Then—
"Aaaaaaah...!"
As he passed a piece of equipment, the skirt he still wasn't used to wearing caught on it.
Shiori lost his balance and fell hard onto the floor.
Then, as if to finish him off, the equipment that had snagged his skirt toppled onto him too.
"Ow, ow, ow..."
Feeling pain from both his front and back, Shiori held his head and groaned.
Naturally, the sound caught Lingmeng and Miku's attention.
Seeing Shiori fall, Lingmeng's eyes widened, and she ran over without a word.
She grabbed the equipment pinning him down and tossed it aside, then hurriedly helped him up.
"Shiori, are you okay!? Where does it hurt? Are you badly injured? Waaaah... Shiori, I can't live without you...
"It's all my fault for not protecting you... No, we have to get you to a hospital right away! Doctor! Doctor!"
As she spoke, she took her phone out of her pocket, intending to call the hospital.
"Wait— I just fell over! I don't need to go to the hospital!"
Seeing that Lingmeng was overreacting a little, Shiori hurriedly stopped her hand before she could make the call.
Then Miku walked over too, looking troubled.
"Are you okay?"
Shido quickly got back to his feet and held his skirt down.
Even with safety shorts underneath, it was still embarrassing!
Zhongsheng: "Ahem... So, my family got fed up with me sitting at home doing nothing over the break, and they told me to get a part-time job and experience life.
"I'm handing out flyers, from seven thirty to eleven thirty in the morning, then seven to nine thirty at night. I have to hand out two hundred flyers and collect thirty phone numbers a day.
"For someone with social anxiety like me, it's quite a challenge... Anyway, because of