Histogram
The halls of the old building that houses the nursing facilities are far more ominous than I remember them. Then again previously I had not walk them with both my arms being held like a condemned man walking to his execution.
"DEAD MAN WALKING THE GREEN MILE!"
It seems Misha had the same idea as me. With Shizune firmly restraining my upper right arm with both hands and grinning ear to ear, she was effectively silenced. I turn to Misha and sigh.
"Is this really necessary? I told you I intended on doing this before I even talked to you two this morning."
Misha's smile turns into a smirk.
"Yes we know Hicchan. However we just have to be sure. Shicchan was very worried about you last night. Besides, this is more fun! DEAD MAN COMING THROUGH!"
"You know Misha. You're escorting somebody with a heart condition through the halls of the nursing building in a school for people with medical issues shouting about them being dead. Don't you think somebody is going to get upset?"
I sigh with obvious relief before Misha can mull out her answer. We arrive at the familiar white door with "Head Nurse" clearly written on its plate. I try to move my arm to knock, briefly forgetting about my escort.
"Misha you two can let go now."
This time it's Shizune who smirks, shaking her head. Clearly deriving what I was saying. She lets go with one arm and knocks on the door with a grace of hers I am particularly familiar with.
The violent pounding echoes down the halls, and I swear some of the glass windows down the hall were vibrating. The pounding ceases only when the door is opened and I am greeted with the familiar figure of the head nurse.
The nurse appears to be mildly annoyed at the rather violent pounding his door had received. However, upon seeing the sight presented to him, of the new transfer student being marched to his door like a prisoner he can't help but grin that Cheshire Cat grin I have become rather familiar with.
"Thankyou Mikado, Hakamichi. I will take it from here."
As Misha lets go, Shizune follows suit. Shizune instantly seizes the opportunity to begin quickly signing, now no longer gagged.
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"We'll see you at class Hicchan. If you make it out alive."
Shizune grins wickedly as the two wave their goodbyes. As I return the gesture I make my way into the Nurse's office. The Nurse closing the door behind him. He quietly invites me to take a seat, sitting across from me at his desk.
"Now, Mr Nakai. I'm fairly certain you know that I know why you're here. I'm going to guess that this has to do with your small incident at the festival yesterday?"
The Nurse leans forward, clearly curious at my side of the story. I can't say I'm surprised. Emi basically straight up told me she was asked to look out for me by The Nurse.
"Well to be honest. Yes and no. I had a split-second heart murmur. It wasn't anything major. It just caused me to stumble. But I think it is a wake up call. I really do need to take this seriously. In fact, that's why I'm here. I was wondering if you had a recommended diet and exercise plan handy? I think if I followed the pace Emi set on the track I would probably give me a heart attack."
This quip causes the Nurse to laugh boisterously.
"Trust me, you are not the first to say that. There is a girl in your year with a similar condition to yours who used the words 'slave driver'. I don't have any plans on hand but I will be happy to type it up this evening. I do have a question though."
He stops, waiting for my consent, which I grant by nodding.
"Is it Mikado or Hakamichi? Emi thinks it's Hakamichi. And seeing all three of you this morning I'm inclined to agree. You seem like the sort attracted to quiet girls."
The time it took my face to meet the palms of my hands could easily have broken a land speed record. The Nurse continues however, speaking more seriously.
"Mr Nakai. I was going to ask you something as a favour for me. Could you continue doing your morning exercises at the track with Emi? Following the regimen I set out of course."
I raise my brow quizzically. This strikes me as a somewhat unusual request. His face has taken on a much more serious, obviously concerned look.
"I know it seems a little unusual. But well, Emi has a habit of pushing herself too far. I would be much more reassured if somebody was there keeping an extra eye on her. In exchange..."
The Nurse's face returns to that same smile.
"I won't chew you out for that heart murmur and for abandoning your previous regimen. Deal?"
He extends his hand out which I promptly grab and shake.
"Deal."