"All right?"
"I'm fine. There's nothing wrong with my bones."
"……sorry"
Cecilia dropped her shoulders while disinfecting Oscar's arm.
It was about 30 minutes before Oscar injured her.
Bernard had already been taken to another location by Jade and Gilbert, and Cecilia and Dante had been assigned to treat Oscars in the health room. The arm bitten over the clothes was bloody but slightly injured, and there wasn't much that could be done. At best, it should only be disinfected and protected with gauze and bandages to keep bacteria out of the wound. Moreover, this also has a strong coping therapy meaning until Mordred awakens. If he wakes up, he will heal immediately.
By the way, Dante had disappeared. "I heard Emily's story and had a little idea," and then went out, but Cecilia thought that it was going to happen. When the Oscar was injured, it was so desperate that it seemed like a minor injury.
Modered, stunned by Huey, slept quietly in the bed behind them. I can't find any of them who would have carried him.
So there was only Cecilia and Oscar in the health room, and Maudred sleeping.
"I'm really sorry. I just couldn't escape ..."
"So you're saying you're fine?-Don't apologize many times. I'll be fine if you're safe."
"Yeah, thank you, Oscar."
Cecilia, while depressed, continues to work harder than ever. She's devastating, but she's not clumsy. And all of these treatments are slammed into Hans.
"Speaking of which, I was thinking about listening."
"What?"
In response to Oscar's voice, Cecilia looks back, keeping her gaze on her bandaged arm.
"Is it lately that Dr. Mordred was following up on this?"
"e?"
In response to an unexpected question, Cecilia looks away from her arm and looks at the Oscar. He looked up and his cheeks turned red, and why did he stare at her.
"Yes.
"Haaaaaa"
When Cecilia nodded without knowing what was, Oscar sighed as she exhaled all the air from her lungs. And slobbers.
"What's wrong?"
"No, it was good,"
"what?"
"……nothing"
When you look in, you are turned away. Perhaps something was wrong.
(On the Oscar route, there should have been no events in the health room.)
Well, it doesn't seem angry, so don't worry. In recent years, the gap between the game and the flow of talk has been so great that the experience of the game is often not helpful in life.
Cecilia continues treatment. He suddenly noticed something and turned his face up.
"Hey. This is the opposite of the previous one."
"Reverse?"
"Hey, at the forest school! I've got Oscar to treat my cheeks, right?"
He pointed at his right cheek. This is where the cutting board fragments flew and were damaged. It was not an exaggeration to say that the two people at that time were still in such a relationship that they could talk in a harmonious way, and that the events at that time shortened the distance between them.
Oscar laughs unexpectedly.
"Oh, that's right."
"Oscars of those days were scary."
"Really?"
"Yeah! Eyes were hung up in this way!" Let's see Cecilia! "" Is it possible to set up a schedule? "
"That's right ..."
In one word, “Once I was bothered,” Oscar looks as if someone had beaten the pigeon tail.
"It's a good memory right now! Speaking of which, I haven't said that recently."
"Such that?"
"How to see Cecilia?"
Although not as often as before, he once said once a week even before going to the cottage, "Let's meet Cecilia now." Cecilia was a little worried why he stopped saying that because he felt comfortable.
"Ah, maybe! Because we met again at the cottage, were you satisfied with that?"
"That's not the case ... I just don't need to meet again."
For some reason, he said so. Cecilia's questions deepen.
"'You don't need to meet me'?" That means that you have a situation where you can easily break your engagement?
"Hah? Discard Engagement !? Why is it?"
Oscar's eyes are wide open.
"Well, because Oscar wanted to manage his relationship with Cecilia because he wanted to break his engagement with ease."
"Huh !?"
He shrugs at his angry voice.
"Well, wait a minute. I can't swallow.
"Um, you like Lean, Oscar, right? So, like this ... to fit in a variety of rounds ..."
"What?"
Oscar's cheeks are tight. He looks at Cecilia, as if looking at something incredible.
Oscar holds his head down, perhaps with a headache.
"Why do I like her or that kind of story?"
"Um ........... intuition?
I can't help talking about previous life or games, so I answer that. Then he opened his eyes further and replied with a trembling voice, "Kan?"
Cecilia turns his head on Oscar's reaction, which he did not expect.
"Maybe you're giving up lean now?"
"Why was it a bit like before?"
"is it wrong?"
Oscar does not answer anything and rubs the wrinkles between her eyebrows. After a long silence, he said with a tired face:
"I don't like lean ..."
"Huh? Why?"
"Why is there an impression of" why? "
Oscar makes a low voice with a really disgusting face. Cecilia was confused by his expression.
(Maybe this world is different to the minimum condition of "Oscar loves lean!")
It is hard.
Oscar has a favorite person apart from Lean. If Cecilia had unknowingly hurt her, then Cecilia or Cecilia would be in line with BADEND.
He himself is the number one flag of Cecilia BADEND.
(Everything is here! I have to find out who likes Oscar !!)
"Well, who is the favorite person of Oscar?"
Instead of listening and examining around, listening directly was her strength and weakness.
"... Who is ..."
"I'm an Oscar friend! I'll support you! Who is it?"
"..."
Oscar's complexion is bad. Or rather, I feel a little angry.
"Oh, I understand! Did you just say" I don't need to meet you? "-That is, a Duke woman whose rank is equal to that of the Silvie family? right!"
"..."
"That's Sonia Virus, isn't she? She's beautiful-"
"No!"
Oscar stands up, feeling unbearable. The shock caused the seated chair to make a noise and fall down. The bandage will also be removed.
"Ah! Bandage!"
"I don't like Sonia!"
"Well, then ..."
"I like you, you know it!"
"……What?"
Time has stopped.
Cecilia rumored the previous conversation many times in her head. She concluded after about three minutes of chewing the meaning of the conversation.
"Again, a joke--"
"I am not joking!"
Three minutes of reflection are denied for only 0.1 seconds.
When Cecilia looked up at the Oscar, his face was still bright red. Looking at his face, he really knows.
(This is a serious guy ...?)
Finally his words came in, and my cheeks became hot.
"Um, you like Oscars ... me?"
Asking to make sure, Oscar only says "Oh" in a quiet voice.
And again silence wrapped them.
(What …… Speaking ……)
This situation is not expected.
As Cecilia set, Oscar suddenly began to scratch his head.
"Oh oh yeah! I'm out!"
"Hey? Hey!"
"I can do it myself! Don't worry, I'll get you a treatment when my teacher wakes up!"
He simply left the health room.
Looking down on his back, Cecilia held his head.
"What should I do……"
(Oscar likes "Cecil" ...?)
The past events run around my head and turn into embarrassment.
"Oscar, did you like a man?"
There was no one here on that tweet right now.