[Comprehensive] Disaster caused by SMS confession

Reiji Munakata looked at the seat that had been vacant for almost an hour, and frowned slightly, "Although I agreed to let him go out to meet his friends, I probably haven't given him the right to take a vacation."

Awashima Seri on the side kindly explained for Fushimi, "I asked him to take sick leave."

"Sick leave?" Munakata Reisi was stunned for a moment, not understanding the logic of asking for sick leave to meet friends.

"That's right," Seri Awashima nodded, "He collapsed after eating what his friend brought."

She finally added, "It looks like it's in pain."

***

Fushimi Saru Hiko never liked hospitals.Even if people came and went, the icy cold breath from the heels to the top of the head never disappeared, and the strong smell of disinfectant aggravated this point.

After eating Kitagawara's dessert, which was said to be used to make amends, Fushimi Saru Hiko once again felt disgusting in all directions and without dead ends.

"Hang on," Bei Chuanyuan said in his ear, "I'll be there soon."

Among all the people who have tried Xinghei Chuangzhen's magical cuisine, Fushimi Saruhiko is undoubtedly the one who reacted the most.

"You're not allergic to things like peanut butter and sesame seeds, are you?" Kitagawara himself was not unharmed. In his impression, this food was at most so unpalatable that people doubted life, and it would not appear like Fushimi Saru Hiko looked as if he had eaten a dick.

Fushimi Saru Hiko said weakly, "...No, it's just unpalatable...I've never eaten...so...so..."

Bei Chuanyuan immediately covered his mouth, "It's my fault, but you should save your energy now, there are still 50 meters left."

50 meters is changed at other times, just walk around.But it is obvious that today is different from the past. Fushimi Saruhiko has just been abused by squid feet, and now he has basically lost the ability to walk.

Bei Chuanyuan stopped and thought for a while, and felt that this was not the solution.

Fushimi just felt that his head was a little clear, and the next second he felt the wonderful feeling of his feet flying in the air - there were people coming and going in the hospital, and Kitagawara didn't hesitate at all, and directly hugged him.

"...Put me down." Fushimi thought that his face was probably unnecessary.

"Don't worry," Bei Chuanyuan answered irrelevantly, with a very cheerful smile, "My arm strength is very good, and I won't let you fall."

"That's not the problem!"

"Don't move around," Fushimi struggled too hard, and because he was much taller than Kitagawara, Princess Kitagawara's attempt to hug ended in failure.

"So," Kitagawara panted, looking at Fushimi Saruhiko who was panting even more than him beside him, "Why bother? Let me hug you and you won't die."

Fushimi sneered, "Then how about I hug you?"

Bei Chuanyuan glanced at him calmly, "Are you sure you are in this state... you can hug him?"

His palm slapped on the back wall, and the warmth from his arm seemed to spread to his cheek, and Bei Chuanyuan couldn't bear to take a step back.

"Would you like to try it?" His tone was low, half-sarcastic, with obvious malice in every syllable.

I always feel that he is not asking "Should I give you a hug", but asking what time do you plan to die.

Hold back.Bei Chuanyuan told himself that you have already made him twitch with color on his face, if you hit him again, he might really have to be admitted to the intensive care unit.

However, looking at the face that was getting closer and closer, Kitagawara felt his hands tremble more and more, as if attracted by a magnet, he just wanted to hit Fushimi's face.

Fortunately, the doctor who rescued the dying came in time.

"Fighting is forbidden in the hospital," he paused after seeing the wonderful posture of the two people, "flirting is also prohibited in principle."

***

"What did you eat?" The old doctor didn't raise his head, and wrote flamboyantly on the medical record card in a scrawled, doctor-like, magical font that no one could understand except themselves.

As soon as Fushimi recalled that horrible smell, his eyes turned black.Bei Chuanyuan had to be his spokesperson.

"Peanut butter, black sesame, squid silk and honey."

"That shouldn't be a problem, it's just normal food."

"...What if they were burnt together?"

The old doctor stopped writing, and finally looked up at the patient, with some compassion in his eyes, "Do you have any special hobbies?"

"...No, it was just an accident."

"Have you ever had stomach problems before? Regularly or occasionally?"

"Occasionally once or twice," Fushimi replied in a low voice, his head was drooping, and the hair on his forehead was stuck together with sweat, making him look rather pitiful.

"Since you have stomach problems, try not to eat irritating food, especially squid whiskers."

Fushimi Saru Hiko: Even if you don't tell me, I don't plan to touch it again.

The old doctor tore off a piece of paper and handed it over.

"Go and get some medicine, three times a day, just lie down at home for a day."

Kitagawara breathed a sigh of relief, and took the paper for Fushimi.

He read the medicine list very carefully, repeating it word by word, and finally had to admit that he was actually a fake college student, and the endless suffering of the past ten years was completely planted on this simple medicine list.

"Why are you still standing here? If you're waiting for me to heal the wound on his face, it's none of my business."

"Not... that question."

"That means you are sick, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"No, doctor," Bei Chuanyuan handed over the medicine list tremblingly, and said in embarrassment, "I just... I can't understand any of the words on it."

Fushimi glanced at it and lost interest in understanding it.

Since ancient times, medical records have been published in heavenly scriptures, how can people understand heavenly scriptures?

***

Kitagawara kept sending Fushimi to the door of Scepter4's dormitory.

"No matter what I say, I'm still sorry today. I hope Fushimi-kun can also rest well."

When Bei Chuanyuan said these words, he couldn't help feeling some strange feelings in his heart.He and Fushimi were used to targeting each other in high school, and he never thought that one day he would apologize to each other, or even rush up and down for each other.

Such a peaceful relationship had never occurred to me before.Although... this seems to be a short-lived peace brought about by the other party's tragic experience.

"Then I'll go first."

At first, Fushimi didn't look back. First, he was tortured enough, and second, he really didn't know what he was going to say.

He has always been only used to tit for tat with Kitagawara.

stop him.

Even if you don't know what to say, stop him first.

The villain in his head encouraged him not to hide it.

"Wait a moment……"

Fushimi suddenly turned around and grabbed the opponent's hand.

The knuckles are distinct, and the palm is slightly wider than imagined.

"Fushimi-kun," the other party's voice was a little puzzled, he patted the back of his hand reassuringly, "I'm not always so unreasonable, of course I can understand things like asking for sick leave occasionally."

Fushimi Saruhiko froze in place, slowly raised his head like a gear that had forgotten to lubricate, and he saw Munakata Reiji's unusually kind eyes.

"So," Munakata Reiji smiled at him, "you don't have to hold my hand all the time."