl in front of her.

And Miss Aiba Chiho sat on the chair with the same serious attitude, her legs close together.

That look is more formal than the entrance interview.

Looking at the serious looks of the two, it looks like the doctor in charge is having a conversation with a terminally ill patient.

However, the doctor who was wearing a hospital gown at this time made her look a little awkward.

Ms. Kasugano didn't think too much, she just stared at Chiho carefully for a while, and then said:

"Read it with me."

"sunflower."

"Binaba."

"blue."

"Ah Chi Lee."

"Iori."

"Iori."

Ms. Kasugano's brows frowned immediately, but quickly relaxed, and continued:

"Iori?"

"Iori."

Saying this word, Chiho's face turned red involuntarily, but she still raised her phone seriously to ask.

[Miss Kasugano, does this mean that my condition has improved? 】

The expression of the mouthless girl was filled with the word 'hope'.

Although he never mentions it on weekdays, and seems to not care about his inability to speak in his life, in fact Chiho still cares.

I care very much.

"No."

However, as soon as Ms. Kasugano opened her mouth, she gave Chiho a slap in the face, casually lowered her head and wrote something in the medical record book, and said casually: "It's just a change from bipolar disorder to Iori disorder, it hasn't changed much. "

"Eh?"

Chiho's eyes widened in bewilderment, but she couldn't understand.

[What is Iori Obstacle? 】

"It's 'a mental disorder that only your Iori-kun can cure'."

Ms. Kasugano raised a finger and said a nonsensical joke with a serious expression.

It's actually not funny at all.

Chiho blinked, and tried seriously to smile in response, but her expression was very stiff.

Ms. Kasugano seemed a little annoyed, but it was difficult to show a very rich expression to express the concept of 'anger' on her indifferent face, so her palm-sized face puffed up slightly and turned to the side.

Then, Miss Chiho laughed sincerely.

But it's a pity that there is no way to make Ms. Kasugano change her mind by laughing at this time, she said a little unhappy:
"All in all, there has been a breakthrough."

"The next process is to adapt slowly."

【Really? ! 】

Aiba Chiho held up the phone.

This time, instead of carefully trying to cover her face with her mobile phone as usual, she almost threw herself in front of Ms. Kasugano.

However, he was firmly blocked when he was only a foot away from her.

Ms. Kasugano stretched out her fingers, pressed against Chiho's chest where the murder weapon was hidden, and pushed her back to the original place little by little.

Then he turned around, leaned his elbows on the head of the bed, put his palms against his chin, and said in a nonchalant tone: "Yes, yes~ Really."

"Besides, the profession of a psychiatrist is really tasteless."

"Obviously, I have worked hard to deal with the problem that has not been alleviated much for several years, but a random man can solve it cleanly and neatly."

"Ah~ a young girl in love."

"Tsk."

Listening to the molesting tone in the yin and yang, Aiba Chiho's small face turned red, and she waved her hands in a panic, as if trying to stop Miss Kasugano's voice from flying out of the ground, But it failed quickly.

【It's not just a random man! 】

[And Ms. Kasugano's job is not worthless! 】

Ms. Kasugano squinted at her, as if reciting some spell, and repeated a word slowly and slowly:
"I~Weaving~"

"Ugh-"

Aiba Chiho immediately fell to the ground as if under a magic spell, rolling continuously, as if it was extremely difficult to even get up.

Ms. Kasugano finally showed a playful smile on her always indifferent face.

Like a bad boy who has pulled off a prank.

"So, what are you going to do next?"

When Miss Chiho, who could only pronounce a few words accurately, gradually got up, Miss Kasugano continued to ask questions casually.

Hearing this, Aiba Chiho couldn't help but sit still.

As if hesitating.

But after a long pause, he still held up the phone firmly.

[Miss Kasugano. 】

【I seem to like Iori-kun. 】

"what?"

On the contrary, Ms. Kasugano looked at her with some doubts: "Isn't that something that was decided a long time ago?"

【certainly not! 】

"Yes Yes."

Seeing her look about to die of shame, Ms. Kasugano waved her hands helplessly: "And then?"

【Then.】

Halfway through writing, Aiba Chiho's fingertips paused on the phone screen, as if hesitating what to do next.

[I kind of want to confess to him. 】

Ms. Kasugano finally looked at her with a weird look, and she seemed to be very cautious and said something tentative:

"Chiho."

"Ok?"

"Do you know how many ways there are to love? Where are children born from?"

"???"

Aiba Chiho suddenly raised her head to look at her with a look of astonishment.

Then he reacted immediately.

[Of course I know that kind of thing! 】

[It's not a child anymore. 】

"Then you should do something that an adult should do." Ms. Kasugano's tone became even more disgusting.

"Go for it if you like it, don't hesitate."

"Anyway, I think Iori-kun is also the kind of guy who doesn't refuse anyone."

While speaking, Ms. Kasugano's eyes flickered again, and she didn't know which old friend she was thinking of.

[However. I rejected his confession several times before. 】

Aiba Chiho finally spoke out the hidden worries in her heart, her expression couldn't help being a little melancholy, and the fingertips holding the phone kept buckling in the cracks of the phone case.

【Will I also be rejected by Iori? 】

When she said this, Miss Chiho pursed her lips slightly.

"That's not your problem."

Ms. Kasugano has no sympathy for Chiho's plight, and even adds insult to injury.

Chiho didn't say much, but just looked down at the phone.

Looking at the screen of the mobile phone that vaguely reflected her face, she seemed to have returned to that day, staring blankly at the figure of Shiina Yiori who threw herself in front of her.

Some fuzzy, but the image is very clear.

"Iori."

She whispered the only word she could pronounce correctly every time.

Only this time, when she uttered the word, a somewhat blurred picture appeared in her mind.

It seemed to be in one night, as if in Iori-kun's ward.

And on the big bed in the ward, someone seems to be moving?

"?"

The moment the warm and soft touch was attached to the hand, Shiina Iori's whole body seemed to be electrified, and she couldn't help but stiffen a bit.

When he was walking outside the ward just now, he had already confirmed that Sinon and the others had left.

Logically speaking, no one should enter his ward at this time.

"."

After the body squeezed onto the bed from behind him, Shiina Iori's body was involuntarily pushed out a bit.

However, he still pretended to be asleep and kept breathing slowly.

The person behind him hugged his arm first, hanging almost half of his body on him.

Then, she gradually began to stretch her arms around his waist.

During the whole process, he was careful not to touch his injured back.

Therefore, Iori also obediently pretended not to be disturbed.

Until, the back of the neck was blown by the cool breath.

"You're awake, aren't you?"

In an instant, Iori couldn't stop shaking.

He turned around abruptly.

However, just halfway through the movement of turning around on the bed, one hand was tightly bound by a slender hand like an iron hoop, unable to move at all.

The woman behind him turned around, turned around like a frightened bird, and sat astride him.

looked down at him.

He was so domineering that he didn't even have the slightest desire to resist.

Taking advantage of the moonlight peeking in from the window, Shiina Iori squinted slightly, and saw clearly the face that usually had no expression on it, but was so beautiful that it was not like ordinary people.

Yuki Terashima was the only one who could break in here without a sound.

The moment she turned over, Shiina Iori's face suddenly looked like a coherent PPT, with continuous and uninterrupted expressions such as sleepiness, haze, surprise, puzzlement, and doubt. All the expressions that must be performed after waking up.

However, Terashima Yuki remained unmoved, quietly looking down at him.

"I just watched you go out for a walk."

"."

The expression on Shiina Iori's face froze.

Fortunately, this kind of straightforward character does not mean that there is anything wrong, but it often makes people like him who have a lot of dramas difficult to get off the stage.

But immediately afterwards, he thought of a way to break the situation, and the expression on his face was slightly wrinkled:

"hiss."

"I, the wound on my back is not healed yet."

"You get up first and then talk."

This time, Xing Lianli didn't bother to talk to him.

Holding a strand of hair hanging down in his hands, he quietly looked at Yizhi with the light reflected from the window.

".Feel sorry."

After a long silence, the first thing he said was an apology.

Only Iori noticed.

Xing's voice seemed to tremble a little.

Hearing her words, Shiina Iori was stunned for a moment, and then smiled relievedly on her face: "I thought you were going to say something, that kind of thing didn't happen by chance, and I'm not blaming you. Besides, you Or take it from me first"

"I thought Iori was really dead."

Yuki Terashima seemed not to have heard his words at all, just talking to himself.

Shiina Iori gradually lowered her voice and looked at her quietly.

The girl who has never expressed any expression, is self-disciplined and persistent like a robot, always wants to do everything as good as possible, but this time her eyes are red.

Even the strength of the hands holding down his wrists and shoulders became much stronger unconsciously, and his voice couldn't stop trembling.

"I left the venue at that time, and the bodyguards sent to you were thrown away, and no one knew where they were."

"I can only track your location."

"I don't think anything will happen."

"result."

"Just a little."

Listening to Yuki Terashima's voice trembling with worry, and feeling the big tears falling on his face, Shiina Iori couldn't tell what emotion he was feeling at this moment.

The extremely contrasting tears even made him a little unresponsive for a while.

Does luck also shed tears?
He thought so.

But after that, he remembered the system prompt he saw during the day.

【fear】

Regardless of ten years of self-disciplined life or constant self-breakthrough, Yuki Terashima never seems to slack off.

Seeing others as scourges and beasts is content.

Be strong and be yourself.

However, such Yuki Terashima was so scared because of the "almost" that day that he clung to him like a child, with tears streaming down his face and his voice trembling.

Shiina Iori couldn't tell what the feeling that sprouted from the bottom of his heart was called, but felt that his heart was also tightly clenched.

He hesitated for half a second, then smiled helplessly.

He slightly raised his hand, wiped away the big teardrops on Xing's face, and smiled calmly:

"I'm fine."

"It will be fine in the future."

"Relax."

His voice was soft and gentle, as if comforting a frightened child.

"Ah."

Terashima Yuki also responded in a low voice, his voice was a little hoarse: "In the future, I will not let this kind of regretful situation happen again."

"Uh-huh?"

Shiina Iori was about to agree, but suddenly felt that something was not right.

Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly felt that the quilt had been lifted by the other party.

The heavy mattress in the ward creaked, and the shelf underneath made a harsh begging sound as if it couldn't support it.

"Wait, Xing! My injury is still not healed!"

"It's not good"

Before he could finish speaking, his mouth was heavily blocked.

This time, her movements were no longer as light as usual, just to satisfy her greed, but so heavy that it was difficult for Yizhi to even breathe.

Shiina Iori's struggling is so weak in front of Yuki Terashima that she is as vulnerable as a girl resisting, which only adds to the fun.

"Ward! This is the ward!"

"At least lock the door first"

"It's locked, and the monitoring is turned off."

"Goo."

Even if she accidentally took time off, Shiina Iori's sporadic shouts were completely ignored by Xing.

In the dark room, there was a rustling sound for a while, and then it was suddenly quiet.

After that, there was a slight movement in the room.

However, because this is one of the advanced intensive care units of Sidao Hospital, the sound insulation is much better than many high-end apartments.

Even though there was only one door, there was not even a little sound coming out.

It was as quiet as if nothing happened.

'Ward 1109? '

Walking along the hospital corridor to the ward where Iori was, Aiba Chiho looked at the phone with a hesitant expression.

I am still thinking about the scene that suddenly appeared in my mind yesterday when I was chanting Iori's name.

Although I was sure in my heart that this was probably a sudden fantasy of my own, there was always some unspeakable uneasiness in my heart.

I thought about it in bed, and finally decided to come and have a look.

'Should be all right? '

Chiho stood in front of Iori's ward, muttering in her heart.

"Crench."

He twisted the doorknob in his hand.

Not twisted.

"Eh?"

Looking at the perfectly sealed door, the mouthless girl had a puzzled expression.

Iori-kun, are you already asleep?

　Oh, I am full attendance! BYZGR
　　
　
(End of this chapter)