Should I feed you?

When Kanako carefully opened the door and came inside with the pot of porridge, he was welcomed by Ayane, who was then awake.

Kanako hurriedly placed the pot on the table and rushed to her aid.

"So you woke up?"

"Yes."

"Are you feeling any better?"

"A lot better, thanks to you."

"Thats good."

Kanako sighed a sense of relief, but he can't never be too careful. Sitting beside Ayane within a very close proximity, he went to check her temperature.

"Wha-"

She became flustered, but couldn't resist.

It went down as she said. Kanako felt relieved, but he also felt another emotion. He had the sudden urge to just hug her.

Before he knew it, his thoughts became reality.

"Eh?! Kanako-kun-"

"Thank you. Thank you for staying alive."

She had been on his mind for the past days where she was absent from his life. It must've been hard for him to endure the pain.

She hugged him back, realising his distress.

"Sorry for causing you a lot of trouble."

Her eyes gazed on the pot that he was holding.

"Kanako-kun, whats that?"

"Thats for you.", he said, as he took the pot and placed it on her lap.

Opening the lid, the vapour covered her face.

"It's porridge..."

"I tried my best to make it, I am bad at cooking."

"How many days has it been since I got to eat porridge?", she thought to herself, before happily digging in.

"Perhaps should I feed you-"

Hearing this, Ayane chocked on the porridge, "That won't be necessary!"

Completing the platter, she was about to lay down again, as she was felling a bit lightheaded.

"Ayane-chan, your arm..."

She looked at her bruised arm, and became a little sad, but she hid it with a smile.

"It's nothing-"

"It is something! It won't be cured until you treat it properly!", Kanako said, in a slightly higher voice.

"But I can do nothing about it, can I!", Ayane replied, with an even higher voice.

"Sorry.", she added in a sorrowful voice, before laying down and looking the opposite direction.

"Ayane-chan, Ayane-chan.", Kanako relaxed his voice, "Would you, let me treat your bruises?"

She looked at her with a saddened expression, before agreeing.

As per his instructions, Ayane laid down upside down for him to look at the bruise easily.

"But what are you going to do?"

"Massage it!", he said in a joyful smile.

"Eh?!"

He put some ointment on the wound, and started gently rubbing the area. Ayane was a bit flustered about the situation though.

"It hurts a little, but it feels good. Wait, that sounds so wrong...", she thought, "The bruise might even go away faster this way....

She enjoyed it quite a bit, as her pain was slowly going away.