Looking at the little feet hooking in front of him, Shiina Iori stretched out her hand and grabbed it.

"Sorry, there is no interest."

"I personally prefer to wear stockings."

"Also, I'm cleaning the wound now. President Sang, please don't move."

As he said, he continued to clean the wound with alcohol cotton, without any fluctuations.

Joke! You haven't washed it.

Shiina Iori's face was expressionless.

But he also knew that about half of this guy with extremely bad interests was playing tricks on him.

There wasn't even a prompt on the panel.

If he really dared to lick it without hesitation, he would probably be kicked out by her - the kind that flew ten meters away.

"Stocks?"

"I remember."

When Terajima heard this, he nodded thoughtfully: "If you wear stockings, you must..."

"No licking!"

Shiina Iori said angrily: "My mouth is only used to do serious things."

"Iori Jun is very upset?"

"Who do you think it's the reason?!"

Yuki Terajima's eyes seemed to sweep around his face with interest, allowing Shiina to hold his little feet, apply medicine to the wound, and then bandage it with gauze in circles.

Suddenly he spoke again: "Iori, my relationship with Sano is a bit strange."

"That kind of thing has nothing to do with the president."

Shiina Io bandaged the wound and did not intend to communicate in-depth with her about this issue.

The relationship between him and Shino Sano is already quite subtle. If you accidentally say too much, you must expose the fact that you rent your boyfriend.

It would be fine if it was said in front of others, for example, Shino Sano - this 27-item pure Sayuri is not dangerous.

But if this guy Terajima knows that he can rent him if he spends money...

‘It’s the owner.’

Unconsciously, the smiling face appeared in his mind when Yuki Terajima just said this.

——That was really bad.

“It’s related.”

When Terajima's voice slows down, it will make people feel a light inspiration of inexplicably calming.

But in Shiina Iori's ears, his movements were paused.

"Didn't Shiina Jun ask? Why don't you like karate and you still have to learn it?"

Shiina Iori felt something wrong when she heard this, and she didn't answer the words. She helped bandage her hands and immediately became a little faster, and she used even harder when wrapping the gauze.

But Yuki Terashima seemed to be stimulated by these slight pains, and suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Shizuna's shoulder.

The sound is gentle, but powerful.

"Iori."

"I......"

"I like to steal other people's things the most."

“It was since I was a kid.”

Her slender fingertips sank into the clothes on Shiina Iori's shoulders.

Like an iron hoop, it doesn't move at all.

"But, only rob those 'bad guys' who dare to resist."

While speaking, Terajima Yuki, who was sitting on the bed, leaned down slowly, and his forehead gradually approached Shiina Iori's forehead.

The bandaged soles fell to the ground.

During the warm breathing and vomiting, you can vaguely smell the fragrance of lavender.

He raised his head and met Yuki Terajima's indifferent and peaceful eyes, which were faintly waving in the depths.

"Between Iori and Sano..."

"Who is the 'bad guy'?"

After bandaging, Shiina Iori let go of her hand and patted Yuki Terashima holding his little hand, with a relaxed tone: "There is no bad guy, Shino and I are just ordinary friends, you are misunderstood by the president."

“From the beginning.”

After all, you are the person she wants to pursue, and it has nothing special to do with me.

Shiina Iori thought so in her heart.

A little relieved.

It turns out that Yuki Terajima has set her sights on me because of this strange hobby.

But, what is a bad guy?

Is it the incident of Shino and I stealing the sun?

"Yeah?"

"Yes."

Shiina Iori agreed casually, reached out and pushed Terajima Yuki's forehead away from the ground, and advised casually: "In addition, whether it is robbery or violence, it is a bad thing."

"President, it's better to stop as soon as possible."

"A person of this big age should not be obsessed with that boring bad guy game anymore, right?"

“Where are the kind of good people and bad people in the world who are like red and green signs marked on the top of the game?”

"Humans are very complex animals, president."

After a brief lecture, Shiina Iori turned around and walked outside.

Although the bandage only took a few minutes, the boring guys outside may now arrange them.

He should go out quickly and draw a clear line with Terajima Yuki.

There are enough scandals on me.

Just as he turned around, his wrist was suddenly captured by Yuki Terashima.

Shiina Iori was completely sucked.

"Yes."

“Humans are very complex animals.”

Listening to Yuki Terajima's voice, Shiina Iori frowned and turned her head.

What caught my eye was the girl's gentle smile under her calm eyes, and her eyebrows and eyes were bent three points.

This seemed to be the first time he saw such a clear smile on Terajima's face.

The girl's voice was still as dull as usual.

"So...that question just now will only determine whether what I do to you next will make me feel deeply guilty."

"Sense of guilt?"

"Crazy--"

Yuki Terashima held Shizuna Iori's five fingers and exerted force suddenly. The force burst out from his seemingly slender arm did not even have the 12 points of Shizuna Iori's muscle force to produce any effective resistance.

Just a seemingly random swing, Shiina smashed her firmly onto the bed.

Just like when she was in the ring before, she easily threw the tall and thin girl to the ground with one hand.

"Bang."

The entire iron frame medical bed was smashed to pieces.

Yuki Terajima turned over and rode on his waist, moving so quickly that he didn't feel like he was injured on his feet.

The look he had to carry on his back was just pretending!

Big liar!

Shiina Iori's eyes widened: "Wait! President."

"Calm down!"

“This is the infirmary.”
To be continued...