"Your stomach hurts?" Dr. Araide said quickly when he heard that. "Let me take a look."
"I'm fine. I get upset stomachs all the time. If I lie down for a bit, it'll get better on its own." Flat-top Boy shook his head indifferently. Then, as if remembering something, he looked toward Tsukamoto Kazumi. "You said you'd been looking for me? What for?"
"Nothing important, really." The karate senior schoolmate smiled. "I'll talk to you another day."
"..." Flat-top Boy waved his hand speechlessly. "Then I'm going to the infirmary first. If I don't lie down soon, I'm afraid this school doctor who worries about his students is going to drag me off to the hospital again."
With that, he entered the infirmary ahead and closed the door.
Dr. Araide: "..." Again?
Suzuki Sonoko was still thinking about investigating the case. She pointed at the infirmary and looked toward Tsukamoto Kazumi. "Since Senior Seko knows you, could he also be a classmate of that late ghost?"
"What do you mean, ghost? I already said Hosaka died in an accident." Tsukamoto Kazumi sighed, but after glancing at Jiang Xia beside her, she answered anyway:
"They weren't in the same class, but I heard the two of them grew up together and always had a good relationship—okay, let's stop talking about this. Let's go to the library first. I'm really afraid the book I want to borrow will get checked out by someone else."
So the group continued toward the library. Mouri Ran looked at this senior schoolmate with impressive fists and feet, and couldn't help smiling. "I didn't expect a sports-type senior like you would actually come to the library too."
"You little..." Tsukamoto Kazumi looked at her helplessly. "I work very hard, you know. I have university entrance exams next