Chapter 62

Qingshan Li clutched his right arm and walked out of the baseball field.

"Nagami-san, you can stop here, I can go to the infirmary myself."

The baseball club's female manager hurriedly said: "It's fine, Classmate Aoyama, I know the nearest route from the baseball field to the infirmary!"

"It's fine, it's fine, this humble one is also very familiar with the infirmary."

"Classmate Aoyama got injured in the baseball club; as the baseball club manager, I have the obligation to go with you and confirm your injury."

"Really, it's fine, look." Qingshan Li showed her his clenched right hand.

Although there were spasms of pain he couldn't help but feel, he assumed he could endure them and didn't reveal it.

Mikami Ai sighed at the side.

"Nagami Na-san," she spoke, "could you replace him and apologize to the tennis club? I'm here for him."

"This..."

"Nagami-san, please, I'm really worried about the tennis club's female members!" Qingshan Li hurriedly added a combo.

"Then, okay."

Nagami Na jogged toward the tennis court, her short skirt swaying, safety shorts occasionally visible.

Honestly, safety shorts showing doesn't look good; of course, mistaking safety shorts for underwear is another matter entirely.

"Wonder if the tennis club people are okay." Because Mikami Ai was staring at him, Qingshan Li pretended to look at the tennis court.

Caring too much about girls in tennis skirts also seems off.

The tennis club people were fine, because they were laughing and heading to the baseball field to return the ball.

The infirmary wasn't far, they arrived very quickly.

"You again." Kuze Oto, possessing a robot-like beauty, nodded at Qingshan Li.

"Mhm, yes." Qingshan Li was a bit embarrassed, actually he didn't care at heart.

He had long since set the infirmary as a respawn point; is appearing at the respawn point often shameful?

"What happened?" Kuze Oto looked at his arm.

"Playing baseball, swung the bat too hard."

Kuze Oto put her hands on him, pressing here and there: "How does this feel?"

"No feeling."

"How about this?"

"Ah~ ah~ ah!"

Kuze Oto had him assume a different pose.

"Make the range a bit larger."

"A bit, a bit can't take it anymore, Teacher!"

"Endure it, switch to another pose."

Kuze Oto sat down and said: "It's fine, no need for X-rays, just in case, come to the infirmary every day at noon this week."

"Teacher, can I ask for leave this afternoon? Just stay in the infirmary." Qingshan Li said.

Kuze Oto's calm beautiful eyes sized him up and asked: "Did your head get hit?"

"."

"Not hit by a baseball, but dizzy from love." Mikami Ai glanced at Qingshan Li.

Already said, the one who likes you is the system.

"Psychological counseling can also come to me." Kuze Oto said, "Classmate Aoyama, you perhaps really have psychological problems."

"Why?!"

Mikami Ai at the side nodded in agreement.

"Generally speaking, no one plays baseball and beats themselves up like you, completely not caring about their body."

". I have reasons I have to do this." Qingshan Li said.

Mikami Ai glanced at him again.

Qingshan Li felt that 'he likes Mikami Ai' was like a car that took the wrong expressway; clearly on the wrong road, yet can only continue forward, and speed can't even slow down.

"Stay in the infirmary this afternoon then."

Qingshan Li raised his head; Kuze Oto was typing at the computer, should be writing him a leave slip.

"Thank you, Teacher!" Qingshan Li stood up and bowed.

Whether studying or giving himself massage treatment, the infirmary is more convenient than the classroom.

"Go to the bed yourself, I already told your Class Monitor." Kuze Oto said.

Qingshan Li arrived at his familiar bed; Mikami Ai followed behind, the two just like a game party in an old-school game.

"What exactly do you want to discuss with me?" Mikami Ai asked.

Qingshan Li pulled the privacy curtain shut first.

"It's like this," he said, "if my older sister and younger sister ask, can you say the person I traded with is you?"

"Why?" Mikami Ai crossed her arms and leaned on the window sill; outside was a clear blue April sky, her black hair floating slightly.

"Miyase Yaeko and our family have a bit of hmm— saying 'too much of a festival' is excessive, should be a bit of a knot; in short, a relationship of not wanting to associate with her and not wanting to owe her a favor."

Mikami Ai gazed at Qingshan Li.

". What?" Being scrutinized like this, it was still the first time for Qingshan Li.

"Miyase Yaeko is the person your family absolutely doesn't want to owe a favor to?"

"Can't say 'absolutely' either."

"Then why hide the trade matter from your older sister and younger sister?"

"To make them feel a little more at ease."

"So," Mikami Ai's gaze held even more distance, "you clearly know doing this will make them feel uncomfortable, even to the point of hiding it from them, you still want to make a deal with Miyase Yaeko, just to get the money as soon as possible?"

Qingshan Li could explain, saying it was for Ono Mika's final high school life.

But with his current image, explaining would only be taken as covering up and quibbling.

Besides, he didn't really like Mikami Ai anyway, so cooling off their relationship didn't matter.

Before there was no choice, the system acted up, and he needed something from her, but now there was another, better reason — he strained a muscle playing baseball.

"Yes." He nodded.

Mikami Ai's gaze no longer held the flavor of scrutiny.

"I'll keep it secret." She said, "From today on, you don't need to come to the Athens Philosophy Research Club anymore, just take a picture of the manuscript with your mobile phone and send it to me."

Mikami Ai left the wall, walked out the curtain, her footsteps gradually disappearing in the preparatory bell.

When the preparatory bell ended, her footsteps were also gone.

"Headache." Qingshan Li remembered he hadn't brought his textbooks.

The curtain was suddenly pulled open, Kuze Oto appeared before him.

"Teacher?!" Qingshan Li was startled, "Why were there no footsteps?!"

"The preparatory bell." Kuze Oto said.

". That's true."

However, generally speaking, being able to immediately think of the preparatory bell covering the footsteps is also impressive.

"Teacher, is something the matter?"

"You can't be alone right now." Kuze Oto said.

". Why?" Qingshan Li was puzzled.

He was still preparing to review the morning's lessons in his head, or secretly get a massage.

"I graduated from Tokyo University, have clinical psychologist certifications from multiple countries, alright, take off your upper clothes entirely."

"Wait, Teacher, wait, I understand now why I can't be alone, but I don't understand why I have to take off my clothes?"

"The best way to treat a broken heart is to start a new romance, I can't be your lover, but I can treat your strained arm, you can take the opportunity to let your imagination run wild, treating the pain of heartbreak."

"Heartbreak?!" Qingshan Li was even more confused!

"Take it off."

". Alright."

No choice, the psychologist said he had a broken heart, so he definitely had a broken heart.

One minute later.

"Ah!!!"

Qingshan Li was completely unable to let his imagination run wild, Kuze Oto was really treating the strain!

"Teacher," he said panting, "do you usually, also, treat other students, like this?"

"No." Kuze Oto deployed ruthless methods with a poker face, "Would get reported for seducing a student."

"Then me. Hiss. is okay?"

"Someone like Classmate Aoyama who isn't afraid of pain won't tell on me. I'm going to use force."

"Ah——"

Through this incident, Qingshan Li discovered a secret, the infirmary's soundproofing is very good.

Kuze Oto said it herself, and he personally experimented.

(Chapter End)