Want to lick it?

"Where did you get hurt?"

Naoki looked at Furuhashi.

Furuhashi shook his head gently, "It's okay, Asakawa-san, don't worry."

"Hmm." Asumi pushed the glasses that weren't on the bridge of his nose, lifted his chin, there was still a blush and trace of taste on his face, and said with a smile that wasn't a smile, "If you really care about Fumino-chan, even if we don't say it, you should be able to figure it out, right?"

Naoki looked at Asumi: "A detective game?"

"Wrong answer, zero points." Asumi just announced the score and she said disdainfully, "Fumino-chan is injured, and you're still playing detective games, so I won't give you any points."

Shut up! You disguised as Detective Conan are not qualified to say this!

"Sorry, I have found the truth."

Naoki wore a serious expression and turned to look at Furuhashi's right leg.

When he had been sneakily observing from the gap in the door earlier, he had already discovered Furuhashi's abnormality– only one pair of stockings was worn, and the other one was missing.

After being delayed for about 10 minutes in the bathroom, Furuhashi had already tidied up his skirt and shirt, not even a single crease, so there was no reason not to wear his stockings.

"Fumino-chan's feet are really white, right?"

Asumi's voice suddenly sounded charming to the ears.

Naoki subconsciously said, "It really is white."

Especially when one leg is wearing stockings and the other is not, the feet are close together, and the right leg without stockings is even more delicate and white, dazzling under the light.

"Want to lick?"

Asumi's teasing voice sounded again.

Naoki almost said yes, but luckily, at the last moment, he curbed the chasm and left no lingering integrity.

"A-Asumi-senpai!" Furuhashi's embarrassed voice suddenly sounded, "What are you talking about!"

Licking feet, that kind of thing is too embarrassing!

"Men are all perverts, absolutely no exception." Asumi looked at Naoki with a trashy look and said disdainfully, "Kouhai-kun doesn't deny it, it's a tacit agreement!"

Naoki said firmly:

"I express my refusal in silence."

"It's too late to deny now, you foot-loving pervert!"

Furuhashi's face slightly blushed, seeing Naoki still staring at his feet, she turned his face red and hid his feet.

"Talk about business." Naoki changed the subject, "Strained leg?"

"Not sprained." Furuhashi shook his head. "While I was brewing coffee, the utensil suddenly broke and accidentally burned my leg."

Naoki suddenly frowned, and looked carefully, and sure enough, he saw the abnormally dark red skin on Furuhashi's feet.

"Asakawa-san, don't worry." Furuhashi waved his hand, with his usual bright smile on his face, "Asumi senpai asked me to take emergency measures, wash it with cold water for a while, and apply some ointment for me, it's fine now."

"Who said there was no problem?" Asumi sighed, "The burn is actually very troublesome, if the finger is injured, it hurts a little and bleeds a little, and it's almost enough to sleep. Burns are a constant pain, at least for a few days…"

Asumi said from the professional point of view of a doctor: "Even though we did emergency treatment in time and there were no blisters, the pain must be inevitable… Does it still hurt now?"

Furuhashi suddenly stopped talking.

To be honest, the scalded part does hurt, and it hasn't stopped.

"It's true that there is still some pain, but it's no big deal." Furuhashi suppressed his bright smile and said softly, "Thanks to Asumi senpai, otherwise it would have been more serious than now."

"Anyway, you have a good rest at home these two days." Asumi took out a box of sprays and handed it to Furuhashi, "It's a maintenance spray, spray it once in the morning and evening, don't forget."

Furuhashi nodded and said, "Thank you, senpai."

"You're welcome." Asumi waved his hand and turned his face away, "As a senpai, it is my negligence of duty to let you contact the coffee maker this early…"

Naoki stood beside her, silently listening without saying a word.

Burns are very difficult to treat, but relatively easy for the average person to treat, and can be done within minutes.

Turning to look at Furuhashi just looking up.

Four eyes facing each other.

The two of them seemed to be thinking about it together.

Naoki asked with his eyes: "Or now..."

"Not." Furuhashi calmly shook his head and replied with his eyes, "Let's go home."

"It's dark." Asumi turned to look out the window, the orange sunset had disappeared, and night fell quietly, "I will cook and have dinner together in the evening."

"I won't eat." Furuhashi said quickly, "I'm a little tired today, I want to go back to rest early."

She was simply pushed to the ground and licked, even if the misunderstanding had been resolved, it was impossible to assume that nothing had happened.

"...In that case, okay." Asumi didn't hold back, and she was a little embarrassed. Even though he was possessed by the cat girl, his consciousness was still clear. Now she could still remember herself rubbing against Furuhashi. Very fragrant, but also very embarrassing, "Next time have time to eat together."

Down to the bottom.

Asumi's father who was wearing a white coat was still at the clinic, but unfortunately no patients came.

"Uncle, good night."

Furuhashi stepped forward to say goodbye politely.

Asumi's father nodded in agreement, explained the precautions for burns in detail, then looked at Naoki and said:

"Naoki, will you have a drink with me tonight?"

"Eh?"

Furuhashi was slightly surprised, with a surprised expression on his face.

Actually calling out a first name, Asumi-senpai's father seems familiar with Asakawa-san?

"Father, what nonsense are you talking about." Asumi quickly interrupted, "This fellow is not yet 20 years old, what kind of wine can he drink?"

As she spoke, she looked at Naoki, she waved his hand and said, "Hurry up and leave."

"Goodbye, uncle." Naoki bowed and said goodbye, then looked at the little demon senpai and said, "I'll be back."

"Hmph, hurry up, I will be annoyed when I see you."

...

Get out of the clinic.

A heat wave is coming.

Even though the sun was setting, the temperature didn't drop much, the scorching heat of more than 30 degrees made people sweat profusely in no time.

"Huh..." Furuhashi turned his head to look, "Asakawa-san, shall we eat outside before we head back?"

Naoki shook his head and said:

"Go buy ingredients, then come back and cook yourself."

"Eh?"

Naoki lowered his head and said, "You can't eat because of the pain in my leg, right?"

"It's too much." Furuhashi complained. "You think it's possible to turn pain into appetite, and eat a little more than usual."

Naoki raised his eyebrows and said quietly:

"Then if you eat less than usual, promise me a wish?"

Furuhashi turned his face away: "...let's go home first."