Uesugi Shuu had hit the nail on the head. The guilty Teruya Shitomiya's snow-white face immediately turned red. Any explanation at this moment would be useless.
Originally, there was a whole row of chairs provided by the mall. Osamu Uesugi and Teruya Yomiya sat on one seat each. The items that they bought for the welcome party previously occupied one seat, and the remaining seats were all occupied by the clothes that Teruya Yomiya bought.
"Bright Night, aren't you buying too many clothes?”
"President, what do you know? How can you say that a girl has too many clothes? These clothes don't even take up a quarter of my wardrobe.”
"Alright, alright, whatever you say makes sense. Let the driver send the things back first, and then the two of us will go to the food street to eat.”
"Yes, I'll listen to the president."
"If that's the case, I'll be thankful.”
Osamu Uesugi pursed his lips and took out his cell phone to call the driver. He wanted to take all the things he had bought. Even Osamu Uesugi, with his strong physique, would probably kneel after one round of shopping with so many things.
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In the afternoon, at the food street not far from the mall,
"Ah, it feels so good."
Teruya Yomiya wiped the grease off the corner of his mouth with a satisfied expression, indicating that this trip to the food street was worth it.
Osamu Uesugi, who was acting as a tool behind, expressed that he would try to bring Teruya Yomiya to places like the food street as much as possible. This time, Teruya Yomiya had once again refreshed his understanding of foodies. It was hard to imagine how a girl's petite body could eat so many ingredients. Could it be that Teruya Yomiya had the blood of the British royal family flowing through his veins?
Teruya Yomiya, who had eaten too much, offered to walk home. He thought that taking a walk after dinner would help with digestion, and with the company of a beauty, Osamu Uesugi naturally would not refuse.
Drip, drip, drip.
As they chatted and laughed, the number of pedestrians on the street gradually decreased. A dark cloud suddenly pressed down from the south of the sky, and the two people who were strolling on the street did not notice it.
It was not until the bean-sized raindrops fell on their bodies that the two of them realized the seriousness of the problem.
"Ah! Why did it suddenly rain?"
"Maybe it's a small typhoon that suddenly changed its course outside. Damn it, the weather forecast is not reliable at all.”
Scolding the terrible weather, he grabbed Teruya Yomiya's hand and started to run in the direction of their home. Not only was the rain getting heavier, but they also had no umbrella. There were no roads nearby, and there was no place for them to shelter from the rain, so they had no choice but to run.
"Slow down…President, slow down…slow down.”
The girl's weak constitution forced Teruya Yomiya to slow down. In order to take care of the girl, Osamu Uesugi could not help but slow down.
"Damn it, if this continues, I'll definitely be drenched before I get home. Why is this happening? Even if it's a car passing by, it'll be fine.”
Osamu Uesugi glanced at Teruya Yomiya beside him and felt his heart ache. If it was him, he would be fine. With his body that had been trained regularly, it would not be a problem for him to endure it. However, Teruya Yomiya might not be able to endure it. After being drenched in the rain, it would be good if he did not catch a cold or a fever.
Osamu Uesugi made a decision.
As for Teruya Shizomiya, who was trying his best to run, he suddenly felt a warm aura enveloping him. His ice-cold body, which had been drenched by the rain, also felt a little warm at this moment.
" This is…President?"
It turned out that Osamu Uesugi had taken off his coat and placed it on top of their heads. His outstretched arms were protecting Teruya Yomiya's small body under his body. At such a close distance, he could feel the unique masculine scent on Osamu Uesugi's body, and Teruya Yomiya's face turned slightly red.
"Hey, Bright Night, let's go home together.”
"Yes, President."
Monday
In the pre-arranged student auditorium of the Hideki-in Academy, the Japanese students and the French exchange students were chatting happily.
A banner with the words " Welcome to the French Exchange Students " was hung in the middle of the hall. The student council members, who represented Japan, arrived late.
"Phew, I finally made it."
Fujiwara Chihana, who was panting, patted her chest and exhaled. Teruya Yomiya, who was helping Osamu Uesugi adjust his breathing, waved his hand to indicate that he did not want to talk.
On the contrary, Osamu Uesugi, who was running for a long distance without changing his expression, quietly observed the movements of the crowd in the hall through the gap in the door.
"Thank you for your hard work, everyone from the Student Union.”
The principal of Shuchi-in High School said perfunctory words while sipping the champagne in his hand. His smiling eyes seemed to be happy to see the embarrassment of these young ladies.
"Principal, if you have something to say next time, please don't say it before the start.”
Sensing that Teruya Yomiya was still gasping for breath after a few minutes, Osamu Uesugi retracted his gaze from the hall and looked at the principal with a sharp gaze. His tone was no longer as gentle as usual.
For Osamu Uesugi, his relationship with the principal of the Hideki-in Academy was not very good. On one hand, he was a leader representing the large group of students, while on the other hand, he was trying to protect the core interests of the school's board of directors and management.
In the past, because of big and small matters in school, the two of them would always be at loggerheads at meetings. It was also common for them to throw tantrums at each other.
"Haha, I know. It won't happen again.”
The principal could tell that Osamu Uesugi was in a bad mood, so he quickly opened the door of the hall and introduced the three of them to the French students who had come from afar.
"I hope there won't be a next time."
Before entering the venue, Osamu Uesugi turned his head and looked deeply at the smiling principal.
"In that case, please enjoy yourselves.”
After leaving behind such an ambiguous sentence, the usually stubborn old man turned around and ran into the corridor. No one knew where he went.
Shuu Uesugi no longer paid any attention to the somewhat neurotic principal. He helped Teruya Shimiya to a corner of the hall and pulled out a chair for Teruya Shimiya to sit on.
"What's wrong, Bright Night? Are you feeling unwell?"
Shuu Uesugi had sensed that something was wrong with Teruya Shitomiya when he was outside the main gate. Although the girl, who had been training regularly, would not complain about being tired after running a few steps like Sister Lin, she still had the most basic physical fitness.
However, a few minutes had passed. Although Teruya Shitomiya's breathing had gradually stabilized, the blush on his face had not dissipated.
The concerned Osamu Uesugi placed his right hand on Teruya Yomiya's forehead. Feeling the unusual body temperature, Osamu Uesugi immediately realized that the girl was already having a fever.
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