"Just come with me to the infirmary. Let the doctor know better," Junan decided, pulling Aito's arm.
He tried to deny it, but Junan's worry could not be shaken no matter how much Aito said he was fine. The little one was often unaware of his own injuries, prioritizing others. How could he believe him if he said he was fine.
The infirmary that was initially quiet was now occupied by class 2-1. Not many people came, but there were still a few people who supported Izumi. There were some who didn't want to miss out on the fun, while the others continued with the gym class.
Their gym teacher was quite free, but absolutely did not allow the field to be empty before time. Only a few people were allowed to help. He didn't get involved, believing enough that the students' problems had to be solved by the students themselves, unless they had gone too far.
