What was the most despairing thing? With one hand pressed to someone's forehead, Yukinoshita Haruno could responsibly say that the most despairing thing was when you thought victory was in the bag, only to discover that the road to victory was actually a giant pit.
"So hot..." That was Yukinoshita Haruno's first impression when Sogo Doma pressed her hand against his forehead. "This bastard isn't really running a fever of forty-three degrees, is he?" That was her second reaction.
"No, this is way more than forty-three degrees, isn't it?" That was Yukinoshita Haruno's honest thought after her hand had remained on Sogo Doma's forehead for several seconds!
Meanwhile, After getting his blood pumping and pressing her hand to his forehead, Sogo Doma said, "Miss Haruno, my mouth's been open for ages. Aren't you going to take my temperature?"
"Doma, you really do have a fever..." Yukinoshita Haruno said reflexively.
"Or else?" Sogo Doma tilted his head. "Didn't I say I had a fever of forty-three degrees?"
Yukinoshita Haruno froze. "..."
So this guy was really sick? But he didn't look sick at all. Was he even different from everyone else when he got sick?
"Are you going to measure it or not? It should be forty-three degrees, right? If I'd known, I should've had Yukinoshita send me her head just now. Miss Haruno, what do you think I should make Yukinoshita do?" Seeing her space out, Sogo Doma felt rather pleased...
"Idiot, you're still joking at a time like this? Your fever is really serious..." Yukinoshita Haruno said as she snapped back to herself, quickly placing the thermometer in his mouth. Then she turned to Yukino Yukinoshita and said:
"Little Yukino, this guy really has a fever. Help prepare some ice towels..."
Yukino Yukinoshita was also stunned before she said,