"Otherwise, if you don't treat the wound, it might get infected. Surely you don't want your foot to become unsightly, right, Hayakawa?"
"Are you... afraid that disinfectant alcohol will sting?"
Little Arrogant expressionlessly said, "I'm not."
"If you didn't even fear walking over here, there's no way you'd be afraid of a little alcohol..."
"Are you sure you want to touch my foot?" Little Arrogant interrupted him, saying with interest, "Shirakawa, you're the first guy to make such a request of me..."
"Should I agree or not agree..."
Shirakawa Sawahei froze in place...
"Uh... maybe Hayakawa should take care of this yourself."
He awkwardly took Yuuki's small medical kit, pulled out the disinfecting cotton balls and band-aid, and handed them to Hayakawa Kashi.
