How did I turn my victim into a phoenix-like hero?

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It's so wonderful.

"If you want, I can sleep until you get off work, it's fine."

"Okay, then stay with me until I get off work."

It seems Beren has gotten used to Sirocco's jokes and responded quite casually.

After finishing the remaining cold coffee, Sirocco got out of bed and went to the water dispenser to get a glass of water.

There was a knock on the door of the infirmary.

That's really rare.

It's unbelievable that someone would come to the infirmary at a time like this. I remember in the early stages of the game, the protagonist would go to the infirmary to get medicine from Beren, or someone would come when they were seriously injured in a duel. I think that's the only other person who would come...

"Please come in," Beren said, giving Sirocco a glare as if to tell him to shut up. As the door opened, the first sound was the heavy footsteps of the first person, followed by the sound of something being dragged.

No way....

The moment Sirocco saw the other person, he almost failed to engage the clutch again.

Palenoa Collo, the class monitor of Class B and also the top student in the class.

She was being supported by her friend, Rowling, who had purple hair and wore a side ponytail.

Her long, silver hair, with its exquisite texture, was styled into a three-strand braid resembling a cat's tail. Her slender body, combined with her fair skin, and her legs encased in white pantyhose, created a completely flat and toned appearance.

If it weren't for Palenoa's friend supporting her, she would have seemed to collapse at any moment, creating a wonderfully surreal atmosphere.

If not handled properly, she will indeed pass away in a few months.

Upon seeing her for the first time, Sirocco was not amazed by her exquisitely beautiful face, which was comparable to that of a porcelain doll. Instead, he recalled her extremely tragic death, and his face turned purple while his stomach cramped.

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Sirocco took a sip of water to calm himself down.

At the same time, he noticed out of the corner of his eye that Rowling had been watching him.

The tall girl with long, dark purple hair locked her gaze on Sirocco the moment she entered.

Sirocco didn't forget Rowling either.

She observed from outside the classroom while Cliff and Norris came to Class F to cause trouble.

Sirocco naturally pretended not to notice and avoided making eye contact.

"Hello, Dr. Gvina, I'd like to have my leg checked. The joint is a bit stiff from the class, and it's not very convenient to move around."

Palenoa noticed Shilock, her deep, pale purple irises meeting his.

"Excuse me, someone was here for a medical consultation earlier. Please go first."

She smiled sweetly at Sirocco, as if pure white lilies were blooming behind her.

"Ah! No, no, I'm just... I'm not feeling well, so I came here to rest for a bit."

Sirocco was rambling incoherently, his voice sounded unusually nervous, and his flushed cheeks, coupled with his awkwardly fidgety hands, made him look exactly like the doting male lead in a romantic comedy.

He was, after all, a man who once had the complete set of "To Love," and his imitation was remarkably lifelike.

I remember that she wore white pantyhose because she didn't want others to notice that her legs were prosthetics.

Varosa Group's advanced products, once powered by their own magic, feel like real legs when used.

However, Sirocco's flamboyant performance successfully drew a huge question mark from Beren, who was sitting in the swivel chair.

"You can ignore that guy, just treat him like he's not there. Rowling, could you please help her to bed?"

Beren gave a gentle yet disdainful reminder.

Rowling politely replied, "Thank you for your help, Doctor."

"Huh? But this student..."

"Just ignore him. Okay, come here."

Palenoa seemed to think this was inappropriate, so Beren pulled back the curtain next to the bed and beckoned her over.

"Haha, it's okay, I'll go out first, you guys go ahead and get busy!"

I'll go grab some breakfast.

Sirocco and Beren exchanged glances, then headed for the door.

He brushed past the two girls from Class B, being careful not to bump into them, and carefully walked around them.

"ah...."

Palenoa let out a soft, cute squeal, her hand slipped off Rowling's shoulder, and she leaned forward.

How can it be!

In that instant, a question arose in Sirocco's mind.

Rowling would never make such a basic mistake as letting Palenoa get hurt in front of her.

This must be a trap!

Even if you sense something is wrong, your body reacts faster than your mind.

His hand reached out unconsciously, and Sirocco had already supported Palenoa, able to smell the oleander scent emanating from her.

It's even lighter than I expected.

Has this guy been eating properly?

"Thank you, that was dangerous, I almost fell."

"Waaaaaah, how...how could this be...I really didn't mean to touch you!"

Damn it, is this what they call a calculated scheme?

It's pretty good!

Beren's eyes were somewhat cold...

Taking this opportunity, he also took a closer look at her fair and delicate hands.

"It's ok."

A blush crept onto Palenoa's face.

"You don't need to feel embarrassed, you're my benefactor."

“Parenoya, he was just doing what a human being should do. If you talk to him too much, he will get carried away.”

Beren forcefully intervened, helping Palenoa to the bed.

Sirocco scratched his head and gave an awkward laugh as he retreated towards the door.

Even as the door closed, he could still feel Rowling's watchful gaze.

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"Thank you, Ms. Gvina. Rowling and I will be going now. Please accept this small token of our appreciation."

After adjusting the prosthesis, Palenoa took out a coffee equipment set from the ring.

It's a very beautiful set of utensils; it's clear that it was carefully selected.

Beren liked it very much, but she still smiled politely.

"I appreciate your kindness. I don't accept gifts from students."

"Then let's do this."

Palenoa placed the gift box on Beren's table.

"Oh dear, I forgot about this gift. I don't want it anymore. Whoever gets it first can have it. Hehe."

"Eh?"

Palenoa grabbed Beren's hand and placed it on the gift box.

"Alright, now someone can accept this gift. Remember to use it; I spent a long time choosing it."

"Hey, wait a minute, Palenoa, this..."

Palenoa had reached the door, bowed to Beren, and then left.

"Please accept this, teacher. We'll be coming here often in the future. Thank you for your help."

After saying all this, Rowling left a somewhat bewildered Beren and gently closed the door.

"Are you satisfied now, Palenoa?"

Rowling's expression remained calm, but you could tell she was a little tired.

"Isn't he a lovely person?"

Palenoa smiled innocently.

Pretending that my prosthetic leg had malfunctioned, I easily ran into him.

"...I admit that Shirlock did a good job."