"Life?"

Shiina Iori repeated it in surprise, not very understanding the jumping process between the two.

As if he had already expected Shiina Iori's reaction, Miss Haruhino slowly breathed, glanced at her with her three-bowed eyes, and asked casually: "Does Shiina Jun know which university Chiho teaches?"

"It seems... Tokyo University of the Arts?"

Because the little fox senior sister mentioned to him that Chiho was in the same school as her, but the grades were different, Shiina Iori still had a vague impression.

“What about professionalism?”

Miss Kasuhina continued to speak.

“…”

Shiina Iori paused for a while and shook her head.

So, Miss Kasuhino, who asked him, showed a helpless smile on her face: "It's the composition department."

Shiina Iori's eyes were slightly raised.

It seems a little surprised.

"You may not know very well, but because I am quite familiar with the Chiho family's parents, I have seen her many times before."

Miss Haruhino said, as if she was trapped in the memories of the past, her voice softly: "Chanho's voice sounds very nice."

"Originally, she was the main force of the vocal club during her junior high school years."

"I used to want to enter the national event before the third grade, but this happened."

"In desperation, I can only turn to the composition direction."

"It's probably because I can't speak. Chiho likes nice voices very much. He told me before that he wanted to write songs that would make her proud on her own."

"But pessimists like me have always been unpopular."

Miss Haruhino's voice was faint, giving people a subtle sense of detachment: "I can only make a few single notes, and I have not learned how to compose music since I was a child, but because of my hobbies, I chose a major that requires foundation and love to support me."

"Even before applying for the major, I persuaded her many times, but she never gave up."

"Stubbornly stick to choice."

"Even though I know that I have no support from my family, and this major requires a lot of money, hard work and time to support me, I still choose to try it out first."

As he said that, Miss Haruhino tilted her head, and a look of weakness and yearning appeared on her pale face:

"Oh."

"Silly."

Shiina Iori listened quietly by the side without saying a word.

Before this, he and Chiho were at most good friends, and they actually didn't have much deeper understanding of each other because of Chiho Aiba's vague sense of defense.

"It's just now that I'm influenced."

Miss Haruhino said, her somewhat sad expression gradually became gloomy, and her tone was a little dissatisfied: "...this kindness is good to others."

Shiina Iori changed the subject a little, "Miss Haruhino, what is your illness?"

"Genetic disease."

Miss Kasuhino doesn't seem to care much: "The immune system disease caused by congenital anemia has been present since childhood, and premature aging is inevitable... It's just that it has begun to become serious in recent years."

While talking, she accidentally tied a thread of her hair.

The long gray hair was wrapped around the fingertips, and there was a little silver color.

Originally, Shiina Iori thought it was a natural hair color, but unexpectedly it was caused by the cause.

Speaking of this, Miss Haruhino looked up slightly: "Let me tell her after you go out later. Even if you add more money to cure this time, it will only allow me to continue to survive for a few more years, and advise her to give up this unrealistic idea."

“Will it be useful?”

Shiina Iori asked a question.

Miss Kasuhino leaned against the head of the bed and stopped talking.

Seeing her like this, Shiina Iori already understood the story of this incident.

Miss Kasumi was so angry that she scolded her loudly because Chiho spent a lot of time and money to treat her this impossible disease, and even blamed herself for delaying Chiho's life.

But it is obvious that Miss Kasugano herself realized that this method was useless.

After a while of silence, Miss Haruhino finally did not answer Shiina Iori's rhetoric question, but just said in a silence:

"You go out."

He paused for a few seconds: "Don't let Chiho in."

Shiina Iori came to this and observed Miss Haruhino's sad and ecstatic gaze for a while. In the end, she didn't say much and got up and left the ward.

......

"Clang."

The door was closed, and the two women outside immediately stood up from the bench in the corridor.

Aiba Chiho looked at Shiina Iori with his hopeful eyes, as if he wanted to hear some good news from him.

But Shiina Iori just spread her hands helplessly: "Miss Haruhino said she wanted to calm down."

“Um…”

Aiba Chiho suddenly lost his eyes and gradually lowered his head.

"But she doesn't seem to hate you."

Upon hearing this, Aoba Chiho couldn't help but be stunned.

Immediately afterwards, I felt Iori's big hands suddenly rub her little head hard, messing up her hair.

“Eh?”

Aiba Chiho immediately hugged his head with a confused look on his face, raised his face in confusion and looked in the direction of Shiina Iori.

It seemed a little confused about why Iori suddenly rubbed her.

Shiina Iori did not answer immediately to help her, but turned her head to look at Ai Takitani who was worried beside her: "Miss Takitani, why don't you go back first?"

"I'll just send Chiho back."

"Also, I'll have something to say to Chiho in a while."

“Eh?!”

Ai Takitani suddenly widened his eyes: "Are I rejected? I obviously asked you to come."

"That's right, it's a private conversation between an orphan man and a widow."

"It's better for Takitani San to avoid it!"

Shiina Iori's tone pretended to be serious, which caused Ai Takitani to roll his eyes.

“Yes ~ Yes ~”

"Then I'll leave first."

Miss Takitani waved at him helplessly.

Although she called Iori over here, she wanted to comfort Chiho, but she was still a little subtle upset when she was about to be driven away.

By the way, before leaving, she gave a few instructions: "You should use snacks, Shizuna."

"Safe."

Shiina Iori replied casually.

When Takitani Ai walked away, he turned his head and looked at Chiho Aoba who had been a little depressed since the beginning.

As if he noticed his gaze, Chiho Aiba also raised his head.

He looked at Shiina Iori in confusion.

Suddenly, he suddenly raised his hand.

"Dong."

"Ahhhhhh!"

The fingertips bounced against Chiho Aiha's smooth forehead, making a crisp and bright sound, causing the girl to make a cute tongue-biting sound, and her little head tilted slightly.

"Hmm!"

It seems that he is extremely puzzled by Shiina Iori's behavior. Aoba Chiho, who was not listless just now, tapped on his phone:

【Iori! Why knock me!?】

【It hurts so much!!!(The little rabbit is angry.jpg)】

Even her cheeks were as bulging as a rabbit on the screen, as if she would bite people without giving her an explanation.

"Because you're stupid."
To be continued...