"Hmm?"
When Ye Shuang saw Taozi and An Shiyaya, his gaze fell on the tall figure's thigh. It was obvious she had taken a fall, and blood was already seeping from the scratches.
"Looks like a nasty fall. Sit down first, I'll clean the wound for you." Ye Shuang asked An Shiyaya to take a seat. However, judging from the appearance, it was likely just a superficial flesh wound.
An Shiyaya sat on the chair. When she saw Ye Shuang approaching with hydrogen peroxide, she couldn't help but ask with a trembling voice, "Will it hurt?"
"It will sting a bit, just bear with it."
Hearing this, An Shiyaya was about to say something when her eyes landed on An Shiyu, who was leaning in the corner with crossed arms, watching the show with a teasing expression.
"H-how could I be afraid of pain? We ninjas walk on the edge of a blade! Licking blood from wounds and getting injured is just a daily routine for us," An Shiyaya immediately said in her hometown dialect.
Ye Shuang didn't quite understand what An Shiyaya was saying, but seeing her pat her chest confidently, he smiled.
"That's good then."
Saying so, he applied the hydrogen peroxide to the wound. The very next second, An Shiyaya's face flushed red, and she grabbed Taozi's shoulder tightly with one hand.
"Ugh..." The girl held back her scream, squeezing with extra force. Feeling the pain from her shoulder, Taozi instead reached out and gently patted the back of her hand like a big sister.
"It's okay, it's okay. Just bear with it for a moment."
An Shiyaya's situation was quite simple. A basic treatment of the wound and waiting for it to scab over would be enough. However, looking at her fair and unblemished calves, it seemed she rarely got injured.
After Ye Shuang screwed the cap back on, he didn't forget to ask, "How did you get hurt?"
"Probably tripped over nothing on flat ground," An Shiyu chimed in from the side.
"Is that so?"
"N-no, it's not!" An Shiyaya immediately retorted. "A hidden weapon just attacked me!"
Ye Shuang mostly understood. This kid had quite a heavy accent.
"Right, a hidden weapon," Taozi agreed from the side.
Ye Shuang was a bit surprised. "A real hidden weapon?"
An Shiyu also raised an eyebrow in confusion. What hidden weapon?
"A rolling soccer ball." Taozi then briefly explained what happened. In reality, An Shiyaya had tripped over a rolling soccer ball while running and fell flat.
"Pfft, a hidden weapon." An Shiyu turned her head away, barely able to hold back her laughter.
"Uh..."
"It was an accident, an accident!" An Shiyaya's face instantly turned red, and she pointed at An Shiyu. "What are you laughing at? Let's have a ninja duel!"
"I'm not laughing," An Shiyu turned back, her face completely deadpan.
"You were clearly laughing!"
"No, I'm just surprised by the lethality of a soccer ball. If they knew this, why would the top gunman of the Sakura server go through the trouble of making a homemade weapon? They could've just sent out the national server's Messi."
It had to be said that An Shiyu had quite a sharp tongue, directly bringing tears to An Shiyaya's eyes.
"Alright, no more ninja duels for now. Just be good and let your wound heal first." Ye Shuang could actually see through it.
There was quite a difference between ninjas.
Compared to someone like An Shiyu, An Shiyaya was more like...
A fake ninja.
An Shiyaya's leg still hurt a bit, so Ye Shuang let her rest beside Tang Keke.
The two girls looked at each other, clearly not expecting a classmate to be lying right next to them.
"I'll take care of them. You two go back and rest," Ye Shuang said, looking at Bai Yuyou and Taozi.
"Mhm."
"Okay."
Bai Yuyou then left with Taozi. Ye Shuang turned to glance at Tang Keke and An Shiyaya, then picked up the registration form nearby to take a look.
So her name was An Shiyaya. No wonder Taozi had just called her Yaya.
Yaya, Duckie.
Not to mention, remembering names like this, Ye Shuang wouldn't forget even if he went to another timeline for a few years. Sure enough, human beings needed to use association to remember many things.
However, An Shiyaya's pain tolerance was much worse than Ye Shuang had imagined. It was clearly just a scrape, yet she whined and lay there until school ended. It wasn't until Ye Shuang gave her a painkiller that she slowly got up to leave.
What a foolish ninja.
Tang Keke could also barely walk by now. Ye Shuang supported her a little, waited for Bai Yuyou, and the three of them headed home together.
...
In the car, Tang Keke was still grimacing in pain. Seeing this, Ye Shuang decided to call Father Tang.
"A sprain? Do you need to go to the hospital?" Father Tang's voice came from the other end of the line.
"It's not a big deal. A few days of good rest will do," Ye Shuang said, adding, "If it's alright, I'd like Keke to stay at my place for the next few days. After all, Yuyou can help take care of her."
"Oh my, hearing you say that puts my mind at ease. Our Keke is always troubling you to take care of her," Father Tang said, and then added,
"If Yuyou ever needs anything in the future, just make Keke do it. She can even be a foot-washing maid."
"That's an exaggeration."
After chatting briefly, since Father Tang was still out of town on a business trip, Ye Shuang hung up the phone.
"Alright, you'll be staying at my place today. Just share a room with Yuyou," Ye Shuang turned and glanced at Tang Keke.
"Okay, thank you, Brother," Tang Keke replied with a bitter face.
Night fell.
After dinnertime, Bai Yuyou and Tang Keke went back to their room. Ye Shuang, having finished his shower, sat on the edge of his bed and checked the notifications on his phone.
Aside from the text messages with Chen Qin, there were no other messages.
"When Yuyou and the others showed up, that fish disappeared really fast. Did she jump out the window?" Ye Shuang, who was drying his hair, couldn't help but wonder.
Hmm...
Might as well ask.
Thinking of this, Ye Shuang sent a message to Chao Yiyu—
Ye Shuang: What are you doing?
A few seconds later, the phone vibrated.
Fish Tofu: Taking a shower. Want to video call?
Ye Shuang: No need for that.
Fish Tofu: A video call isn't enough? Oh my, what an insatiable perverted uncle.
Ye Shuang: ...
Ye Shuang: When Yuyou and the others came to the infirmary, you didn't jump out the window, did you?
Fish Tofu: I'm not stupid.
A few seconds later...
Fish Tofu: I climbed down the water pipe.
Isn't that the same thing?!
It seemed like everything was fine. Just as Ye Shuang was about to put his phone down, the screen lit up with an incoming video call.
It was from Chao Yiyu.
She actually called.
Ye Shuang declined the call, then got up to hang up his laundry.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Chao Yiyu was lying on her stomach on the bed, her legs slightly raised. Seeing the video call rejected, she let out an "Oh,"
"He actually rejected it."

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