Honestly, can't those guys do something about their nosiness...?
With her face still red and her steps unsteady, I walked beside Kuonji as we headed to the infirmary. I wonder which kind of redness this is? Is her cold really not cured yet...?
“Kuonji, are you okay?”
“...Eh? About what?”
“Your face is still red. If it’s tough, wouldn’t it be better to contact your family and have them pick you up?”
“I-I’m fine. I’m fine, really. This is because of Rion...”
Perhaps remembering what happened earlier, she looked down and moved slightly away from me. It makes me feel awkward when her face is that red. I wonder what Ryuguuin told her.
Keeping a close but respectful distance, we went down the stairs and arrived at the infirmary.
“Excuse me. Sensei... isn’t here?”
The health committee members aren't here either. It can't be helped...
“Kuonji, lie down on the bed.”
“...Mm...”
Whoa, her face is even redder than before. Anyway, I need to put a cooling sheet on her quickly.
After letting Kuonji lie down on the bed, I pulled the blanket up to her shoulders and placed a thermometer by her pillow.
“I’ll close the curtains, so take your temperature. Call me when you’re done.”
“I understand...”
Maybe because of the fever, her voice lacked energy. She was like this when I went to visit her too; did her cold really relapse...?
I took out a cooling sheet and some common over-the-counter antipyretics from the glass cabinet. But—
[Suppository]
What the hell are they keeping in here!?
“Sanada...”
“Eh!? O-Oh!”
For now, I put the suppository on the desk.
I opened the curtain and went inside. When I took the thermometer, it read ‘37.4 degrees.’ Her fever isn't as high as it looks; it’s barely a slight fever.
“With this much, just rest for a bit and see how it goes. Here, cooling sheet.”
“Nyah. It’s cold...”
“Just bear with it.”
“Muu.”
She glared at me with dissatisfied eyes. But when she touched the cooling sheet, her lips relaxed into a slight, happy smile.
“...Sanada.”
“What is it?”
“...I just wanted to call your name.”
“What’s that about?”
She chuckled as she pulled the blanket up to her mouth, staring at me with a gaze full of heat. Somehow, her face seems to be getting even redder. It really looks like her temperature is rising.
“W-Wait here. I’ll go look for some medicine.”
“............”
“...Kuonji?”
“...Zzz... *suuu*... *spiii*...”
She... she’s asleep. So it really was tough for her. Honestly, this girl... how much does she hate showing her weak side in front of me?
“Trust me a little more, you dummy.”
I still have some time, so I’ll stay here for a bit...
“What are you doing?”
“!?”
A sudden voice. Turning around in a panic, I saw Sanzenin-sensei looking back and forth between me and Kuonji.
“...I don't approve of impure boy-girl relationships in the infirmary.”
She just dropped a massive bomb.
“N-No, you've got it wrong! Kuonji seemed to still have a fever, so I was just accompanying her.”
“Oh, is that so? I thought for sure you were taking advantage of the fact that no one was around to enjoy yourself.”
“A teacher shouldn't be saying things like that.”
“Then let's keep it a secret between us.”
She put her index finger to her lips and winked. My cheeks involuntarily grew hot. This person is a beauty, after all.
“...Why are you here, Sensei? Are you hurt?”
“No. I heard from Ryuguuin-san that Kuonji-san went to the infirmary, so I came to check on her.”
“Eh, then what was the point of that exchange just now?”
“Just a little playfulness.”
Damn, she did it on purpose.
“Kuonji-san, how is her fever?”
“It's 37.4 degrees. I think she's already been to the hospital, so I haven't given her any medicine.”
“I see. We'll watch her for an hour, and if she's not doing better, I'll take her home. For now, let's let her sleep peacefully.”
“Right.”
Closing the curtain, Sanzenin-sensei took out a pen to write a note... then stopped.
“Sensei, what's wrong?”
“...Sanada-kun. I don't think it's right to force this on a girl of her age.”
She pointed at the desk with a look of pure disgust. What was there... was the suppository.
“N-No! That was just by chance! I just happened to find it, I didn't do anything!”
“I'm joking. It's unopened, after all.”
“...You have quite a personality.”
“Don't I?”
“I wasn't complimenting you.”
“...Well then, I'll leave the rest to you.”
“Yes. The chime for homeroom will ring soon, so go back.”
I greeted the teacher and left the infirmary. ...Somehow, I'm unusually tired even though I didn't do anything... I'm the one who wants to go home, seriously.
I had various thoughts, but I let out a small sigh as if to vent them and headed back to the classroom.