The evildoer is in love with the beauty and the beauty is proud of the sky

Chapter 572

Seeing his appearance, Takuma really admired him from the bottom of his heart, and then looked back at Juki he was pointing at.Upon closer inspection, his face had indeed become redder; when he reached out his hand to lightly touch his forehead, it was obviously hot.

"It doesn't seem too good."

Yuichi stared at Takuma for a while, then slowly said: "...take her temperature. Do you know where the first aid kit is?"

Takuma nodded, then ran to the kitchen.

Meihe’s fortress is the kitchen of this house. I remember that once I cut my hand, Meihe took out a dilapidated wooden first-aid kit from a cabinet in the kitchen and bandaged it for him.

"where?"

As soon as Takuma rushed into the kitchen, he opened the cabinet and searched.

"No! Next! ... No, next! Next! Next! Next!"

Bang clang clang clang clang clang clang, the door of the cupboard was pulled open one by one.

As a result, the force was too strong and the vibration was too great. The cabinet that was opened at first was shaken so that everything fell out.

There was a loud ping-pong-pong sound, and the pots and pans fell to the ground, and they were all broken and safe on the spot.

"what."

Takuma froze for a moment, then continued to search, and finally let him find it.

He grabbed the box with the sign of the cross, and rushed back to Zhuji's room in three steps at a time.

"I found it!"

"Ooh, good job!"

"Thanks for your hard work."

With the support of Mahiro and Yuichi, Takuma immediately sat down next to Suuki's pillow and took out the thermometer.

When he was holding up the shining thermometer, he was about to reach for Zhu Ji, when Takuma suddenly stopped his movements, held his breath and was speechless, with cold sweat running down his face, and the sweat accumulated into a large drop.

"Takuma, what are you doing?"

"what happened?"

Mahiro and Yuichi looked at Takuma's face.

After tens of seconds of silence, Takuma finally spoke.

"How do you measure this..."

As soon as these words came out, Masahiro and Yuichi also froze, staring blankly at Zhu Ji.If the thermometer was to be put under the arm, she had to be undressed; otherwise, one had to get one's hand through the collar of the sailor suit, or under the dress.

There was a moment of silence...

Six eyes stared at Zhu Ji who had a high fever.

"Scissors. Rock..."

Masahiro, who stood up suddenly, raised his fist high, and Takuma, who stood up after him, also made a fist in response.

"cloth!"

Masahiro produces cloth, and what Takumi produces is stone.

"Damn...why can't I win every guess..."

Takuma fell to his knees in frustration, and Masahiro squatted down and patted him on the shoulder.

"Do you know why you always lose? Because when you are guessing punches, you can only throw stones! Is this a bad habit of being a guardian? What a pity, wow ha ha ha ha!"

"Yuan. So it's like this..."

Takuma clenched his fist and kept tapping on the tatami.

With a big smile on his face, Masahiro snatched the thermometer from Takuma's left hand.

"Then, I'll take the temperature, hehehehehe..."

Masahiro laughed obscenely like a perverted old man playing a doctor game.

His usual masculine expression had completely disappeared—or rather, his image was completely different.

Just as he slowly stretched out his hand, about to touch the quilt covering Zhuji——

slap——

After a gust of wind, Masahiro fell backwards.

His body fell against the window, shattering the entire glass.

Like the slow motion of a movie, shards of glass sparkled and flew all over the sky.

"It hurts! What are you doing! Yuichi!"

Mahiro yelled at Yu with a flick, but saw Yuichi holding a huge origami fan that came from nowhere. Takuma saw the anger on Mahiro's face, even more serious than when he was confronting Logos, Can't help being stunned, Yuichi, the person involved, still didn't change his calm attitude, and just left one sentence——

"Make complaints."

that is it.

The wind blew in through the broken windows, making the atmosphere quite cold.

Takuma fell on his back on the spot, just like the protagonist in the old-fashioned four-frame comics that are often seen in newspapers, and he still kept his sitting posture.

"It's you! The thermometer is broken! Let's see how you want to accompany me!"

Probably because he was too unwilling, tears came from the corners of Masahiro's eyes.

"What are you doing!"

The one who interrupted at this time was Shinji who had been sent to inform Zhuo earlier.

See his big eyes turn into triangles with anger, and the top of his head is full of anger like smoke.

"Zhuji-senpai...ah...that's so pitiful...You guys are too much! Zhuji-senpai is a girl! She obviously has a high fever and is in such pain, it's fine if you don't help take care of her, and make fun of her, I really dare not believe!"

"Uh... not..."

Takuma, who was about to defend himself, was glared at by Shinji and obediently shut up.

Seeing this, Masahiro was about to laugh happily, but Shinji also gave him a blank look, and his expression froze on the spot.

"That's enough! Senior sister let me take care of it!"

After finishing speaking, Shinji walked out of the room, and within a minute, he came back with a basin and towel in his hands.

"Senior Zhuji, I'm here to help you apply ice!"

Takuma.Mahiro.Under Kazuki's watchful eyes, Shinji yelled, and the moment he was about to approach Shuki——

"……what……"

bang!

Shinji is like a shoujo manga in the 70s, tripping in an empty place and pouring the whole pot of water on Juki.

The quilt was soaked on the spot, and Zhu Ji's face and hair were also covered with water.

"Wow - what to do?"

Shinji shook his head in bewilderment, and Masahiro pointed at him and started beating gongs and drums and shouting.

"You're done, you're done, I want to tell Big Snake!"

"Uh—don't do it! If you tell me, I'm dead!"

Shinji managed to regain his composure, and picked up a towel to wipe the water off Suuki's face and hair.

"You're done, you're done—"

Yuichi's oversized folding fan slapped Masahiro's head several times in succession.

"It hurts! What are you doing!"

Mahiro who was arguing with Yuichi while massaging his head.Shinji hurriedly wiped the water for Suuki, and Takuma who was sitting by the side, staring blankly at his fist and muttering to himself—

With Zhu Ji lying on the ground as the center, the chaos in the narrow six-ping room has reached the extreme.Suddenly, a small shadow sprang out from Zhu Ji's quilt, and jumped out of the window with lightning speed.

"What's wrong with Taixianhu..."

Mahiro took a temporary truce, looked out of the broken window curiously, and saw——

"What are you guys arguing about?"

There was a calm voice. Although the voice was soft, the temperature in the room dropped several degrees in an instant.

"Really, I heard that Miss Zhuji was ill, so I rushed over to have a look. How could it be like this?"

Sighing exaggeratedly, it was Zhuo who stepped into the room.

Today he is wearing an exquisitely handcrafted Oshima sleeve kimono.

Zhuo brushed her beautiful long hair, squatted down beside Zhuji's pillow, and touched her forehead with his hand.

(End of this chapter)