Blushing face

  As long as he didn't know her name, even if she suddenly disappeared one day, he could convince himself that everything that had happened, the warmth they had shared, was just an illusion. That way, even when facing an empty house alone again, he wouldn't feel empty and sad because of what he had once had; this was his self-protection mechanism, or perhaps a selfish hypocrisy?

  Is he weak?

  Maybe! But as long as I can have a little more of that feeling, even if it's weak, it doesn't matter.

  ——

  Two days later, the girl's wound had completely healed.

  The last time he took off the bandage for her and was about to put on a new one, Sugimura looked at those two ferocious pink scars and thought his eyes were playing tricks on him several times.

  Who can tell him? The wound that still needed a bandage yesterday is scabbed over today.

  This is unscientific!

  Kōmura slightly bent down the corner of his lips and suddenly lifted his head, but met the girl's pure staring eyes.

  Those eyes had no shyness, no confusion. Only a deep blackness like a thick ink, tightly swirling in the depths of her pupils. What she felt at this moment was probably that her hand holding onto his clothes was sore...

  Koumura only then realized that their current posture was somewhat abnormal... Earlier, in order to change the girl's bandage, he had her sit on the sofa, lift up her clothes and expose the wound wrapped in a bandage. Now, he was squatting in front of her, holding the bandage in his hand, staring at those two pink scars but unable to make a move... Moreover, now if he just slightly lifted his head upwards, he would see the girl's small...

  "Hurry up and put your clothes down!" Yukimura stood at attention with a brush. His delicate face suddenly turned bright red, even his ears were slightly flushed.

  What is he doing now? Kōmura rubbed his temples in annoyance, feeling a bit of a headache.

  ...watched for 8 days, and even helped her change clothes during that time. Now his face is red with embarrassment! How shameless can he be?!

  He wiped his face with his hand, turned around and thought he really had nothing to be ashamed of. After all, he hadn't seen anything just now, right? But when he turned his head, he saw the girl's expressionless face, and suddenly felt like his brain was going to smoke again!

  Good heavens! What's wrong with him?

  The girl's reaction to him also seemed inexplicable.

  She put down her clothes, stood up and saw that he had just turned his face around again, couldn't help but feel a little hurt. "What's wrong with you? Your face is so red..."

  Koumura felt his face grew even redder...

  "It's nothing, just feeling a bit warm..." He said with a gentle smile. As he spoke, he walked over and opened the window.

  The cool spring breeze blew into the room, and Yukimura took a deep breath, suddenly feeling much cooler and more refreshed. The flush on his face also disappeared.

  He thought he was finally normal again.

  Blushing and all that, it really does affect a person's IQ. Turning around, he saw the girl still standing in her original position, her black eyes still looking at him, with a puzzled and confused light in them.

  ...Being stared at by her like this, he felt his heartbeat seemed to skip a beat, and suddenly became somewhat tense.