Natsume-kun just wants to live

Chapter 164 Maid Costume

At 04:30 in the afternoon, Megumi Amamiya stopped writing and stretched her beautiful figure.

'Wow--'

A gust of wind blew the documents apart and dropped them to the ground.

It must have been blown in from outside, and it smelled sweetly of flowers.

Natsume Zehei picked up the documents on the ground, sorted them out, and handed them to her.

"Have you dealt with it?"

"Yeah." Yu Gonghui took it over and walked out with the document.

Natsume turned her head, there was already someone waiting outside the window.

After closing the door, the black car drove slowly, not fast.

Midsummer has not yet arrived, and the weather is cool and comfortable now.

The sun shone on my face, warming it—it made me want to sleep.

"Two days later, it will be the multi-school joint exam." Natsume Zeping said.

"Oh, really." Yu Gonghui said with a face of indifference.

Her leg in black stockings was placed on top of the other leg and turned up.

"This exam, the minister will lose." Natsume Zeping was full of confidence.

"Whatever—a member of Natsume's club who is proud of making a little progress."

"Is the minister afraid?" Natsume Zehei said in a provocative tone deliberately, "Are you worried about losing to me?"

Yu Gonghui couldn't help laughing, the corner of her mouth curved slightly, "How many times do I have to beat you?"

"With all due respect, for almost a year before the last exam, Minister Amamiya never beat me in studies—" Natsume Zehei said.

Although there are also reasons why Amamiya Hui missed the exam, but her grades are not as good as him, then she is not as good as him!

"Although the method is stupid, you did arouse my desire to win, which is also related to my immature mentality."

Yu Gonghui seemed to be introspecting herself, her slender long legs trembling unconsciously.

"So, what's the bet?" She turned her head and stared at Natsume.

"bet?"

"Since it's a competition, there should be a bet." Yu Gonghui embraced her hands, her beautiful eyes reflecting the afterglow of the sun.

"That's what's interesting."

"I'm not interested in gambling, but since the minister proposed—" Natsume Zehei thought for a while, looking at her: "Is everything okay?"

"It will be all right."

Yu Gonghui said confidently.

"You can mention it casually—" she paused after finishing speaking.

"I see."

"In the name of betting, as long as you win, confess to me right away—unfortunately, I won't lose."

"The minister's imagination is really rich, but I don't have this idea." Natsume Zehei snorted, "If I win, I will ask the minister to dance in a maid outfit for me to see."

"interesting."

Megumi Amamiya showed a charming smile, as if she was really happy with Natsume's proposal.

This smile has a deep charm, which makes people fascinated, and even Natsume loses his mind for a moment.

"Then, me too." Yu Gonghui raised her proud face.

"If members of the Natsume club lose, they'll dance in maid outfits—other than that, my room is kind of dirty and needs to be cleaned, do you understand me?"

"There can only be one condition!" Natsume Zeping said dissatisfied.

"Then choose one of the two, anyway, I will win."

Amamiya Hui had an expression of winning.

"The faces of capitalists are always so ugly."

Natsume Zehei always reminds himself that the person in front of him is his lifelong enemy.

——It would be nice if the proud lady could change into a maid outfit willingly.

The more she thought about it, the corners of Natsume's mouth curled up.

In the blank room, Natsume Zehei was wearing a hospital gown, looking left and right.

If Yu Gonghui was sitting on the other side of the mirror, he must have thought that he was being studied as a guinea pig.

However, this frail body has no research value.

While thinking about it, Natsume accidentally touched the instrument next to him, and the instrument made a harsh sound.

"Mate Natsume, what are you doing?"

Outside the glass window, the beautiful and moving Yu Gonghui looked at him quietly with his arms folded.

"Thinking about how much my body can contribute to the medical community," Natsume replied.

'Puff--'

The nurse beside Yu Gonghui laughed, and quickly covered her mouth when she noticed her gaze.

"If you want to embarrass yourself, please change the time." Amamiya Hui said bluntly, "Member Natsume is here to treat illnesses, not to be a comedian. Don't embarrass me and the Amamiya family."

Natsume Zehei stopped talking and didn't move around.

"Just stay a little longer," said the doctor.

"it is good--"

Natsume Zehei sat on a chair and looked at Megumi Amamiya opposite the mirror.

She looked away, yawning downcast.

About 10 minutes later, the door of the room opened, and the doctor came in to check the equipment, and went out after confirming that there was no problem.

"How about it?"

"No big problem." The doctor looked at the report, "Compared to before, it has improved."

"It means—still half-dead?"

Yu Gonghui heard the subtext.

"." Sweat broke out on the doctor's forehead, "Miss, I think his health is indeed getting better, but the effect is not obvious."

"I see, give me the medical records." Yu Gonghui was expressionless.

"Okay, Miss."

The doctor knew her personality well, so he didn't hand it to her directly, but put it on the table for Yu Gonghui to take it by himself.

Megumi Amamiya picked up the medical records and looked at Natsume Zehei who had just come out.

"How many more items?" Natsume Zehei walked up to Yugong Hui, and looked down at the medical records she was holding.

"There are arrangements from tonight to tomorrow morning, and now you can't leave."

Aware of Natsume's gaze, Amamiya Kei gave him a white look, "What are you looking at, have you learned how to swim?"

"What is so dangerous?"

"Do you still want to see it?"

"No."

Although curious, Natsume Zehei was not willful.

After living alone for so long, he has a clear understanding of what is dangerous and what is not.

——But this point seems to have completely disappeared after meeting Yu Gonghui.

"What to do next?" Natsume Zehei followed behind her, his eyes were attracted by the two pairs of beautiful long legs wrapped in black stockings.

Her graceful legs match perfectly with the pleated skirt, which is alluring and sexy.

"Come with me and have dinner first."

Yu Gonghui put away the list and took him out.

After going out, there is a white corridor with closed rooms on both sides, and there are people inside.

Natsume Zehei looked around until he was glared at by Amamiya Hui, and then he looked away.

Outside the ward, Nishizaki Yusuke knocked on the door, then opened the door and entered.

"excuse me."

"Don't disturb." Natsume Zehei looked up to see him coming, and pushed the lunch box beside the table, "Mr. Nishizaki, have you had dinner, would you like some?"

"Don't embarrass him, Nishizaki is busier than you think." Yu Gonghui said slowly.

Nishizaki Yusuke smiled and walked behind Amemiya Megumin.

"Miss."

"This," she said.

Nishizaki Yusuke looked at the list on the coffee table for a while, but his face was not very good.

"What's wrong?" Natsume Zeping asked.

"The treatment effect is not as good as expected."

"Meaning it will be troublesome?"

"No——I mean, Natsume-kun will come to the hospital a few more times." Said Nishizaki Yusuke.

".Scared me."

Natsume Zehei pursed his lips.

Yugong Hui laughed softly, as if mocking.

Because of her good mood, Natsume Zeping decided to let her go this time.

"As long as I try my best, I have a good mentality." Natsume said.

Not long after, Nishizaki Yusuke took away the medical records and wanted to continue the discussion with other doctors.

As for Yu Gonghui, she stayed to read because she had nothing to do.

(End of this chapter)