Emiri understood that Yukiya had just helped her treat her leg cramps.
Her heart was now filled with guilt.
Especially when her gaze shifted slightly.
When she saw Yukiya's shoulder.
The guilt in her heart simply overflowed.
That was where she had bitten him.
Yukiya had come to help her, even if the process was a bit chaotic, she shouldn't have injured him.
"I..."
Emiri wanted to apologize.
But the words caught in her throat.
This is what a tsundere with a conflicted heart is like.
"Alright, I'm leaving now."
Yukiya didn't wait for Emiri to gather her courage, he waved his hand and left directly.
Seeing Yukiya leave.
Emiri opened her mouth, but ultimately said nothing.
‘That self-willed guy!’
Her heart was now filled with bitterness.
"Why is Yukiya still on the field?"
Kito Uta's words caught Emiri's attention.
"What are you talking about, Kito? Aren't we doing the physical fitness test?"
Facing Emiri's confusion.
Kito pointed to the field.
"But, the outdoor events for the boys are long over. Look at the field, where are the boys?"
Emiri looked around.
There were only a few scattered girls, running on the track.
At this moment, Emiri's heart felt as if a piece was missing.
That feeling could not be described with words.
"Zawamura, are you alright? Want some water... ah, where's the water?"
Seeing Emiri's state, Kito tried to comfort her.
However, Emiri just shook her head and stared blankly at the track.
So, that guy, was he specifically watching over her on the field?
Did that guy, realize she was forcing herself for a good score?
Tears welled up in her eyes again.
Because there were other people around, Emiri desperately tried not to cry.
Come to think of it.
That guy, called her Emiri just now.
‘Emiri has leg cramps, come help me…’
That's what he said.
In a hurry, he ignored everything else and called her Emiri.
Emiri pressed her hand against her chest.
The emotion of ‘I need to do something’ spread through her chest.
"Kito, can you accompany me to the infirmary?"
On the other side.
Yukiya quickly returned to the edge of the field.
Kato Megumi had apparently been waiting for him for a long time.
"Yukiya, where were you just now..."
Kato Megumi's inquiry was soft, but her words stopped halfway.
"Ah, sorry, something came up. Anyway, want some water?"
Yukiya handed her the water he had brought back.
But Kato Megumi didn't respond.
Following Kato Megumi's gaze, Yukiya looked at his shoulder.
"Ah, this. There was a little accident... anyway, it's nothing serious."
Yukiya tried to explain.
But being stared at by Kato Megumi, he inexplicably felt a bit guilty.
Although Kato Megumi's expression hadn't changed.
But Yukiya felt that her usually calm, pale eyes were unusually sharp at this moment.
She glared at Yukiya for a while.
Kato Megumi grabbed the hem of Yukiya's shirt and pulled him off the field.
"Come with me, I have a medical kit in my bag in the classroom."
"But, what about Kato's 800-meter race?"
"That kind of thing, just fill in a random number on the form. No one will notice anyway."
"That... could it be that Kato is angry?"
"I don't know what you're talking about."
Definitely angry.
Realizing this.
Yukiya obediently let Kato Megumi pull him back to the classroom.
The classroom was empty.
Pressed down by Kato Megumi on her seat.
Yukiya watched as this girl, from her backpack, took out a small white medical kit.
"Take off your shirt."
Her voice was soft, but with an unusual weight.
Yukiya really wanted to ask Kato Megumi ‘aren't you embarrassed?’
But under the girl's stern gaze, he still obediently took off his shirt.
Underneath the boy's sportswear, was a rather athletic physique.
It was mostly impossible to tell while wearing a white shirt.
But now that it was truly off, the chiseled lines were presented before her.
After all, Yukiya had been continuously exercising for over a year now.
While there weren't any exaggerated muscles, he had a refreshing, handsome physique that met popular aesthetics.
The kind that looks skinny in clothes but muscular without them.
Kato Megumi paused, finding it hard to look away.
Although looking at the physical fitness data, she could guess a bit.
But seeing it for real, it was really...
Beneath Kato Megumi's wavy hair, her small ears turned slightly red.
The atmosphere in the classroom became a bit ambiguous.
"So impressive..."
After a small exclamation, Kato Megumi forced herself to move her gaze to his shoulder.
She took out alcohol and cotton swabs from the medical kit.
"It might sting a bit, bear with it." Saying so, Kato Megumi began cleaning the bloodstains on Yukiya's shoulder.
After wiping away most of the bloodstains with alcohol.
The wound on his shoulder finally appeared.
It was four small holes.
The wounds weren't deep.
It looked like it had been scratched by a cat's sharp teeth.
Looking at the wound.
Kato Megumi looked puzzled.
Yukiya awkwardly smiled.
Fortunately, Kato Megumi didn't press further.
After disinfecting, she applied a hemostatic medicine, and finally bandaged it with a band-aid.
"Oh, thanks for the help, Kato. As a reward, want to touch it?"
Yukiya pointed to his abs.
His intention was to break the slightly awkward atmosphere with a joke.
But...
"Ah, can I? I won't be polite then."
Kato Megumi said so, because she was looking down, so Yukiya couldn't see her expression.
The girl stretched out her small hand, reaching for Yukiya's abs.
How to put it?
Both parties felt a powerful touch, their hearts beating a little faster.
A muffled sound suddenly came from the classroom door.
Both of them were startled.