Chapter 23: Minor Injury

The distance between the sports field and the infirmary was probably around 200 meters, so it took me less than 10 minutes to get there.

I had no problem with that, it was just that I was now carrying Fisa in a not-so-good state.

I can't look at her face right now, because she's buried her face in my chest.

Well, that's how it is.

I really want to look at the face of the person I love, but what can I do.

After a few minutes of carrying her and walking, I finally reached the infirmary.

I thought this school's infirmary would look luxurious, but it turns out it looks ordinary.

"Fisa, we've arrived, I'll drop you off."

"Eh? Yes, just drop me off, I'm ready."

Since I had gotten Fisa's permission, I lowered her down.

Of course, I lowered her slowly so that the pain wouldn't get worse.

When Fisa was fully out of my arms, I quickly knocked on the door of the infirmary.

"TOK! TOK! TOK!"

I knocked three times on the door.

"Excuse me, is anyone there?"

But there was no answer.

"How is it, Satomi?"

Since there was no answer, I tried to open the door.

I didn't want Fisa to feel any more pain, so I had to open the door anyway.

"CLAK!"

It turned out that the door was unlocked.

"Fisa, come on in!"

"Yes!"

When Fisa and I went inside, the room was completely deserted and there was no one in it.

Well, what the heck, I'll treat Fisa with my own abilities.

Although I've never treated anyone before, but I'm very confident in myself that I can do it.

"Can you sit on this bed, Fisa?"

"Yes, I can."

As I ordered, Fisa sat on the bed at the end of the room.

"Please wait a moment!"

"Okay!"

Then I told her to wait.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward, but for now I couldn't think about that.

Right now I was thinking of ways to treat Fisa.

I saw a medical kit on the table in the room, so I picked it up and carried it towards Fisa.

Hmm?

No, forget it.

Although I haven't seen her injuries yet, I'm sure that I brought the right tools and materials to treat her.

"Does your leg still hurt?"

"Yes, a little."

"Can you show me where it hurts?"

"Yes, okay."

When I told her to show me the part of her leg that hurt, she complied and started to show me her leg.

Oh, so her leg was a little sprained and swollen from the fall earlier, but luckily she wasn't hurt at all.

I opened the medical kit and took out an elastic bandage and placed it next to Fisa.

"Before that, I'll cool it down first."

"Yes."

I went to the table on which there was a small freezer, and of course the contents were ice cubes wrapped in cloth.

Before I wrapped Fisa's swollen leg, I had to relieve her pain first.

For me, ice cubes are very important and have proven to be effective in relieving pain such as the swelling experienced by Fisa.

Ice cubes compressed on the affected area can shrink the enlarged blood vessels.

Fluids caused by inflammation and pro-inflammatory compounds will then be reduced.

As a result, the pain will be reduced.

"Fisa, I'll do it slowly, are you ready?"

"Yes, I'm ready anytime."

As expected of a basketball athlete, Fisa showed almost no reaction when I applied ice to her foot.

Feeling that the ice cube compress was enough, I put the ice cube back in the small freezer.

"I'm going to wrap your leg with an elastic bandage now, do you mind?"

"No, just do it!"

"Alright."

In accordance with her wishes, I wrapped Fisa's swollen leg with an elastic bandage.

Of course, I did it carefully so that she wouldn't feel any pain.

After a few turns, her swollen leg was now well covered by the bandage.

"You're still lucky that this is still a minor injury."

"Will I still be able to take the athletics exam?"

"Yes, of course, but just don't push yourself."

Fisa looked sad when I said that.

"Fisa, you still have five days to recover from the injury. The reason I said that earlier is because I don't want you to experience it again."

"Yo-you're worried about me?"

"Yes, I guess."

"Why are you hesitating?"

"I don't know, I don't know either. But when I saw you fall earlier, an uncomfortable feeling arose inside me and it might have been a feeling of worry."

"You're strange, aren't you? Just like my brother."

"Like your brother?"

"N-no, forget it!"

When I wanted to ask about her brother, Fisa immediately told me to forget about it.

I was curious, but I wasn't allowed to interfere in her family affairs.

"Fisa, there's actually something I want to talk to you about."

"What is it?"

Maybe now was the time to ask Fisa about the point deduction the other day that I saw on her cell phone.

"Playing with your cell phone while the teacher was explaining, you got 30 points deducted, then just as late coming to school, then littering 5 points, and if I'm not mistaken the last one was entering the boys' dormitory without permission, you got 20 points deducted. Did you really do all that?"

"Y-yes, it's true."

"Why did you do it? Do you want to get expelled?"

I didn't want to pressure her, but I had to do it no matter what.

It was very important so that Fisa wouldn't be careless again and the reduction point could be avoided.

I have to do it, that's what I thought.

"No, I don't want to get expelled! But why are you suddenly assertive like this? Don't you have nothing to do?"

"I don't know."

"So what? I still have plenty of points! You have nothing to do with this anyway!"

So that's it, I have nothing to do.

"Fisa, why did you enter the boys' dormitory? Wouldn't strange rumors spread if people found out?"

"Yo-you don't need to know, I have my own reasons!"

"Is that so? Then, what if I help you?"

"Huh?! What do you mean?"

I knew from the start that Fisa had a problem with that person.

I don't know why she wanted to hide her problem from me, but I'm sure that Fisa had her own reasons for what she said.

"The person who bothered you the other day, what was his name?"

When I asked her that, she looked surprised.

"W-why? Uh, what does that mean?"

Slowly, her anger began to subside.

"Fisa, is it the same person?"

"You don't need to know!"

Consciously or unconsciously, Fisa began to admit it.

"Alright, Fisa. I'm sorry for talking about strange things!"

Since I was satisfied with her answer, I closed the conversation by apologizing.

"No, I'm also sorry for yelling at you earlier! Also, thank you for taking care of me!"

As for Fisa, she seemed to feel guilty for scolding me earlier.

"I don't mind it."

"CLACK!"

Suddenly, the door to the infirmary opened and a female teacher appeared behind the door.

It seemed like she was the one guarding the infirmary room today.

"Sorry, I heard that someone got hurt! I was late because I had some business earlier. Let me see!"

The female teacher approached Fisa as soon as she entered the infirmary room, and she also checked Fisa's injured leg.

Fisa and I could only stay silent when we saw her.

"Wow, the wound is well covered and taken care of. Who did that? Was it you?"

Then she looked at me.

"Yes, it was me."

"Good job! As his boyfriend, you're very reliable!"

"Eh-eh?!! Boyfriend?!"

While this female teacher was praising me, Fisa looked surprised and said something in a stammer.

"Not so, I didn't say anything. So since you guys have no more business, could you please get out of here?"

"We-well, I'm sorry!"

"Can you walk by yourself, Fisa?"

"Yes, I probably can."

"Okay. Then you'll have to excuse us!"

"Yes, go!"

Even though it felt like we were being kicked out, Fisa and I still left the infirmary because we really had no more business in it.

"Satomi, do you want to go back to Mr. Smith?"

"Yeah, what about you?"

"Maybe me too."

"Then let's go together!"

"Yes!"

In the end, we would return to the sports field and continue the lessons taught by Mr. Smith.

Well, at least I had to solve one problem right away.

That person, he was the one who had threatened Fisa, and he had even made Fisa get a point deduction.

Not only that, it seems like he also peeked into the UKS from outside while I was taking care of Fisa earlier, and I hope he didn't hear the conversation between me and Fisa inside.

Then whatever happens, I have to be able to find out of that person.