Thirteen (4)
“Should we wash up?”
Hiiro said as he touched my hair.
I can go to the bathroom by myself now. The IV has been removed. The gruel has turned into porridge. Porridge is ten times better than gruel. But it’s no match for candy.
Well, there’s no help for it. Candy is made by mixing all the delicious things in the world.
Other than going to the bathroom and eating, I just laze around in bed.
I heard that someone has been wiping my body with a wet towel every day. I didn’t know. I’m grateful. I’ll live here forever.
“Your hair is all stuck together with blood and dirt, should we cut it?”
Saying that, Hiiro sat me in a chair and cut my hair that had grown to about 5 centimeters from my shoulders during my time on the battlefield.
Wow, it’s so light.
“You have soft, curly hair, so it doesn’t get all stiff when it’s short~ So cute, adorable.”
It isn’t cool?
Too bad.
Then, we took a shower together. When hot water was poured on me, it stung and hurt my left arm and left side.
I groaned, and while telling me to endure a bit, Hiiro washed my body and hair gently and kindly.
It felt good, so I could endure the pain.
He dried me off with a towel.
Now then.
I’m tired just from the shower, but I have to do my best. After all, I’ve received so much.
After washing my body, I have to do it, right? Where do we do it? My bed? Or Hiiro’s bed? He dressed me in my usual patient clothes, and Hiiro also put on his military uniform, so it doesn’t seem like it will be done in this changing room.
Tired, I followed Hiiro unsteadily. We returned to my room as usual. There was no one in the hallway. Maybe they’ve all gone home, since it’s already nighttime?
Hiiro sat on the bed and waved his hand, “Come here, come here.” Hitachimaru was still in the room. Come to think of it, he didn’t follow us to the shower. Oh, maybe he was cleaning up the cut hair. Thank you~
Well, I’ll do my best. I approached the bed unsteadily, knelt down, and put my hand on Hiiro’s pants’ belt. Oh, with just my right hand, I can’t undo it. What should I do?
“What’s wrong, Thirteen?”
Hiiro, I’m sorry. You will have to undo the belt yourself.
I looked up at Hiiro with a troubled expression, and I heard a muttered voice.
Somehow, Hitachimaru was behind me, and he lifted me up and made me sit on the bed.
What’s going on? Is Hitachimaru going to join in too? I’m not sure if I can handle both of them today, what should I do.
“It’s a very tempting invitation, but I’ve finished drying your hair, so I’m going to sleep now.”
I heard Hiiro’s gentle voice, and my hair was being vigorously dried with a towel. It felt so good that I fell asleep.
I’m sorry.