"It's just a minor injury, nothing serious."
Xia Li stood with her hands on her hips, giggling and shaking her head, then turned to look behind her: "Did you bring any band-aids?"
"…have."
Li Si, who followed behind, walked with faltering steps, his voice sounding tired and strained: "I told you not to run, but you still insisted on running so fast."
"If we don't run, we'll be late!"
"So what if I'm late..."
Don Quixote's eyes trembled:
"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes..."
"Ah, Don Quixote, it's been a while."
Compared to Xia Li's energetic demeanor, Old Li's hands-on-hips posture was purely due to a stitch. After greeting the president of the anime club, he looked at Xia Li, who was holding out her hands to him, and said, "Let me check my wound."
"It's nothing~"
Xia Li urged, "Give me the band-aid quickly."
After taking out a band-aid from his shoulder bag, Li Si handed over a bottle of purified water and unscrewed the cap: "Wash the wound first."
"I know, I know~" Xia Li said casually, without any tears or sobbing at the sight of blood, clearly not taking her seriously.
"You've prepared so meticulously?" Lu Yibei asked, amused.
Li Si, panting, chuckled irritably, "Otherwise what?"
“Actually, I always carry band-aids with me,” Lu Yibei said earnestly.
Li Si and Lu Yibei exchanged glances, then shrugged together.
There's absolutely nothing I can do with that crazy girl.
"President...?"
As the president of the club, Tang Jike often had to coordinate with the student council on activities, so he was quite familiar with the student council president.
The president is gentle yet highly capable, and often provides assistance or guidance.
In addition, some people are born with the demeanor of a leader, and Li Si had this quality.
Therefore, Don Quixote respected him quite a bit.
But I never expected to be able to go see it with him today…
"What are you doing here?" Don Quixote asked.
Li Si adjusted his glasses and smiled:
"Brother Bei said you guys were short-staffed, and I happened to be free, so I came."
Tang Jike looked towards Lu Yibei.
Bro, are you going to invite him to watch "Crayon Shin-chan"?
No, bro, you promised him you'd come see Crayon Shin-chan, right?
"Are you looking forward to it?" Lu Yibei asked with a smile.
"Um."
Li Si pushed up his glasses again, revealing a serious smile: "Actually, I've been interested in Crayon Shin-chan for a long time."
"Do you know Fatso Saemon?" Lu Yibei asked.
Li Si: "..."
His hand trembled as he pushed up his glasses.
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