Immediately, Instructor Niel's body tensed. Suga successfully saved the lunchbox filled with chicken nuggets, letting out a relieved breath. "Ah, luckily it didn't fall on the ground, it would have been a shame if—"
Suga's words suddenly ceased as he realized what he had just done.
He looked at Instructor Niel, who was staring blankly at his hand that had accidentally touched Suga's.
Swallowing the dry lump in his throat, Suga scolded himself.
But what else could he do? He couldn't stop his reflexes from saving the food from falling.
"Sorry, Instructor Niel, it was accidental. I was doing it in reflexively."
Instructor Niel silently blinked, then raised his head with a face that showed no signs of anger, just a slightly furrowed brow.
"Don't touch me, I'm dirty."
"Huh?"
Instructor Niel stood, grabbed his bag, and walked away, leaving Suga alone near the tree.
