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"Miss!" She shouted out the other party's honorific title.

"Miss Hoshino Hitomi——!!!" Even the other party's name was called out with all his might, the other party's footsteps still going away.

Shenmuyao began to struggle, and she felt an invisible force restraining her.

Although this force did not bind her hands or pull her ankles, even so, she still kicked with her hands and feet in vain.

Until the back disappears completely, until the dream wakes up.

"Miss——!!!"

The moment I opened my eyes, I saw a clean and tidy ceiling. The smell of medicinal water poured into the dry nasal cavity, followed by a burst of intense pain from all over the body.

Hoshino Hitomi, who made her think day by day and night dreamer, sat beside her hospital bed, holding an apple in her left hand and a knife in her right hand. The half-cut peel hung in the air in a crooked manner, white to a bit overly pretty. His face showed the appearance of the protagonist of a film and television series who lost her husband or wife or son in a car accident.

The eyebrows were tangled until they were twisted together, as if something surprised her a little.

"...Are you OK?"

"amount..."

Shenmu Yao, who was staring at her with wide eyes like a woman with a brain problem, couldn't help but blush. After all, she still maintains a posture with one hand reaching the ceiling above.

She could even imagine the Erkang face she had made unconsciously just now when she woke up from a coma.

"That... big... big lady... are you always there?"

Shenmu Haru, who had fallen into a fascinating embarrassment, asked pretentiously. Depending on the situation, she seemed to want to use a way of changing the subject to dilute what she had just made unconsciously. It must have been seen by her own Miss Hitomi Clearly move.

"It's not always the same. I went to Ukraine yesterday and cleaned up the group of neo-Nazi bastards who attacked the ball a few days ago. It is a revenge for you."

"This... this way~"

There was also a somewhat weak Shenmu Haruka in her voice, echoing Hoshino Hitomi who gave the answer, and in this weak echoing voice, she couldn't help but bring a bit of unnoticeable loss.

Because she learned from Hitomi Hoshino's answer that it turned out that Hitomi Hoshino didn't stay by her bedside all the time during the time she was in a coma.

Maybe this is the kind of selfishness a woman has.

Knowing that my eldest lady has never really regarded herself, or that she has never really put anyone in her eyes with love, or Shen Muyao thought so self-deprecating in her heart.

She suddenly discovered that she used to be able to pretend to be a natural idiot in front of anyone, but now she can’t face the elementary school girl who is peeling an apple for her, as she used to be a idiot and pervert. He made a mindless slut face.

"Do you like me, right?" Hitomi Hoshino, who started to cut the apple in his hand again, asked suddenly.

And when she asked without warning, she immediately surprised the girl who was still lying on the bed in the double embarrassment of weakness and embarrassment after being injured!

"That...no! I didn't..."

"Nothing?"

"amount..."

"No! Wrong! There is..."

"What's the matter?"

"Have..."

Continuous inquiries without any facial expressions, this kind of way of speaking like she was teasing the girl with a serious appearance could not help but make the past careless, like an artificially mentally retarded Miss Shenmu Yao's brain completely lost. An unprecedented chaos!

She looked at Hitomi Hoshino, who was lowering her head and peeling an apple, without a glance at her. The whole girl began to hesitate, even because of her panic, she couldn't help but affect the wound on her body, and she couldn't help being there. More than 90% of the women's pretty faces in Japan showed a bit of pain and grinning.

"Big...Miss is a fool!"

"If I were an idiot, I wouldn't ask you this now."

Cut the sliced ​​apple into pieces and put it on the prepared dinner plate, then took out a toothpick from the toothpick box placed on the medical bedside table next to it, and then inserted a piece of the cut apple After that, he handed it to the girl's mouth with a blushing face on the bed, while Hitomi Hoshino shifted his gaze to the girl's blushing pretty face.

"Open your mouth."

"..."

"Don't open your mouth and be careful. I deduct your salary this month."

"...Ah."

"...Let's talk, why do you have such an idea?"

Seeing the girl successfully ate the apple she handed over into her mouth, Hitomi Hoshino, who placed the toothpick in the dinner plate aside, used the tone of a psychiatrist when he was treating a patient, and looked towards the patient blankly The girl asked.

And after receiving the inquiry from Hitomi Hoshino, she just smashed the apple in her mouth with difficulty, and then the girl who swallowed hard in the state of physical weakness couldn't help but start under the gaze of her little master, that straight-hearted gaze. Unconsciously became dodge.

"You...what are you asking?"

"Do you still want to pretend to be stupid with me? I said you~ My life is my life, can't you be honest with me?"

"..." The girl was silent.

In the silence, Hitomi Hoshino, who didn't leave any affection for the other girl, continued to ask the girl as if she would not give up until she figured it out.

"When did it start?"

"Can...can you not answer this shameful question?"

"What's the shame? Besides, I'm the kind of person who likes to spread out everything. If you don't tell me clearly, I will be very upset in my heart, you know?

Of course, you don’t have to say it. When you want to tell me again in the future, I guess I won’t give you an opportunity like today."

"...The guy named Huashanyuan Qiuzi is right."

"Oh? What did she tell you?"

"demon..."

Looking at the opponent's small, bitter eyes, Hitomi Hoshino got up, and then made a turn and want to leave with a look that he didn't want to talk to the girl anymore.

However, just when she had just turned around and started to take a step, she discovered that in the conversation just now, her skirt had been caught by the girl before she could even spot it. I don't know when a small hand that stretched out the quilt was firmly grasped.

"...It's not like you, perverted Yao."

"...Before being a pervert, I was a girl." The girl turned her head shyly.

Hoshino Hitomi, who looked at the girl's appearance, still asked with that attitude that didn't consider the girl's mood at all.

"When did it start?"

"Maybe...it was early in the morning when you were rescued from the mercenary for the first time..."