“Ah Um. Nothing…it’s nothing honest.” he spoke quietly while turning away.
. : He drew his lips into a straight line. He probably didn’t want to talk about it. Whatever caused him to get it, he looked rather bothered about it.
“U-Um… K-Kamimatsu-san,” he called out to him. “I-I won’t ask… But… Is it okay if you at least let me treat it? It looks really bad…”
“Um…” he looked back and smiled slightly. “S-sure, go ahead.” Kami tried to smile more, trying to be convincing.
. : He knew that look on his face. He should know it very well. Besides, he himself spend most of his life making a face like that.
“Say, do you have a cold compress? Or maybe a freezer with some ice cubes?” he asked.
“Ah Um…n-no…” he shook his head.
. : He sighed. He needed something cold to reduce the swelling on his eye. Well, from what it looked like, there was nothing really bad going on; no excessive swelling, no eye inability, no blood flowing out of anywhere like his ears or nose. “D-Do you have anything cold in your refrigerator?” he asked. “Also, do you feel lightheaded somehow? Dizzy or nauseated, maybe?”
“No, not at all.” He knew it wasn’t that bad…just a pun…er, ‘collision with a door’.
“I think I may have some shredded ice…” He didn’t really want to go home right now. Not with him along. “I-I can go to the store and buy a pack…n-no worries…”
Hot cocoa haven 