Kaguya-sama Wants Me to Surrender

"No need. It doesn't hurt that much."

Hayasaka Ai had suggested Copy Paste for the pain earlier, but Amamiya Natsuki had just refused. He was even less likely to agree now. Getting shot hurt a lot more than a girl's period.

"Heh. Men." Hayasaka Ai gave a soft snort and wiped the sweat from Amamiya Natsuki's forehead. "The only thing you're tough about is your mouth."

Amamiya Natsuki shot back without backing down:

"What part of me is tough? It's not like you haven't seen."

"Pfft~" Hayasaka Ai folded her arms across her chest, then suddenly lowered her voice and whispered in his ear. "The Young Lady and the others won't be back for at least half an hour. If the president has any special requests, you can tell me. I'll do my best to satisfy you."

Enough already! You're saying this to someone who was just shot and whose wound will bleed if he so much as moves. Doesn't your conscience hurt?

Amamiya Natsuki closed his eyes and said:

"There is one thing I really want to do right now..."

"Eh?" Hayasaka Ai pursed her lips. "Tell me, President."

The Spy Maid secretly steeled herself. If Amamiya Natsuki really made a lewd request, she... would immediately refuse in no uncertain terms. His wound had only just stopped bleeding. If he moved even a little too much, it would start bleeding again!

Other people might only [beep—] themselves to death, but if the president bled to death, that would be awful no matter how you looked at it!

Amamiya Natsuki let out a breath and said:

"I want to take a bath."

"Eh?" Hayasaka Ai froze. "That's what you wish for, President?"

"That's right. It's my number-one wish right now." Amamiya Natsuki complained, "I'm covered in sweat. It feels awful."