Chapter 99 Volleyball 59
Half an hour later.
When he rushed to the hospital as fast as he could and actually saw the black-haired girl lying on the hospital bed, Sakuhaya Seiomi found it difficult to describe his inner feelings at that moment.
The complexity, anxiety, irritability, and uneasiness that haunted him all day long—
What finally settled was an emotion that could be called heartache.
Although he didn't want to admit it, he had been looking forward to this day since she promised to come and see the kitten Koto a few days ago.
This anticipation was further intensified after I accidentally saw a video of her and Ruolijun playing basketball on Twitter the day before yesterday.
But for some reason, when this day finally arrived, there was no response from the other party at all.
In the morning, Sakusaya Seiomi was still wondering if she had the habit of sleeping in, so he didn't send her a message.
But when eleven o'clock in the morning came, he was stunned for a moment and realized that he had been sitting in the room with his mobile phone in his hand all morning, just waiting for her reply.
…that looks stupid.
Noticing this, Sakuhaya Seiomi frowned and finally couldn't help but send her the first message, asking her if she had started to set off, but the other party did not reply.
At that time, Sakuhaya Seiomi: “…”
He put down his phone, stopped looking at the chat interface that kept showing unread messages, and tried to do other things to divert his attention.
But two hours passed, and there was still no reply. Sakuhaya Seiomi's brows furrowed even deeper, worried that she might be lost because she wasn't familiar with Tokyo. After all, Tokyo's subways and trains were notoriously complex. So he asked again, asking if she had trouble finding her way.
Then another four hours passed and the chat interface still showed unread.
His mood plummeted, and what lingered in Sakuhaya Seiomi's chest was endless irritation and confusion.
Why didn't he reply? No matter how sleepy a person is, it's impossible for them to still be awake at 5pm. If she was awake and ready to go find him, she would have opened her phone and seen the message...
But the fact is that the other party has not read it. Does she regret agreeing to meet today?
Knowing that there was a clear agreement on that day, it would be difficult for the other party to easily withdraw and leave even if the other party did not reply to the message.
If he hadn't made the appointment, he could have spent a very fulfilling day, practicing, going to tutoring, and doing other things. But the fact was, he was sitting at home like a fool, fidgeting from morning till night, wasting the whole day.
The irritation and confusion that had been waiting for a whole day finally reached its peak at this moment.
Sakuhaya Seiomi typed an ellipsis on the screen with no expression, along with a sentence: "If you don't want to come, just say so."
But the moment the message was actually sent, he felt a little regretful.
For some reason, the moment the message was sent, the image of Kurikawa Sana's stunned and hurt expression flashed through his mind.
Just by imagining it, Sakuhaya Seiomi was also stunned.
The athletic young man with a kind heart still felt regretful even though the tone of the words he just said was not very harsh.
Fortunately, Line allows users to withdraw messages within 24 hours. Just when he was about to click to withdraw the message, he saw that the chat interface that had shown unread messages all day suddenly showed "read".
Sakuzao Holy Minister: "..."
The boy's dark pupils suddenly contracted for a moment.
Did she see it?
There were so many messages throughout the day, and just when he lost control of his emotions and sent the most hurtful message, she finally came online and saw it?
Sakuhaya Seiomi didn't know how to describe his feelings at that moment. When he reacted, he found that he had subconsciously dialed a line call, wanting to talk to her in person.
But after the call was connected, an unfamiliar mature female voice came. The other party said that she was Sana's agent. Sana had a fever of 40 degrees this morning and was in a coma in the hospital. She was very sorry that she missed the appointment with him today.
After hearing the other party's words, Sakuhaya Seiomi was stunned for a while.
In an instant.
The anxiety, uneasiness, and a bit of speechlessness and anger that had lingered in the young man all day had all disappeared, replaced by emotions that could be called heartache and regret.
——I shouldn't doubt her.
Given her personality, how could she be so bad that she deliberately didn't read or reply to messages for a whole day even though she knew she had an appointment with someone else.
It turned out that he was sick, and his fever was as high as 40 degrees.
…She must be feeling very uncomfortable.
*
Pulling himself away from the complex emotions and memories of the entire day, Sakuhaya Seiomi walked to the bedside and returned his gaze to the girl in front of him.
Kurikawa Sana was lying quietly on the hospital bed, her long black hair spread out like a waterfall, her cheeks still red from a whole day of high fever. Even in her sleep, her brows were tightly furrowed, and she still looked very uncomfortable.
The bottles of medicine hanging on the bedside had been emptied. Perhaps because she had received too many injections, the back of her hand where she had received the injection had turned blue, which was more obvious against her pale skin.
“…”
My heart felt like it was stung by something lightly, and there was a slight pain.
I don’t know what degree your fever is now. Is it still so uncomfortable?
Wanting to touch her cheek to feel the warmth, Sakuhaya Seiomi gently extended his hand towards the girl on the hospital bed.
At the same time, the sound of the ward door opening was heard.
“……!”
After a moment of stiffness of 0.01 seconds, Sakuhaya Seichen displayed the speed and reaction ability of the top three main attackers in the country.
The black-haired boy withdrew his hand at lightning speed, and his expression and movements returned to calm in an instant, returning to his usual light strength.
Agent Ms. Sato pushed the door open and came in: “…”
puff……
This must be Mr. S who was on the phone just now. He is really handsome.
The young man before him had a unique personality, short, seaweed-like curls of jet-black hair, and equally deep, dark eyes. With his deep bone structure and impressive height, he was a handsome man who stood out even to his knowledgeable agent.
Sure enough, she knew that everyone Sana met was handsome.
"Sakuhaya, right? You're here just in time. I have some urgent work to deal with right away, and it's been delayed for a whole day. Could you please take care of Sana for me, Sakuhaya?" Miss Sato said with a smile.
Sakuhaya Seiomi was slightly stunned, "Of course it is possible, but..."
"But what?"
“…Ms. Sato, aren’t you worried about any danger?” The black-haired boy looked around the ward with a complicated expression.
Ms. Sato understood instantly.
She understood. The other party was hinting to her that after she left, he and Kurikawa Sana would be alone in the room. Sakuhaya was genuinely puzzled as to why her agent was so confident in him, a person they had just met.
Not to mention that the hospital is full of surveillance cameras, so it's very safe. And even if there were no surveillance cameras, Sato also believed in Sana's judgment of people. Since Sana took time out of her busy schedule to agree to go on a date with Mr. S, then he must be a good kid.
Ms. Sato raised an eyebrow and argued with concise logic, "Sakusaya-kun, you play volleyball too, right?"
Sakuzao Holy Minister: "?"
Although he didn't quite understand why he was asked this question suddenly, he answered truthfully: "Yes."
Ms. Sato clapped her hands and said, "That's right. All the volleyball players around Sana are good people. I trust her judgment, so I'm relieved."
Sakuzao Holy Minister: "..."
A question mark slowly appeared above the black-haired boy’s head:?
Anyone who plays volleyball is necessarily a good person. What kind of weird logic is this? And judging by Ms. Sato's implication, Kurikawa Sana is surrounded by many good volleyball players.
Sakuhaya Seiomi suppressed the urge to twitch his lips. He maintained his usual calm expression and nodded towards Miss Sato. "I understand. I will take good care of her until Miss Sato returns."
"Then I'll leave it to you, Sakuhaya-kun. I'll be back as soon as possible~" Miss Sato thought for a moment and added, "But tonight's social event may be delayed for quite a while. In the worst case, I might not be able to come until tomorrow. If Sakuhaya-kun is tired, you can leave directly. There's a doctor on duty here tonight."
Sakuhaya Seiomi shook his head slightly, "It's okay, I'm not tired."
Looking at the seriousness and determination in the black-haired boy's eyes, Sato had no doubt that he would stay here all night.
As expected, this Sakuhaya-kun is also a good boy. He is as sincere as the boy she met at the Sana training camp.
It was strange. Was there really some magic in volleyball? They were all so beautiful and handsome, but why were all the boys she met when she was a student playing Yu-Gi-Oh and Street Fighter? Miss Sato sighed inwardly.
"Then I'll leave it to you, Sakusaya-kun~"
The moment the ward door was closed, everything around him became quiet, and Sakuhaya Seiomi could only hear his own breathing and that of Kurikawa Sana.
This time, I am truly alone.
“…”
Sakuhaya Seiomi secretly clenched his fists. For some reason, he felt even more nervous than in the final game of the Spring High School finals.
After a long while, he pulled out a chair beside the bed and sat down, looking at her quietly with his eyes lowered.
I don’t know what happened, she suddenly became so ill.
…By the way, since he had a fever, there should be germs—but he was in such a hurry to go out that he forgot to wear a mask.
Sakuhaya Seiomi couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
He usually wears a mask carefully even when he is doing nothing, but he forgot to wear a mask when he knew he was going to the hospital. In the past, he could never imagine this happening.
Was it because I was too hasty when I left just now? Sakuhaya Seiomi held his forehead with his hand in frustration.
...Forget it, if there is no mask, then there is no mask.
Sakuhaya Seiomi turned his gaze back to Kurikawa Sana, and even his breathing became involuntarily lighter, as if he was afraid of disturbing her.
Time passed slowly and quietly, and the scenery outside the ward window changed from the evening sunset to the deep twilight.
Another bottle of medicine had been added, but the girl's face was still unnaturally red and her brows were still furrowed, which made Sakuhaya Seiomi couldn't help but frown.
Why does she look like she's getting worse? Is her temperature still rising?
After hesitating for a second, Sakuhaya Seiomi reached out and gently touched Kurikawa Sana's cheek. It was still obviously hot, but it was impossible to tell whether it was 38 degrees or 39 degrees.
He frowned, stood up and tried to press the call button on the bedside to ask the nurse to take his temperature.
But just as he stood up and tried to pull his hand away, he felt his hand, which was covering the girl's cheek, being held by the other person.
“……!”
The touch of the girl's skin was hot and soft, and Sakuhaya Seiomi was stunned for a moment.
“Woo…”
It seemed as if the discomfort accumulated throughout the entire day had finally erupted. The girl sobbed uncomfortably in her sleep and subconsciously hugged his arms, full of dependence.
"No, don't leave me..."
Like his good friend Wakari-kun who was far away in Miyagi Prefecture, Sakuhaya Seiomi was also forcibly turned into a sculpture at this moment.
All his muscles tensed, Sakuhaya Seiomi muttered, "Well, I'm not leaving."
Feeling that the other party was motionless and didn't seem to have any intention of leaving, the girl subconsciously felt a little relieved and muttered, "Thank you,..."
"Thank you, Midorima-kun..."
Sakuzao Holy Minister: "..."
Who are you talking about?
Sakuhaya Seiomi's face suddenly became as colorful as if a color palette had been overturned.
Who is Midorima?!
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