74. Doctor's Office

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Although my left hand was bandaged up, that did not stop the blood from flowing. From the looks of it, I will be needing stitches for this big of a wound. Therefore, the only clear destination for me will be to try my luck and hope that the school doctor is in her office. She should be able to stitch the wound up.  

Slowly, I forced myself up from the ground, but immediately, my leg felt weak and I stumbled as I struggled to maintain my balance. My head was dizzy and my left hand in great pain as blood continued to gush out of the cut that I had sustained from grabbing onto the dagger's blade. It was a stinging and sharp pain that the wound produced, causing me great agony as there was no way to alleviate it at the moment.

"Take it slow," Luna sighed. "We need to get you to the school doctor."

"I'll go with him," Irina insisted with tears still in her eyes.

"I'll go too," Muria added.

"Will that be fine?" Luna looked over at the theater club president who nodded.

"Of course," the club president said.

"Let's change first before we leave," Muria suggested to Irina, who agreed with her suggestion since she was also not in the mood of wearing such a flashy outfit and risking a congestion of the halls when heading towards the doctor's office.

"Just leave the costumes in the changing room," the club president said. "We'll have people wash them."

"Thank you." Muria and Irina nodded.

"While you're changing," Luna said to the two of them, "I'll start helping him to the doctor's office."

"Please," Muria whispered. On her face was a look of helplessness, a frown that consisted of great sadness. In her watery eyes, blue eyes, there seemed to be a mysterious melancholy presiding over her.

When the two turned to head backstage to undress, Luna started unbuttoning the Emperor's coat. Her fingers moved with great precision as she undone every single button in a quick fashion, and after a few seconds, I was free from the costume. She tossed the coat to the theater club president, who was waiting patiently not too far from us. After that, she brought my right arm over her shoulder as she used her body to help support my frame as we slowly made our way towards the back entrance of the gym.

Outside, the day had slowly started to come to an end. It was dusk, meaning that the guests should be slowly streaming out of campus as the Festival came to an end for the day. Because of this, the school was quieter than before, with only a fraction of the liveliness experienced in the day.

With Luna's help, we entered the lecture building and walked down the hallway. Due to my current weakness from the blood that I had lost, my entire body felt weak. Therefore, I was glad that I had someone which I can rely on at the moment. With a tranquil smile on my face, I rested a portion of my body weight onto her body, while doing my best to support as much of myself as I could. Our current positioning made it so that my head was tilted in the direction of hers. I could once again smell the pleasant aroma of her which acted like a tranquilizer as it calmed my rapidly beating heart and numbed the pain that I felt from my left hand.

I looked at her, taking in the side view of her face. Her eyes were determined as she looked forward, and they were pristine and clear with nothing obscuring her. These beautiful amber eyes of hers seemed to see through everything, and because of how clear they were, I felt attracted to them. They seemed to absorb me, causing my gaze to linger about where her eyes were and on her face.

After walking for a bit, it would appear that she was tired from supporting my weight. That's understandable since we walked for quite some time and it must be difficult for her to help me take each step while I was stuck with great dizziness. Occasionally, I would lose my balance, tilting and leaning towards her. This would bring great stress onto her body as more of my body weight would head her way and she would have to put in greater effort to help me stand. That explained why her breathing had deepened and her face lost some of its former vitality and had became somewhat more pale, even for someone with such white skin.

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