However, just as Wu Yi was watching with great interest, Chabashi Sae suddenly stopped what he was doing, raised his head with a stern face and looked over at him expressionlessly.
"What are you looking at?"
"Oh, it's nothing. I just saw that the teacher's face seemed to be bitten by a mosquito, and it's a little red here." Wu Yi pointed to the side of his cheek in a very emotionally intelligent way.
"Mosquito?"
Chabashira Sae was stunned at first, then nodded slightly as if thinking about something.
"Indeed, the weather has started to get hotter in the past few days."
"..."
It’s over, it’s really a contrast of cuteness.
Wu Yixin thought that what he had just said was nonsensical enough.
Not to mention that this is the fifth floor, the fact that there are mosquitoes on an artificial island is already outrageous.
Chabashira Sae's answer was even more important. He said that the weather in early April has already become hot.
Given his level of innocence, if he really has this intention, he would probably have a child by next spring.
After a while, when his cheeks were no longer hot and his mind had calmed down a little, Chabashira Sae spoke while sewing.
"Also, I almost forgot to mention that this can actually be considered a criminal case. In theory, it cannot be handled by the student union itself. If you want to handle it, you must report it to the school, which means you have to report it to me."
"Well, this is not necessary."
Wu Yi seemed to have expected her to say that and refused lightly.
"If he had reported it, he would have been fired right away. Plus, since he was a minor, he wouldn't have to bear any legal responsibility. That's not going to be a good thing. And I've already prepared a fate for him that matches his status."
"Really……"
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Ah, there are always those days every month when I get stuck... (despair)
Volume 348: Chapter I can't let my girlfriend be a widow
After all, it was just an emergency and a series of accidental factors such as not wanting to attract attention, so he came here to treat his wounds. Naturally, it is impossible to trigger some mysterious bond plot right away.
At least, it's impossible now.
So after stitching the wound and bandaging it, Wu Yi left directly.
The school staff dormitory building is some distance away from the second-year dormitory building.
When Wu Yi returned to her dormitory, a white-haired loli in the room had already prepared dinner and was sitting at the table, like a little wife waiting for her husband to come home.
The table was filled with disposable lunch boxes printed with the school's logo, indicating that they were from the school's own restaurant. In addition to some home-cooked dishes, there was even a serving of candied red dates... and a pot of pigeon soup.
"Red dates are fine, they can replenish blood, but why is there pigeon soup?"
After Wu Yi changed into slippers at the entrance, she walked to the table, took a look and couldn't help but gasp.
"Any questions?"
Arisu Sakayanagi tilted his head.
"Not only is pigeon soup delicious, but it can also help to relieve itching while you recover from your injury, isn't that good?"
"..."
Not good, not good at all.
Wu Yixin said.
Of course he knew that pigeon soup could suppress itching during wound recovery, and that many hospitals would recommend pigeon soup as a medicinal diet to patients who had just undergone surgery, but the problem was that he drank too much of it.
When he was a child, almost every time he suffered an injury that required a little time to recover, his dear mother - Aunt Yasha as Sakayanagi Arisu called her - would stew pigeon soup for him, and he would drink it over and over, month after month, year after year.
To the point where I got so sick of it that I didn't want to drink any more.
For Wu Yi, he would rather feel itchy and painful than drink pigeon soup.
I could still shamelessly refuse the one made by my mother, but the problem was that it was ordered by my girlfriend... Never mind, I had no choice but to drink it.
"That's it, it's okay."
It was definitely impossible to say that he liked someone against his will, so Wu Yi had no choice but to give a vague explanation.
Seeing this, Arisu Sakayanagi also pursed his lips, seeming to be happy to see him suffer a setback.
Then a very critical question was raised.
"What about your arm? Is it okay?"
"It's OK for now. There's no problem with daily use. But in order to recover as quickly as possible, it's definitely impossible to use it at full capacity in the near future."
Wu Yi said this and moved his arms to demonstrate.
Although he could feel a slight pulling sensation at the stitches under the bandage as his arm moved, this was completely negligible to him.
And it was unknown what Arisu Sakayanagi was thinking of. He was stunned for a moment and then fell into a brief silence, muttering to himself.
"That's it..."
"What do you mean by 'like this'?"
Wu Yi glanced at her sideways, and before Sakayanagi Arisu could react, he suddenly leaned over without warning, picked up the girl, and said with a smile.
"Don't worry, if it's just this level it's still pretty easy, you see."
"You...watch your hands! Put me down now!"
Sakayanagi Arisu was made anxious, angry and amused by him.
I was anxious and angry because this guy just acted like that despite having an injured arm and a bandage on it. As for why it was funny... well, everyone understands.
"You're still thinking about that kind of thing when your arm is already cut. Besides, I won't run away. I'll do it after it's completely healed... Isn't that okay?!"
"That won't do. I can't let my girlfriend be a widow no matter what." Wu Yi argued.
"How long can you rest and recover? What do you mean by living a life of widowhood..."
Hearing this seemingly righteous rebuttal, Sakayanagi Arisu was really amused. She no longer cared about her usual lady-like image in front of other people and reached out to hit someone on the head.
Just as the little hand was about to wave down, it was blocked by a light bulb above Wu Yi's head that lit up in time.
"Oh, or there is another way, without using arms."
"...What do you want to say?"
Facing Sakayanagi Arisu's questioning gaze, Wu Yi moved a little closer and whispered a few words into his ear.
Then, two alluring blushes quickly appeared on the silver-haired girl's delicate cheeks, making Sakayanagi Arisu reveal an unprecedented cute expression of shame, anger and a little bit of gnashing of teeth.
"You, you just won't stay quiet for a few days, right?"
"What does it matter? I haven't tried it yet."
Wu Yi looked very happy.
And Arisu Sakayanagi had an expression as if he wanted to rush up and bite him twice.
"No, I won't do it. At least not today!"
"So that means it will be ready tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow it all depends on your recovery. Anyway, you should just have a good rest today!"
"Then you will definitely be well recovered tomorrow~"
Wu Yi argued confidently.
"By the way, since it's already confirmed for tomorrow, why not preview it today? Just once?"
"...Didn't I just say that it's not possible today?"
Sakayanagi Arisu wanted to raise his hand to hit his head again.
Wu Yi said confidently: "It's okay, I don't need to use my hands. Besides, this little injury is nothing, it's just once."
"No."
"just one time."
"No."
"just one time."
"...Okay, just once then."
After several rounds of tug-of-war, Sakayanagi Arisu was unable to convince Wu Yi, so she had no choice but to compromise.
She emphasized it again.
"Just once then?"
"Yeah, just once."
……
……
As we all know, what happens once usually turns into countless times.
That night, Arisu Sakayanagi had probably pre-expended the amount of exercise needed for the entire next year.
Time passed quickly and it was the next day.
When the early morning sunlight shone into the room through the curtains, when most people were still hurriedly getting up, changing clothes and washing up, Wu Yi had already returned from a stroll outside, holding a plastic bag with some things in it.
I swiped the door open with the access card and walked into the room. In the slightly hazy morning light, Arisu Sakayanagi was curled up lazily in the quilt. He hadn't fully woken up yet, and his bright silver hair had become a little messy after a night's sleep.
Hearing the noise coming from the entrance, the silver-haired girl raised her head slightly in a daze and opened one eye to look. After seeing that it was Wu Yi, she immediately lay down again with peace of mind.
"I'll get you some replacement clothes~"
After placing Sakayanagi Arisu's clean underwear in the plastic bag together with her dormitory access card on the desk, Wu Yi returned to the bed and sat down. He half-lying down, leaned over and gently hugged the girl in the quilt through the quilt.
"If you're sleepy, why don't you take a day off today?"
"Hmm~ (shakes head)"
Sakayanagi Arisu instinctively wrapped his arms around Wu Yi's neck and hugged her, murmuring in a confused and coquettish manner. When he spoke again, his tone was much clearer.
"If it were any other time, I'd be willing to do it, but I can't do it these days. I'd better wait until the special exam is over before I rest."
"You're so dedicated." Wu Yi teased, "Then should I pick you up and put on your clothes?"
"Um……"
After responding, Arisu Sakayanagi thought for a moment and added another sentence.
"Watch your arms."
Volume 349: Chapter : It is better to make a mistake than not dare to do it well
After spending the morning taking cultural courses, which were said to have become more difficult since entering the second grade but seemed just so-so to Wu Yi, the wonderful lunch break came quietly.
In the second-grade Class A classroom, Wu Yi, who was located in the corner, sat sideways on his seat with his back against the window wall, his right arm resting on the outside of the chair back and hanging naturally. The midday sun shone through the window onto his back, making him feel quite warm.
He held the phone in his left hand, operated it, opened OAA, and glanced at the number on the top.
- 63.
It has been over a week since the cross-grade team exams were announced.
As of last Friday, a total of 55 pairs of partners had been successfully matched, most of which were from Class B, while the other classes were almost all watching and competing openly and secretly, and only a few were actually matched with partners.
Logically speaking, a new week should see a surge in new partners.
However, it does not.
Including the two days of the weekend after Friday and yesterday, Monday, there were only less than ten new pairs of partners.
Obviously, the price war between Class C and Class D has entered a fierce stage.
Currently, all the members of Class 2-B have formed partnerships, and Classes C and D have been in a state of bidding against each other, just like participating in an auction.
The first-year students with high academic ability are the items for auction in this auction.
The auction item naturally does not care how high a price it can be sold for, but it is a different story when the auction item and the seller are the same person.
The fierce price war among the second graders has caused an atmosphere of bargaining among the first graders. After all, neither Class C nor Class D are ranked high, so it doesn't matter which class you team up with or who you sell favors to.
