Shuichi Chiba was filled with exasperation. "What are you thinking? How could I have brought the teacher here just to watch? She just happeo catch a cold and came to the infirmary for medie. The school nurse isn't here because they have a css."

  "Oh."

  Tsuki Akiyama wasn’t particurly disappoihe current situation was exg enough; how things turned out this way wasn’t important.

  Shuichi Chiba got up to close the door and asked in a low voice, "Did you get here without any issues?"

  "Yeah, I preteo feel faint like I was about to colpse. A cssmate noticed right away, and An- told the teacher that I wasn’t feeling well. They figured I’ve been overw myself retly, so the teacher let me e out."

  Tsuki Akiyama quietly expined and then picked up the stethoscope oable, waving it at him meaningfully.

  Shuichi Chiba gestured for her to wait a moment. He then walked over to where Sumire Nagase was lying on the bed and slipped behind the curtain to che her.

  Sumire Nagase seemed to have fallen asleep, her breathing steady and her face peaceful.

  Without her gsses, the true appearance of this otherwise ‘pin’ teacher was revealed.

  She had long eyeshes, a high nose bridge, and well-defined features, giving her a touch of elegance, perhaps even a hint of mixed heritage.

  However, paired with the flushed cheeks caused by her fever and the slight frown from her disfort, it only made her appear more vulnerable and endearing.

  Shuichi Chiba gently reached out, pressing the back of his hand to her forehead to check her temperature. Just for medical purposes.

  "It's still quite warm, but she's started to sweat a bit. A good rest should help." Shuichi Chiba murmured to himself, all while closely the subtle expressions on Sumire Nagase's face.

  Once he was certain that Sumire Nagase had fallen asleep and there was no issue, he finally stepped out from behind the curtain.

  Tsuki Akiyama had been waiting impatiently. As soon as Shuichi Chiba emerged, she shot him a questioning look. After receiving his nod of firmation, she immediately handed over the stethoscope.

  Shuichi Chiba took his time, casually hanging the stethoscope around his neck before sitting down in the school nurse’s chair. He leisurely asked, "So, where does it hurt?"

  "My head feels a little dizzy, and my heart's rag." Tsuki Akiyama instantly shifted into character, pretending to be a typical patient.

  "Alright the's check your heartbeat. Lift your shirt." Shuichi Chiba said, going through the motions in a matter-of-fact tone.

  Tsuki Akiyama hesitated for a moment, her expression vingly relut, frowning slightly. "But I’m wearing my gym uniform. Do I really o lift my shirt?"

  "Are you the doctor, or am I?" Shuichi Chiba raised his eyebrows but then softened his tone.

  "In a doctor's eyes, there's no differeween genders. o be so cautious. Besides, with the kind of padded bras you girls wear these days, it really affects the stethoscope’s effectiveness."

  "I-I uand..."

  Tsuki Akiyama bit her lip and turned her head, a faint blush appearing on her face as she slowly lifted her gym uniform, revealing her fair skin.

  The fair, ft stomach was smooth and free of any excess fat, just enough to fit in the palm of a hand.

  Moving up, the faint outline of a rib could be seen; after all, she was a bit on the lean side.

  Shuichi Chiba couldn't help but smirk, "I told you, those padded bras are really thick. I don't uand why you’re so shy about this size."

  "Hmph..." Tsuki Akiyama felt a straement from his words, letting out a slightly odd sound.

  Creak—

  At the same time, there was a sound resemblial scraping, which upon closer iion seemed to be ing from the bed.

  Tsuki Akiyama and Shuichi Chiba turheir gazes toward the noise simultaneously. Akiyama's heart raced, her face slightly flushed with excitement, while Shuichi Chiba squinted his eyes thoughtfully.

  They exged a gnce, but her spoke nor stopped what they were doing.

  Shuichi Chiba held the stethoscope, genuinely appearing busy with his examination. He didn’t make any inappropriate moves, yet the nature of the procedure iably involved physical tact.

  With every slight touch of skin, Tsuki Akiyama couldn’t help but tremble a little.

  Apanied by her poundi, she felt the shivers radiating from deep within her.

  Her face dispyed a fusing tradi—a stubborn, disgusted expression mixed with aed glimmer in her eyes.

  It was simply exquisite.

  “Alright, you put it down now.”

  Shuichi Chiba had little i in Tsuki Akiyama in that regard; he felt she was nowhere near as suitable for deeper iions as Fumika.

  He found various pyful sarios somewhat iing, which made it easy for him to restrain himself ahings light.

  “Go lie down on the bed; I’ll get you some medie.”

  Shuichi Chiba poio the bed against the inner wall. Although it was o the window, pulling the curtain would still create a closed-off space.

  The infirmary wasn’t rge, with only three beds in total, and Akiyama's was separated from Nagase by just one bed.

  “What kind of medie?” Tsuki Akiyama asked warily.

  “Don’t worry, it won’t be bitter; in fact, it’s quite sweet. But don’t chew it, and don’t rush to finish it. Got it?”

  Shuichi Chiba’s words made Akiyama’s heart race even more, a mix of excitement and curiosity bubbling inside her as she wondered if it was what she suspected.

  Then, Shuichi Chiba reached into his pocket and pulled out…

  A lollipop.

  “???”

  This was something Tsuki Akiyama hadn’t expected. She thought it would be something inappropriate for children, but instead, it was just this?

  Seeing the look of suspi on her face, Shuichi Chiba suddenly felt a bit of an ache. Were his standards really that high?

  Was this not stimuting enough?

  “The method of administration, remember what I just said about how to take it?”

  Shuichi Chiba again told the medication instrus, and Tsuki Akiyama suddenly seemed to uand, her eyes lighting up with excitement.

  “I remember; there’s o emphasize it.” She said, snatg the lollipop from him and walking toward the bed by the window.

  Shuichi Chiba followed, helping her pull the curtain down, but only on the window side and the foot of the bed.

  Then, he pulled the curtain on the middle bed to create a barrier, enclosing the two beds in peared to be a separate space.

  “Go ahead and take it. I’ll watake sure you don’t mess it up.” He said as he sat on the middle bed and anded her.

  “Hmph, got it.” Tsuki Akiyama replied with a dissatisfied huff, then tore opeic packaging and began to take the medie.

  ……

  ……

  ……

  After grasping the eics of this game, Tsuki Akiyama dispyed astonishing talent.

  Her slightly furrowed brows, along with a hint of resistand disgust on her face, were perfectly on point.

  Shuichi Chiba suddenly felt a bit thirsty and wanted some water, preferably one poured by Fumika-san.

  Tsuki Akiyama had no idea that he was thinking about Fumika-san at this moment, but even if she knew, it would probably just make her more excited.

  The two remained silent, oaking the medie and the other supervising.

  Twenty mier.

  Tsuki Akiyama licked her lips and also felt thirsty; the dy was just too sweet, and she seemed a bit dehydrated.

  Notig that her dition wasn’t great, Shuichi Chiba advised, “Alright, once you finish the medie, head back. Remember to drink plenty of water.”

  “Okay, thanks, doctor. The medie works well, and I… misjudged you before.” She replied, her expression showing a hint of hesitation and apology as she stood up.

  “ime... when would it be ve for a follow-up check?”

  “Let’s talk about that ime.” Shuichi Chiba replied, gng at the time and notig that css was about to end. He waved his hand, signalio leave quickly.

  Tsuki Akiyama didn’t say much more a directly.

  Once she was gone, Shuichi Chiba restored the curtains to their inal position and then walked over to the bedside of Sumire Nagase...