Cohen Laboratory of the University of Tokyo.
"How is it, Professor Yasuda?" Fujinomiya Ningzi asked as she watched Professor Yasuda walk out of the analysis room.
"There's no problem. Our preliminary judgment is that it may be because the water temperature of the swimming pool is relatively low, which stimulates blood circulation." Professor Yasuda said.
Fujinomiya Ningzi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, fortunately it was just a false alarm.
"But to be on the safe side, you'd better not go to the swimming lessons later." Professor Yasuda said, changing the subject.
Fujinomiya Ningzi smiled bitterly, but she also knew that this was indeed the best choice.
I encountered this problem during my first swimming lesson. I was lucky this time because Kato Megumi discovered it in time, but it’s hard to say what will happen next time.
Even if Kato Megumi was willing to continue looking at her, Fujinomiya Ningzi would still feel a little embarrassed.
Today in the swimming pool, Kato Megumi obviously wanted to swim a few laps, but ended up spending most of her time wandering around in the shallow water.
Even if Kato Megumi was willing, Fujinomiya Ningzi didn't want to trouble her again.
"I understand, Professor Yasuda." Fujinomiya Ningzi said.
"If I remember correctly, your medicine is almost running out. Go get some medicine and then go home," said Professor Yasuda.
"Okay." Fujinomiya Ningzi nodded and walked towards the drug synthesis room.
The drugs she is using now are all specially made by Coyne's laboratory.
The reason why they are always called nutritional supplements is that, firstly, Fujinomiya Ningzi does not want too many people to know about her condition, and another reason is that these medicines have not undergone drug review.
If it is discovered by the Drug and Medical Device Technical Review Center, it may cause trouble for Coyne Laboratories, but there will be no such concern if it is called a nutritional supplement.
After taking a month's supply of medicine, Ningzi Fujinomiya walked out of the Tokyo University Coin Laboratory. The family's car was already waiting at the door.
"Miss, please come this way."
A rare woman came out, looked at Fujinomiya Ningzi, and spoke very respectfully.
When Fujinomiya Ningzi saw the other person, she couldn't help but sigh. It seemed that her family had already known about her sudden stress-induced coma in the swimming pool.
However, this is inevitable. After sending Fujinomiya Ningzi to the health room, the swimming class teacher has already communicated with Fujinomiya Ningzi's family.
"Sister Miho, you came here this time because I fainted in the swimming pool." When she walked to the car, Fujinomiya Ningzi asked straight to the point.
"Yes, Miss Ningzi." The woman called Miho spoke directly.
"The master meant that if this incident had not happened, he could still let you do as you please, but since an accident has already happened, it would be better for you to be a little more careful."
"I understand, Sister Miho." Fujinomiya Ningzi couldn't help but smile.
"Professor Yasuda has told me before that I will not go to swimming lessons anymore," said Fujinomiya Ningzi.
"In addition, the master has bought a Don Quijote store near the Shinmachi Apartment and is currently converting it into a swimming pool. It is expected to be completed within half a month."
"If you need, you can go swimming in this swimming pool." Miho said slowly.
Fujinomiya Ningzi couldn't help but smile: "Thank grandpa for me, Sister Miho."
The woman named Miho couldn't help but glance at Fujinomiya Ningzi: "Ms. Ningzi, you are still so easy to talk to."
"Really?" Fujinomiya Ningzi couldn't help but blink slightly.
"Then I will return to Chiba first. Miss Ningzi, remember to replenish your nutrition when you return home."
Miho came and left quickly. After she finished speaking, she walked straight to the Porsche nearby and drove away.
Fujinomiya Ningzi sighed, got back into the car, and said, "Let's go back to the apartment."
……
After dinner and a short rest, Domama placed her cell phone on the coffee table as usual and prepared to start doing sit-ups.
Before I could make a video call to Shirosaki Hana, I saw the strange look on Yushan Kazuto's face.
"Why is that scumbag senior looking at Koumaro?" Doma Mai couldn't help but ask.
"No, nothing?" Yushan Heren waved his hand quickly and walked into the room.
But Doma Mai pouted and turned her head to look in the direction of the room. Then she turned around and made a video call to Shirosaki Hana.
Half a minute later, the video call was finally connected. Tsuchima couldn't help but ask, "Xiaohua, what are you doing? It took you so long to get through."
"Nothing, I was just talking to my mom." said Shirosaki Hana.
Tsuchiya blinked, fixed her phone in place, and then said, "Then I'll get started."
Bai Sakihua's mouth moved, and it was obvious that she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't speak, and just said, "Okay, bury my sister."
Doma Mai nodded with satisfaction and lay down on the sofa. Shirasaki Hana lay in front of the tablet and counted seriously.
"one……"
"two……"
"three……"
Even though doing sit-ups now was not as difficult as it had been at the beginning, listening to the voice of Tsuchimiya, it did not feel any easier at all.
Shirosaki Hana looked at Doma Yui's movements and couldn't help but blink slightly. It was clear that Doma Yui had already completed the bet yesterday, but today Doma Yui actually took the initiative to start doing sit-ups.
Shirasaki Hana was not sure whether Doma Mei had remembered it wrong.
I have developed a habit of exercising actively, but it is not easy to ask Tujian Mai.
……
"Okay, finally, I'm done." After completing fifty sit-ups in a standard manner, Doma Mai said with some relief.
"Then sister Mai, I'll hang up first." Baisaki Hana said obediently.
Doma nodded and stretched, and Shirasaki Hana hung up the phone.
Looking in the direction of Yushan Kazuto's room, Doma Mai suddenly remembered that there seemed to be something wrong with Yushan Kazuto's expression before, and she couldn't help but puff out her cheeks slightly.
[Could the scumbag senior be in the room again, peeking at Komari doing sit-ups? ]
Tsuchiya blinked, stood up lightly, and walked towards the room.
Inside the room, Yushan Kazuto was sitting at the computer, looking at the email from the author of the "Mathematical Annals" that he had practiced before.
The other party solemnly thanked Kazuto Yuyama for his help, and very sincerely invited Kazuto Yuyama to be included in the new article as the first author.
Kazuto Yuyama didn't have any thoughts on this article, but the other party proposed some new ideas in the email, which aroused Kazuto Yuyama's interest.
"Scumbag senior, what are you looking at?"
Seeing that Yushan Kazuto was checking emails, Tsuchima Mai was secretly relieved but also felt a little unhappy, so she went up to him and asked.
Chapter 1640 Didn't your bet end yesterday?
"It's just an email sent by someone else, you can't fail to see it, right?" Yushan Heren said.
Tsuchima Mai couldn't help but puff out her cheeks slightly. Of course, she could see that Yushan Kazuto was reading emails, but she was still a little suspicious about Yushan Kazuto's previous actions.
"When Koumaro was about to do sit-ups, she noticed that the scumbag senior had a strange expression on his face. Can you explain it to Koumaro?" Koumaro snorted, but finally asked directly.
"You're talking about this." Yushan Heren couldn't help but blink.
"Yeah." Tsuchima Mai couldn't help but move closer, her cute little nose almost touching Yushan Kazuto's face.
"Stay away from me, you're all sweaty." Yushan Heren said with disgust.
"Hmph! You scumbag senior, answer Komari's question first!" Tsuchima Mai snorted.
"It's nothing, actually. I was just a little surprised to see you taking the initiative to exercise." Yushan Heren said.
Tsuchiya couldn't help but blink and said, "In the past few days, Komaru has taken the initiative to do several sit-ups!"
She thought that Yushan Kazuto was just surprised because he saw her taking the initiative to call Shirosaki Hana!
"That's the punishment you deserve for losing the bet!" Yushan Heren said.
Tsuchiya blinked her beautiful eyes slightly, and suddenly felt a little unhappy in her heart, but she had no way to refute it, so she could only ask: "Then why is it different today?"
"Don't you know?" Yushan Heren couldn't help but blink.
Doma Mai looked at Yushan Kazuto in a strange way, and could not help but say in dissatisfaction: "Scumbag senior, stop playing tricks on Koumeiro!"
"Didn't your bet end yesterday?" Yushan Heren said.
"It ended yesterday?" Yushan Heren was stunned.
"Didn't it end today? From last Wednesday to this Wednesday!"
"Um...can you calculate it carefully again?" Yushan Heren couldn't help but say.
Tsuchiya was stunned and immediately realized how stupid the mistake she had made was. The definition of a week is from Sunday to Saturday, not Sunday to the next Sunday!
Therefore, the bet that I lost should be from last Wednesday to this Tuesday, not to this Wednesday.
Doma Mai suddenly understood why Yushan Kazuto looked at her with a strange look in his eyes. Even Shirasaki Hana's expression seemed a little subtle.
But at that time, Doma Mei was thinking that she was finally going to be free, so she didn't pay much attention to Shirasaki Hana's appearance. Now when she thinks back, she realizes that Shirasaki Hana's expression is somewhat similar to that of Yushan Kazuto before!
"Since you knew it, why didn't you tell Koumeiro earlier!" said Domama Mai dissatisfiedly.
"I don't know whether you exercise on your own initiative. I can't discourage your enthusiasm for exercise, right?" Yushan Heren said.
Tsuchiya Mai couldn't help but snorted, walked to the bed and fell on it.
I had thought that I was finally free today, having finally paid off my original bet, but I didn't expect that I would have to pay one more day's interest.
"Hey, hey, hey, you're sweating so much, are you just going to lie on the bed?" Yushan Heren couldn't help but say.
"Anyway, the scumbag senior is going to change the quilt this weekend!" Doma Mai wrapped the quilt tighter.
"How did you know?" Yushan Heren couldn't help but blink slightly.
"Mamoru-chan knows!"
Tsuchimiya had figured out Yushan Kazuto's habit of changing his quilt every two weeks.
"You even remember the cycle of changing my quilts, so why don't you remember the time of your bet?" Yushan Heren couldn't help but wonder.
Hearing this, Tsuchiya Mai felt even more aggrieved. Thinking about how she had done an extra day of sit-ups in vain, she felt like the light was almost gone from her eyes.
"Okay, go take a shower quickly! I shouldn't have told you if I had known. Maybe you will continue exercising tomorrow." Yushan Heren said.
"Kosuke is not a fool!" Tsuchima couldn't help but say.
"How can exercising make you stupid?" Yushan Heren asked involuntarily.
Tsuchiya was speechless for a moment, and could only mutter: "Anyway, Yumi-chan won't do sit-ups tomorrow."
"Okay, okay, I won't do it. But can you go take a shower first?" Yushan Heren said.
Tsuchiya Mai couldn't help but crawl out from the quilt, revealing her little face. She looked at Yushan Kazuto with dissatisfaction, then rolled up the quilt, rolled half a circle, and turned her back to Yushan Kazuto.
Yushan Kazuto felt helpless and couldn't help but sigh. He couldn't carry Domama into the bathroom, so he had to continue reading emails.
Listening to the sound of Kazuto Yushan typing on the keyboard, Tsuchima Mai couldn't help but turn around and look at Kazuto Yushan.
However, Yushan Kazuto, who had entered into the working state, seemed to be completely focused and did not notice Tsuchiya Mai's actions at all. Tsuchiya Mai could only puff out her cheeks slightly and lie back on the pillow.
……
"Ah~" Yushan Kazuto stretched.
After sitting in front of the computer screen for so long, he felt like his body was a little rusty.
"Has the scumbag senior finished writing the email?" Tsuchima couldn't help but ask.
"Yeah." Yushan Kazuto nodded.
In fact, during that period of time, Yushan Kazuto not only finished writing the email, but also completed writing an article.
Although it is not a particularly amazing breakthrough, it is still no problem for it to be the finale of the top four magazines.
"Who is this scumbag senior emailing with that takes so long?" Tsuchima Mai couldn't help but ask.
"It's just a mathematics professor
That's all." Yushan and Ren said.
Doma Mai couldn't help but blink slightly. She didn't expect that Yushan and Talent High School's second year could communicate directly with a mathematics professor via email, and they were communicating in English. No wonder the interface was full of mathematical formulas that Doma Mai couldn't understand.
Regardless of the level of that mathematics professor, it is already remarkable that Yushan Kazuto was able to do this.
