Shin-chan froze.
"Tomato... juice?"
"I was drinking tomato juice. You suddenly ran over and startled me, so I choked. It wasn't blood at all."
Shin-chan opened his mouth.
Red.
Tomato juice?
He stood there, piecing everything together for three seconds.
Then his whole body went limp like a deflated balloon.
"Oh..."
Just one word.
Yet the tone behind it was so complicated that no one could make sense of it.
Seeing the look on his face, Hiroshi and Miya finally understood.
"Shin-chan." Miya crouched down and looked at him. "You've been so well-behaved these past two days... Don't tell me it was because you thought I..."
Shin-chan said nothing.
But his face turned red.
Miya paused, then suddenly laughed.
As she laughed, her eyes grew a little red.
This child...
So that was why.
She reached out to pat Shin-chan's head, but he had already turned around and run over to the medical ninja.
"Big Sister~"
The medical ninja paused, then smiled.
"Hello there."
"My name is Shin Nohara, and I'm five years old." Shin-chan clasped his hands behind his back and looked up at her. "You're so pretty."
The medical ninja laughed.
"Thank you for the compliment."
"Big Sister, are you a medical ninja?"
"That's right."
"Then you must be really amazing, huh?"
"I'm not that amazing."
Shin-chan suddenly remembered something. "Big Sister, I have a friend who wants to become a medical ninja. Do you know how she can become one?"
"Your friend?"
"Yeah." Shin-chan spoke seriously. "She said she wants to become a medical ninja someday and help treat other people's injuries."
The medical ninja's gaze softened.
"Is that so? Then she must be a good child."
"Yeah, she's really nice. She even makes cookies for me." Shin-chan nodded. "So, Big Sister, can you tell me how