What's going on? He pondered as he closed his right ear onto her left chest. At this point, his brows knitted together, almost touching.
He slightly lifted his head, examine her. Making sure if she was dead or not.
Although weak, I can still detect her life energy, Narukami said after examining her.
For the last time, he put his right ear on her left chest.
Indeed, usually, in that exact position, lies the most important thing a human body had if put aside the brain.
Its main job was to pump maroon liquid of blood to travel through the blood vessels before ending up at their destination.
The usual heartbeat one would hear if you close your ear to one's chest wasn't possible for Kuroda.
Narukami quickly used a different approach.
Which was quite shocking and unexpected to those around him, they stood there with their mouths agape.
Their minds went blank for a few short seconds as they processed what just happened!
Narukami pinched her nose and pressed his lips to the goddess' lips! A sacred place they believe that no mortal should touch! Let alone a kiss!
Yes, they forgot the situation in a breath of seconds.
"You bastard! How dare you touch the sacred place!"
"That's right! We'll make your life a living hell if you do that again, you scumbag!"
The boys were shouting in anger.
Narukami remained silent and one of the girls, this was the same girl who noticed Narukami's change of expression.
"Scumbag? He's the one who dived in to save her! What are you guys doing when she's drowning? Nothing! And you call yourselves her followers? Her fan? How laughable!"
They zipped their mouths and looked down as if they were dogs who did something wrong.
Anyway, Narukami gave her rescue breaths a few times, and following that, he gave her CPR. After repetitively doing the chest compressions.
"Cough! Cough!!"
Kuroda coughed out of the water from her lungs and the people surrounding her were happy to know that she's okay.
The teacher wanted to help Kuroda, though, seeing one of his students already step in.
It would be bad of him to ruin his student's glow-up or rather a cool side. Therefore, he, as a teacher, watched from the side.
Obviously, if things were not going to be as smooth as he thought, he would step in.
"Teacher, she'll be okay." Narukami's gaze was on the teacher, he gave the teacher a simple nod.
Shortly afterward, he carried her on his back.
"Just in case, please call the doctor or the teacher in the infirmary to prepare themself. I'll carry her there."
The teacher nodded and went to a walkie-talkie that rested on top of a small, round table.
Accidents in the pool were more common than one might think. Ready for the worst was what adults good for. As such, a communication device like this was necessary.
As Narukami carried Kuroda, he approached Ryu as he grabbed his legs. Thus dragging him.
"Let's go, Ryu."
He left bringing two people with a calm look. Those who saw the event don't know what the appropriate reaction should they make…
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Gentle ray of the sun along with the slight breeze of the wind. Curtains dancing from side to side as the wind blew.
A human figure appeared to be lying on a white bed. Her eyes were closed shut as her entire figure was covered by a white cloth.
Abruptly, the girl's eyelids twitched. She then opened her eyes and the first thing that came into her vision was a white ceiling and the breeze of the wind.
Strangely, it wasn't cold yet warm. Reminiscing her of the warm, summer breeze.
The girl raised her upper body and scanned the room as her pupils moved from left to right.
Windows by her side with white curtains, white walls, this room was your ordinary infirmary room.
Her gaze then stopped at a peculiar young man who was sitting next to her, her left side to be exact.
His face was gentle and hid many secrets. His thin appearance made him look weak yet the girl felt that this young man was more than that.
His eyes were shut as he sat with his arms crossed. He leaned against the wall at the same time.
Instead of using curtains to separate each room, the school decided to build a wall separating each room.
The girl didn't know who this young man was, one thing for sure was that he's the one who saved her.
That much was enough for her to remember.
The girl, Kuroda Aya, shifted her line of sight out the window. The wind greeted her the moment she did that.
She savored the moment as the edge of her lips curved up.
Her hair fluttered in the air and the scent of her shampoo traveled in the air before ending up in the young man's nostrils.
Perhaps because of that or the wind, the young man opened his eyes.
Seeing her smile was the first thing that came into his vision. He was slightly speechless.
"You're up, take you long enough."
Kuroda turned her face and her smile disappeared. A sense of guilt lingering in his heart. He shouldn't have done that.
Her gaze was that of disdain, the same as the moment when she looked at him at the school gate.
"Do you have a grudge against me? Or something in the past?"
Kuroda then pinched her cheek and stretched it before finally releasing it, "sorry, what face I'm making just now?"
Her cheeks gradually became red.
"You don't even know what expression you're making?" One of Narukami's eyebrows raised.
"Pfft, ahaha! You're a strange one, Kuroda-san!" He tried to endure his laugh but burst out in the next moment. Showing his white teeth as he laughed.
Kuroda tilted her head to the side. Wondering if she said something wrong.
As strange as she may seem, Narukami didn't probe it.
Shortly thereafter, after his laugh to be precise. Kuroda bowed down, causing her head to almost touching the bed.
Her long, silky, black hair disarranged all around the bed, and she said her gratitude, "thank you, um…"
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. End of chapter .
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