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Chapter 51 The Secret of Tachibana Miyuki

Listening to Tachibana Miyuki's words which were dignified yet a little playful, Natsume Yuikawa clearly felt the warmth belonging to this mature and beautiful woman.

"Don't worry, Sister Tachibana, don't you know me well enough? I won't suffer any loss."

Natsume Yuikawa looked at Tachibana Miyuki who was bending over and rummaging through the medicine box.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but I always feel that she looks a little weak. Even though she is wearing comfortable flat shoes, her legs are trembling slightly.

"That's why I'm worried because I know."

Miyuki Tachibana straightened up with one hand on her waist. When she turned around, the other hand was already covered with the necessary medicine and gauze.

"What if someone else wants to retaliate with the same idea?"

Tachibana Miyuki shook her head. She walked slowly to the chair behind Natsume Yuikawa and sat down, and continued:
"There's nothing I can do. I can only promise that this place will always be your warm haven. If you're bullied outside, let me heal your wounds."

As Tachibana Miyuki spoke, she gently cleaned the wound on Natsume Yuikawa's back.

The latter took a breath with a slight cold pain, and he pulled the corner of his mouth and replied gratefully: "Thank you, Sister Tachibana."

"Thank me? What's the point of just saying it?"

Tachibana Miyuki asked back in a reproachful tone, put down the wet towel, and carefully applied medicine to Natsume Yuikawa, and continued: "I will be satisfied if you can make me worry less."

"Okay, then I will definitely satisfy you."

Natsume Yuikawa replied along with her words.

"Ok?"

Tachibana Miyuki uttered a sigh. Normally, this sounded fine, but now it seemed to have another meaning. Not to mention that the thing had not been taken out yet.
Although it has been turned off, the foreign body sensation will not disappear with stillness.

It was fine just now because I was concentrating on applying medicine to Natsume Yuikawa, but now that I thought about it again, and with the sage time over, the feeling of being unable to fill the void became even stronger.

"call"

Looking at the solid arms of Natsume Yuikawa in front of her, which had already begun to take shape, Tachibana Miyuki let out a breath with difficulty.

The hot and humid air blew onto the latter's wound, making Natsume Weichuan feel a little itchy. He twisted his body uncomfortably and asked in confusion, "Sister Tachibana, what's wrong with you?"

There was no response from behind, and the action of applying the medicine also stopped unconsciously.

"Tachibana-sister?"

Natsume Weichuan asked the question a little louder this time. At the same time, he turned his head curiously to see what was happening behind him.

"Hmm? Yes! I'm here!"

Tachibana Miyuki was staring at Natsume Yuikawa's back in a daze. After realizing his intention, she quickly put her hands on his shoulders to stop him from turning his head, and explained in a panic:
"You can't turn around. I'm observing your wound so I can apply targeted medicine. If you turn around, I'll have to start all over again!"

Hearing the nervousness and panic in Tachibana Miyuki's words, Natsume Yuikawa thought she was worried about the application of the medicine, so he didn't think much about it.

I'm just a little confused. It's just a simple scratch. Is it necessary to go to so much trouble?

Seeing that Natsume Yuikawa stopped turning his head, Tachibana Miyuki breathed a sigh of relief.

She dipped the medicine again and applied it bit by bit with one hand.

As for the other hand, he secretly reached into his pocket, and after successfully touching the button according to the location he remembered, his breathing paused for a moment.

If I were caught doing this, I would definitely die.

But
I can't care about that anymore. Tachibana Miyuki swallowed her saliva, then closed her beautiful eyes and pressed her fingers heavily.

"hiss--"

Natsume Weichuan jumped in pain at the sudden increase in force and couldn't help but gasp.

It was quiet behind me, with only the slight sound of clothes rustling.

Under normal circumstances, Tachibana Miyuki would definitely apologize in a panic at the first moment, but now she can't do it.

She bit her lips tightly, trying not to make any sound. Only her flushed face and a layer of fine beads of sweat on her forehead revealed that she was abnormal.

But as long as Natsume Yuikawa doesn't look back, he won't be able to find out.
This was the last straw that broke Tachibana Miyuki's rationality and caused her to do such an impulsive and ridiculous thing.

After a long time, she turned off the button again, and Tachibana Miyuki trembled slightly and adjusted herself, waiting for her breathing cycle to return to normal. She calmly picked up the towel and cleaned up the evidence at the scene.

After cleaning up, she threw the wet towel aside, and a hint of regret immediately appeared in Miyuki Tachibana's eyes.

It's ridiculous to do this while applying medicine to Natsume Yuikawa.
Fortunately, he didn't find out.

Tachibana Miyuki adjusted her sitting position, cleared her throat, and said, "Natsume, the medicine has been applied. In order to prevent the wound from getting infected, it still needs to be bandaged simply. Just bear with it."

Natsume Yuikawa nodded with his back to her.

I can endure the application of medicine, which is more intense due to direct contact, so bandaging is naturally nothing.

However, a prompt appeared in front of his eyes at this moment.

[You are peacefully enjoying the warmth and healing brought by Tachibana Miyuki, but you don't notice that at this holy moment, a dark history happened that was enough for her to remember. But it doesn't matter, everyone has some secrets that cannot be told. Just like now, you are also like her, with something in your pocket that will kill you socially if it is discovered.]

Shocked, Natsume Weichuan noticed the words "also pretending" in the hint.

What's in my pocket.
He subconsciously reached into his pocket and touched the fabric that was soaked with sweat but not completely dry yet, and Natsume Weichuan's heart stopped for a moment.

Could it be that Tachibana Miyuki is also carrying something similar?

Natsume Weichuan was a little concerned. While Tachibana Miyuki was concentrating on bandaging the wound, he quietly lowered his head and looked behind him.

Sure enough, following the same position, he saw a corner of silky black fabric sticking out of Tachibana Miyuki's pocket.

Natsume Weichuan knew that it was a bad thing to forcefully pry into the secrets that others wanted to hide, but if he didn't find out the truth of this matter, it would probably only make him feel upset.

After weighing the pros and cons in his mind, he made a decision immediately.

"It's bandaged, Natsume. You can sit up now."

After completing the final work, Tachibana Miyuki said with a smile without even bothering to wipe the sweat off her face.

"Ah."

Natsume Yuikawa stood up, moved around for a while, looked at her and said, "It doesn't affect normal activities at all. Sister Tachibana's cooking skills are really good. Wait, sister, there seems to be something dirty on your face."

Natsume Weichuan suddenly stared at her profile and said.

"Huh? Where?"

Tachibana Miyuki turned her face from side to front so that Natsume Yuikawa could see it more clearly, but the latter pretended to check while secretly reaching out his hand.

(End of this chapter)