Natsume-kun just wants to live

Chapter 157
"The King's order is absolute."

Natsume Zehei handed back the lottery, "I would like to accept the bet."

"hateful--"

'Knock knock! '

There was a knock on the door in the corridor, Natsume Zehei got up and opened the door, and the waiter brought dessert.

This is a dessert similar to double skin milk, which is served in a transparent bowl with a milky white liquid on the surface.

Natsume Zehei took his bowl and didn't drink it.

Something too cold is not good for the stomach.

Yumi Sato took a sip and his eyes lit up, before finishing the drink quickly.

"Let's start the next round." Natsume Zehei noticed her empty bowl and put it back in the dining car.

"Who will the king be—"

Draw lots, draw lots.

"."

Yumi Sato turned her eyes to Natsume again.The latter looked at the redness at the end and was a little surprised.

"Coincidentally, it's me again."

"You bastard, why are you so lucky!" Takatomi Yamato said resentfully.

Sato Yumi glanced at the bamboo stick, feeling a little chilly in her heart.

"It won't hit me."

"Then number one and"

The corner of Sato Yumi's mouth twitched, and she stared sideways at Natsume, her eyes flickering.

Natsume Zehei glanced at her sideways.

"I made a mistake, there is only number one. No one is allowed to go out in the afternoon, and can only stay in the room. At the same time, the king quits the game."

"You did it on purpose!" Sato Yumi gritted his teeth in anger.

"I don't know."

The old god Natsume Zeping was there, "After all, I don't know who is number one."

"Hey—so cunning, Natsume actually quit!" Takatomi Yamato said.

"There's nothing in the rules saying you can't."

"hateful."

Yumi Sato turned the bamboo stick over to reveal the numbers on it.

'number one'

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Natsume Zehei recovered from the state of immersion.

The white gauze curtains in the bedroom were blown up by the wind, and the warm air came in through the gaps, blowing his forehead hair.Natsume Zehei, who was sitting at the table, looked back, the sky outside the window was exceptionally clear, the blue sky without clouds seemed to have been washed clean by heavy rain.

The seaside city welcomes the smell of summer — booze, or rather, a hangover.

The smell of alcohol filled the room, yet it was silent, like the tranquility after indulgence in a midnight bar, lingering in the silence after a bit of excitement.

Natsume Zehei glanced down at the floor. Scattered beer bottles were stacked in piles, and some unfinished liquid flowed out along the mouth of the cup and stained the tatami.

Their king game turned into a punishment game over time. One or two of them drank a little too much. Fortunately, they didn't buy much beer, and they didn't continue to play after drinking. Now they all go back to their rooms, or Is to rest or go out to play.

Natsume Zehei walked lightly towards the window, opened the window and smelled the unique fresh air by the sea.

He stared out of the window for a long time, the sea in his memory was gray, buried deep in the gray of sadness from the bottom of his heart, thinking about it carefully, he hadn’t seen the sea since his parents passed away, so everything seemed so dim.

"Well--"

Slight footsteps came from behind, Natsume Zehei raised his head slightly, and looked at the girl behind him with the light reflected from the window.

Her movements were light, step by step as if she was probing, like a seasoned hunter, holding up a shotgun and waiting for a chance to kill with one blow.

But the hunter planted green onions today, and she stepped on the scattered bottles on the ground before she succeeded in sneak attacking, and fell down on the floor making a loud noise.

"pain"

Yumi Sato clutched her forehead, curled up her knees and rolled on the ground.

"what are you doing?"

Natsume Ze turned back slowly, looking at Yumi Sato on the ground in a daze.There was a little rosiness on her white and tender forehead, and a small bump was visible to the naked eye.

Perhaps because of drinking some wine, her face was as red as her forehead
"It's nothing. Just come in to say hello." Yumi Sato rolled on the ground a few times, tears streaming down her face.

"Oh what a weird way you say hello."

Natsume Zehei held back the smile in his heart, bent down to hold her hand, and pulled Sato Yumi up from the ground.

"It seems to be bleeding." He glanced down, and moved closer to touching Yumi Sato's forehead.

The latter ducked back subconsciously, "It hurts! Don't touch it!"

"I try to be as light as possible."

Natsume Zehei touched her wound slightly with her fingertips, Yumi gasped and closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, there were tears in the corners of her eyes.

"Are you ready?" Satou Yumi whispered.

"Well, the forehead seems to be swollen, just apply some medicinal wine and apply ice." Natsume Zehei made a simple judgment.

Yumi Sato shuddered when she heard this. Natsume's words caused her to commit ptsd. Looking back on the previous few times, Natsume's treatment was not so friendly
"No, no, it's just a minor injury, no need to apply medicinal wine"

"Daba, if you don't care about it, it will get bigger and bigger."

Natsume Zeping shook his head, went back to the desk, picked up the phone in the corner, and told the front desk about the situation here.

It is worthy of paying a lot of money to rent a room. The service here is very perfect. The lady at the front desk quickly replied that someone will deliver the medicine, please wait patiently.

Not long after the waiter brought the medicinal wine and ice cubes, Natsume Zeping took a cotton swab and dipped some medicinal wine and sat on the bedside, patted the place beside him to signal the girl to sit down.

"...This doesn't hurt, right?" Yumi Sato looked up at him cautiously, and took two steps back with no intention of going over.

"It doesn't hurt."

Natsume Zehei lowered his voice as softly as possible.

"Don't lie to me!" Sato Yumi seemed to believe it, and stood still without moving.

"I will not lie to you."

"we agreed!"

"Ah."

"You still have to go out with me at night!" Yumi Sato said loudly.

".this is not OK."

"Hey - it's all because of you and I can't go out, now you have to make up for me!"

"Because I'm just playing games. Even if you go outside now, I won't stop you." Natsume Zehei put down the cotton swab and walked forward. Satou Yumi subconsciously huddled in a corner and shivered, but his target was not girls but door lock.

The lock cylinder turned, and with a crisp 'click' sound, the room was locked.

After confirming that it was locked, Natsume Zehei turned around, picked up the medicinal wine and cotton swabs, and walked in the direction of Yumi Sato.

"."

Sato Yumi's eyes widened, "What are you doing, don't come here!"

"Bastard Natsume! Don't come here, I'm going to call the police!"

Natsume didn't speak, just tapped her forehead lightly.

"pain"

Yumi Sato glared at him, "You bastard Natsume, I told you not to touch it!"

"If you don't care, it will hurt more and more." Natsume Zehei took a cotton swab and slowly wiped the rosy place.

The cold touch circulated in front of Sato Yumi's forehead, and the burning pain seemed to have subsided a little under this icy coldness. After feeling the pain subsided, she no longer resisted, and sat obediently on the spot staring at him.

"Just say it doesn't hurt."

"I told you." Natsume Zeping said flatly.

"You haven't sworn yet."

"."

Natsume Zehei stopped and looked at the girl.

The four eyes met, and there was a little more strange feeling.

Yumi Sato turned her head, "Hurry up, let's see what I do."

"Humph."

Natsume Zehei snorted from his nose and didn't refute.

"can."

"What can?"

"It's nothing."

"Hey——" Yumi Sato opened her eyes wide, "I'm curious!"

"late."

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(End of this chapter)