Chapter 8 (1/2)

The school doctor opened his notebook and wrote a very scribbly ‘German Garcia’, then drew a very scribbly triangle behind the name.

En? I stared at it for a while. Could that be an A?

German sat next to me and suddenly touched my lower back. I was so shocked that I sat up straight, then thought he was feeling bad so I reached out and held his hand from behind.

“If you have any questions, you must tell the doctor. If you can’t stand it, you still have me! I will carry you back.”

But if it’s pregnancy or whatnots… then it’s a bit hard for me to ‘carry’! Alright, I’ll just be the second dad!

German looked at me and pinched my hand.

The school doctor looked at us and tsk-ed a few times, “Say it, what’s the problem?”

I replied : “He has a fever! He is even seeing double!”

School doctor : “Oh, then let’s take his temperature ba.”

The school doctor pulled an ear canal thermometer from the drawer and placed it next to the German’s ear with a beep.

“42, low fever, just go back to sleep and it’ll be fine.”

Me : “????”