man in tokyo, mock girlfriend

Chapter 28 31. The beautiful infirmary

"Then shouldn't you go to the hospital? I can't help you stitch your wounds here."

Shuang Yueyao crossed her legs, with a cold expression, with the intention of rejecting people thousands of miles away.

"Do you have a needle and thread? I can sew myself."

"Sew it yourself?"

After Shuang Yueyao muttered to himself, he was silent for a few seconds, then opened the cabinet in front of him, took out a palm-sized silver box, and placed it on the table.

"...here."

"Thank you."

Akizuki Yahiko smiled and thanked him. As he walked, he took off his coat, unbuttoned his shirt and asked, "Is there a place to put clothes?"

"Just let it go."

Shuoyueyao looked directly at Qiuyue Yahiko without hesitation, watching him undo all the buttons, revealing his chest and lower abdomen stained with blood.

"Do you have a towel? I want to wipe away the blood."

"Here."

Shuangyue Yao took out another thing from the drawer, but it was not a towel, but a handkerchief with platycodon flowers printed on it.

"Private? Then I'm not welcome."

Akizuki Yahiko took the handkerchief, went to the sink, turned on the faucet and wet the handkerchief, then slowly wiped away the blood stains on his body.

During this process, Shuangyue Yao kept looking at him directly, without even blinking, as if he was fascinated.

Akizuki Yahiko didn't pay attention. After wiping away the blood, he turned his head and met her eyes with a smile on his face.

"Teacher, where is the disinfectant?"

"In the cabinet next to me."

Akizuki Yahiko nodded slightly, walked to the storage cabinet placed against the wall next to Shuoyue Yao, took out the disinfectant and cotton swabs, and then sat in front of her carelessly.

"Teacher, there should be a lot of students coming here, right?"

Akizuki Yahiko tilted his left shoulder to let the cotton swab be filled with disinfectant, then applied it on the bloody scar, with a calm expression on his face.

"There must be dozens a day. Many of them say they have stomachaches or dizziness and headaches. People like you are the first."

"Oh, I can understand those who have stomachaches and dizziness and headaches. After all... Teacher You is very beautiful and has a good figure."

"Really...Thank you for the compliment, yours is also very good."

Just listening to the conversation, it is hard to imagine that the two people have a teacher-student relationship. The student teases the teacher, and the teacher praises the student in return.

However, Akizuki Yahiko does have a good figure and is very strong. Each muscle is bulging high and the lines are clear and strong. When he raises his hand, the shark muscles on both sides will be exposed.

With just these muscles, I can participate in bodybuilding competitions and win first and second place.

After disinfecting the wound, Akizuki Yahiko opened the small silver box on the table.

Although the box is not big, it contains a complete set of tools, whether it is a scalpel, scissors, needles and thread...

He took out the needle and thread, dipped the end of the thread in his saliva, put it through the needle hole and tied it, and then began to sew the wound.

"Does it not hurt?"

"Knowingly asking."

Qiuyue Yahiko's right hand holding the needle was trembling slightly. The usual calmness was gone at this moment, and it turned into gritting his teeth and trying his best to endure.

"Are you a bad guy? You'll get stabbed."

I have to admit that Shuang Yueyao was a little bit interested in the handsome young man in front of her, with a unique temperament, words and deeds, so much so that she took the initiative to ask. "I'm not a bad person. I got into trouble with the Yakuza because I was trying to help a girl, and I was chopped down by them."

"Is it……"

Shuang Yueyao nodded and asked, "How did the wound open up? Did you start fighting with someone else again?"

"Well, she did have a fight with someone. I taught her jujitsu and beat her until she cried. She kept begging for mercy."

"..."

Shuangyue Yaoyao vaguely felt that the so-called crying and begging for mercy were not that simple, but she did not ask in detail and just fell silent.

"Teacher, are you the kind of girl who is cold and silent? You don't seem to talk much, and you never have any expression on your face."

Shuangyue Yao is his favorite type. She is a mature age of 24-[-]. She wears red high heels with black stockings. She also wears half-rimmed glasses. She has fox eyes and a tear mole...

It means the buff stack is full.

"Because there's nothing worth expressing for me."

Akizuki Yahiko also likes Shuoyue Yao's cold and indifferent voice, because it has that flavor.

Maybe it's because they are similar in age, but the cold and silent Yu Jie is his best one.

"It's a pity, I think the teacher must look good when he smiles." Yahiko Akizuki sighed in a pretentious manner.

"Really...hey, hey?"

Shuang Yueyao nodded thoughtfully, then forced herself to smile, but because it was forced, that smile was somewhat... eerie.

"Teacher, you should smile naturally."

Akizuki Yahiko laughed dumbly, put down the needlework in his hands, and raised his hand to stroke Shuang Yueyao's cheek. The wide palm covered her delicate and tender side face, the rough and wrought palm lines rubbed her cheek, and the slender fingers with well-defined bones , pinched her earlobe and kneaded it gently.

Shuang Yueyao did not resist or show doubts, his expression remained cold and he accepted it silently.

However, she glanced at the wound that Akizuki Yahiko had sewn to a third of the way, and asked lightly: "What should I do about the wound?"

"It doesn't matter, that's it." Akizuki Yahiko smiled nonchalantly, "Speaking of which, the teacher is really cold, so there is no reaction to this."

"Ah."

Shuang Yueyao hummed lightly, which was considered an answer.

It was also because of her cold reaction and non-rejection that Akizuki Yahiko became bolder. He moved his chair so that the distance between the two people was shortened to face each other.

Then, he leaned forward and turned his face sideways, as if he was going to kiss her, and continued to shorten the distance between them.

Shuangyue was indifferent, staring at Qiuyue Yahiko with indifferent eyes. She just looked at that handsome face, and her pupils kept enlarging and enlarging...

Until, there was a touching feeling on the tips of their noses, and their noses touched together.

Akizuki Yahiko did not continue to poke his face forward, but maintained such a posture, looking at Shimoyue Yao's slender eyelashes, trembling like a butterfly's wings.

"Teacher, take a closer look... You seem to be more beautiful. This cold, world-weary face is really beautiful."

He slowed down and lowered his voice, as if whispering, whispering in a very gentle tone.

"Thank you for the compliment."

Shuang Yueyao replied calmly, her narrow fox eyes were always calm, like a pool of stagnant water. Even if a huge boulder was dropped, it would not make a single ripple.

"It's so easy."

The smile on Akizuki Yahiko's face became stronger and stronger. He wanted to see how long Shuoyue Yao could maintain this look.

(End of this chapter)