Is it hungry?

  Fortunately, heaven does not cut off a man's road, after rummaging through boxes and cabinets for half a day, he still found a pacifier.

  Although the medicine that was already prepared has gone cold and can't be drunk, it's no big deal to just brew another packet with milk. Anyway, there are plenty of medicines at Uncle Kawashima's place, so we don't have to worry about running out.

  Kōmura washed the pacifier clean and then carefully disinfected it with hot water.

  The dose is not much, and after diluting it with warm boiled water, there's only one spoonful, which is just enough for a pacifier.

  He stuffed the pacifier into her mouth, and slowly poured that spoonful of medicine in, a little at a time. Fortunately, the girl was still unconscious now, otherwise drinking like this while lying down would actually be quite uncomfortable.

  After a few seconds, it was finally fed. The medicine also swallowed, did not spill out, can be said to be a great success.

  She took out the pacifier and placed it along with the spoon on one side, and her lips hung a few drops of medicine.

  Kōmura pulled out a tissue and gently wiped the corners of her mouth. But suddenly, he felt a sharp pain, and his head, which had been quietly resting on the pillow, suddenly lifted up. Before he could react, her previously closed mouth was now biting down hard on his wrist. He was startled, and looked at her with a puzzled expression, to find that she was staring back at him with wide eyes. Her deep, dark eyes still held no guard, as if this reaction was just a conditioned reflex.

  It's just like the story of "The Farmer and the Snake". He is the farmer who did a good deed but was killed, and this child is the ungrateful snake.

  Koumura let out a light sigh, raised his eyes and met her gaze. Darkness, it was indeed the same darkness as before, even though she was looking at him now, and gazing back at him, but in those eyes, even he was black.

  "Relax your mouth?" He spoke in a soft and gentle voice, like the sound of a mountain spring, which disappeared without a trace in just one second.

  He exerted force in his hand, trying to pull it back, but she bit even harder, a bloody smell overflowing between her teeth and lips, blood trickling down from the corner of her mouth.

  This is going to be a problem... I guess I'll have to go see Uncle Kawashima and get it bandaged later.

  Koumura had a headache, he naturally knew that the child in front of him was probably no more than 10 years old, younger than him. However, he was only 12 years old and being treated like this made him really angry, wanting to shout at her: "I'm the one who saved you! Without me, you wouldn't be here, how could you be so ungrateful?"

  But as he looked up at her eyes, those eyes seemed to hold nothing, as if she had merely bitten his wrist out of instinctive reaction. He couldn't muster any anger and the words he wanted to say got stuck in his throat.

  "Are you hungry?" he asked softly, in the same tone as when he used to comfort his younger sister Akane. If not for being on guard, he would have started thinking of reasons why she was doing this.

  "Open your mouth, okay? My hand isn't food. If you're hungry, I'll cook some millet porridge for you to eat."

  Her teeth loosened a bit, but she still didn't open her mouth. Kosuke was somewhat distressed, his eyes slightly averted, when he suddenly discovered that the white shirt on her chest had been stained red again, apparently due to the recent movement pulling at the wound on her abdomen, and blood flowed out once more.

  "Be good, relax. Your blood is flowing out again, if you don't rebandage it properly this time, you'll really die!"