HP: Becoming a Maiden Heartthrob

Nalilian bit her lip.

Kerston, who had just walked into the bathroom and found that he had not taken anything, immediately realized that something was wrong.

He walked quickly to her side and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Nalilian gave him an unspeakable look. "I might have to fight you for the bathroom, Kersten."

Kerston frowned, grasped her wrist through her wizard robe, and slowly lifted her up, then saw the bloodstains on the sofa where she was sitting.

He took a deep breath.

He knows what this means.

"I'll take you to the bathroom," he said.

Nalilian was shocked to see how calm he was.

Kersten didn't even ask if she was hurt.

Most boys would never know about this kind of thing about girls, and would foolishly ask girls if they have any disease.

But she didn't have the heart to dwell on it now.

She was now completely limp and covered in cold sweat.

It hurts.

It was as if the potion he was making had exploded in his lower abdomen, making a sharp banging sound.

Damn it, she thought to herself, gritting her teeth. She knew that most girls in the UK suffered from dysmenorrhea, and most of her sisters who had studied in the UK before had the same problem.

But she didn't expect that she would have it too.

uncomfortable.

Nalilian couldn't help but grab Kersten's arm and followed him step by step to the bathroom.

After sending her inside, Kerston closed the door.

Nalilian checked the wizard's robes and saw that they were stained with blood.

Putting down her wizard robe, she took a deep breath, suppressed the pain in her stomach, and wanted to ask Kerston to help her buy sanitary napkins.

But before she could speak, Kerston's voice came from outside the door -

"I'm ready."

"Open the door and get it when you're ready."

Hearing this, Nalilian opened the bathroom door in shock.

Kerston was standing outside the door. He looked at her face carefully, and after confirming that she was okay, he handed her the thing in his hand.

"We'll have to make do," he said, and when Nalilian took it, he closed the door.

Nalilian found that what she got from the door, in addition to sanitary napkins from the Muggle world, there were also clean wizard robes.

"Kerston," she felt bitter after seeing this, but she couldn't help but complain, "You look like a pervert."

Although she was happy to be taken care of, it didn't seem like something he should know.

There wasn't a single boy she had ever met who didn't know about this after being reminded by a girl.

Only he not only knew, but also prepared.

And did he collect all her old clothes?

"If you don't need it, give it back to me," Kerston's calm voice came from outside the door.

"I'm sorry, Kersten," Narielian said immediately.

"Thank you, Kerston. Kerston is the best..."

She said this weakly, changing her clothes as she spoke.

"Are you ready, Lillian?" Not long after Lillian changed her clothes, Kerston's voice came from outside the door.

"Okay," Nalilian responded weakly.

But just after she finished speaking, she felt her stomach twist, and the pain that penetrated into her bones made her breath choke.

"Maybe it's not healed yet," she added.

A sigh came from outside the door, followed by Kerston's question, "Can you stand up?"

"It's tough, Kerston."

Nalilian, who had already squatted down with her hands buried in her knees, said this, with beads of sweat dripping from her forehead.

"It feels like a knife is stabbing my belly..."

After answering this question, Nalilian was speechless, and her vision began to go black due to the pain.

"Lillian?"

Kerston called out from outside the door.

"Are you okay?"

"Can you still stand up?"

"Did I open the door?"

Not getting a response from Nalilyn, Kerston opened the door and saw Nalilyn squatting on the ground, staggering. His heart stopped.

He suddenly knelt down and supported Nalilian who was about to fall.

But when he touched her, she was like a loose ball of algae, leaning loosely in his arms.

Kerston hugged Nalilian, his heart clenched and he dared not breathe. He looked at her profile, which was covered with sweat-stained hair and was pale and bloodless.

He reached out and plucked away the hair, holding her cheek, which was wet.

He shook her cheek and called, "Lillian?"

"Lillian?"

Do not……

Can't……

Leaning in the warm embrace, a dark shadow appeared in Nalilian's darkness, and she heard his voice through the tinnitus in her ears.

"Kerston..." she opened her mouth to shout.

Hearing her voice, Kerston's panicked heart finally calmed down, as if he had been rescued.

"Are you okay?" he asked, looking at her closely.

"Oh no, I feel like I'm going to die," she said with a pale face.

He pursed his lips. "I won't die."

He said, picking her up.

Nalilian leaned weakly on his shoulder, sweating all over.

Kersten laid her on the bed.

Lying on the bed, Nalilian felt that at least she was alive.

"Take this," Kerston said, bringing a pill and a glass of water.

He pressed the pill to her lips.

Nalilian swallowed the pills and was fed some water by him before she weakly asked, "What is this?"

"Painkillers," Kersten said, holding up his glass of water. "Want some more?"

"No," Nalilian shook her head.

Kerston poured her cold water.

It’s not his fault, because people here don’t have the habit of “drinking more hot water” and tend to eat cold food.

This is also one of the reasons why many British girls suffer from dysmenorrhea.

For example, she ate too much ice cream at Hannah's house at dinner because it was so delicious, which caused her to have menstrual cramps during her first period. It was all her own fault.

But painkillers?

Where did Kxton get it from?

After taking the painkiller, Nalilian's dizzy mind came to a clear state.

She looked at Kerston, who had put down the cup and pulled the quilt over her, and asked, "Why did you even prepare this?"

Sanitary napkins are understandable, but why does he even need to prepare painkillers?

"When I read about this in a book before, I asked my mother," Kersten said, "what I would do if I encountered something like this in Hogwarts."

"She was the one who told me I'd better prepare these."

"Kerston," Narilean closed her eyes, "you old bitch."

When you saw this in a book, you thought of her?

Not long after, Nalilian's hands felt stronger after eating, and she reached out to rub her lower abdomen.

"Will this be more comfortable?" asked Kerston, who had been watching her closely, after noticing her movements.

"Yeah," Nalilian responded weakly.

But her hands were cold and she had no strength, so rubbing had no effect.

Kerston looked at it and put his hand over it.

"Is that so?" he asked.

His hands were big, warm, and strong.

"Yes," Nalilian replied, squinting her eyes in comfort.

Kxton concentrated on massaging her lower abdomen.

Nalilian felt much more relaxed and slumped into the quilt. She couldn't help laughing at Kerston's focused expression.

“You’re like a mother who presses her belly button after giving her baby gas,” she said.

Kersten paused, then asked with his eyes downcast, "Is that comfortable?"

"Comfortable," Nalilian said.

It feels super comfortable when he presses it.

Under his massage, Nalilian fell asleep unknowingly.

Noticing that she had fallen asleep, Kerston tilted his head to look at the relaxed expression on her face, and his tense heart finally relaxed.

She didn't know that her face was so pale that her lips had no color at all.

Now there is finally some color.

As he relaxed, he noticed his hand on her body, and his fingers trembled when he realized what he had done.

He suddenly withdrew his hands and took a few steps back, but then he felt that his behavior was ridiculous and his attempt to cover up the truth was making it even more obvious. He slowly sat down on the ground and sighed.