I run a bank in Tokyo

Chapter 185 Healing Fruit
at home.

Sakurai Hitomi suddenly received a message from Shin Seijuro: "Open the window."

It's already past 2 o'clock in the morning, but I haven't rested yet.

In fact, she came back today because of Shin Seijuro's request.

It seemed that he wanted to surprise her.

I don't understand why it was at this point in time, so she couldn't fall asleep most of the night, tossing and turning on the bed, and when she received the message, she was looking at her phone bored.

Get up and open the windows.

Before he could see the person clearly, Shin Seijuro had already stepped in.

His eyes were immediately attracted by the strange fruit in his hand. The color and shape were unusual. Even if someone picked it up, he would not have the courage to taste it.

"Healing fruit, ability is healing, and most of the injuries of creatures can be cured, but it also depends on the degree of development of one's own ability. Excessive use of the ability will cause the ability user to be unable to move, and consume a lot of energy. You should use it with caution. Also , It’s best not to let outsiders know about this kind of ability.” Suppressing his restless mood, Shin Seijuro gave her the healing fruit.

With the help of Nanamin Hashimoto's Ou Qi brush, I bought the second devil fruit on the way back.

"Yeah." Hitomi Sakurai kept it in mind and asked, "How much?"

There must be an amount so that he can be repaid in the future.

"100 billion yen." The healing fruit is twice as expensive as the flourishing fruit, and I don't know how the system mall sets the price, or it's not the system that sets the price!

"Oh!" Hitomi Sakurai nodded slightly, looking at the devil fruit in her hand.

With the ability to heal fruit, even if she can't use it openly, she can still use her medical skills as a cover to start a big business of making money.

Not the character who puts his gratitude on his lips, but remembers it in his heart.

"By the way, you should also cherish your tears. After eating the fruit, your tears will also have a healing effect." Jin Qingjuro urged.

"Hmm——" Sakurai Hitomi took a bite of the healing fruit after receiving his signal. She originally wanted to respond, but ended up groaning in confusion, her face instantly wrinkled, and tears almost burst out—the sense of taste suffered Instinctive reaction after a huge shock.

It's too bad!

An indescribable strange smell exploded in her mouth, like stuffing a mop that had been retting for several weeks into her mouth, and then stirring it vigorously, ruthlessly destroying her taste buds!

"I forgot to remind you, the taste of devil fruit is not very good." Shin Seijuro said.

Sakurai Hitomi looked up, glaring at him fiercely.

Is this called "not so good"?

Obviously taste hell!
"The fruit ability needs to be developed by yourself. One of the skills I remember is to condense the blood drawn from the human body into dandelions. Your own tears can also be used. These dandelions have a very good healing effect. It is similar to blood. The person whose blood is drawn The better the physique, the better the healing effect of the blood." Shinseijuro said again.

"Hmm!" Hitomi Sakurai responded while chewing on the healing fruit.

Perseverance is very strong, and it can already endure strange smells.

"In addition, the restoration of the ultimate ability of the fruit will shorten the lifespan of the capable user, so don't use it!" Jin Qingjuro warned her.

"I see." After Sakurai Jinmei swallowed the pulp in his mouth, he suddenly paused and raised his head to ask, "What's wrong with you? What's the matter?"

It's been wrong since I came in!
The dusty traveler didn't even have time to sit down, and he didn't even say a single extra greeting. The words and sentences for the explanation seemed to be thought out in advance... Although the expression was not obvious, the negative emotions such as eagerness and anxiety were fully revealed in every word and deed.

"Tomorrow morning, if Tiqi comes to you, it will prove that I am fine, and everything will be as usual, and then I will explain to you. If Tiqi doesn't come, or I come, you just pretend that you don't know anything, and you haven't eaten the healing fruit , I don’t know what knowledge is domineering, don’t do anything, don’t think about anything, and live your own life in peace!” Shin Seijuro didn’t answer, but told her solemnly.

I had already thought about it when I came.

When I was about to face a life-and-death crisis—maybe I was suspicious, maybe it would be easy, but the risk of life and death was not ruled out—I suddenly found that I had no one to be sorry for!
Nana Hashimoto is not suitable and cannot be involved.

Kitano Mai, Takahashi Shinobu and the others are subordinates, so it's not okay.

The same goes for Homiz.

Ororo's temperament is not suitable, only Tiqi silently accompanied him as his shadow, equal to the same person.

After much deliberation, Hitomi Sakurai is the most suitable one besides Tiki!

It's not fair to her, after all, if she knows about it, if she fails, even if she pretends not to know anything, she will be at risk of being silenced.

But if you don't tell her, it will be more likely to cause accidents.

So, I can only bet on myself to win!
In fact, he felt that he had a great chance of winning, otherwise he wouldn't be so eager.

However, the risk of failure cannot be ignored.

I don't know what tomorrow will be like. As a part of his soul, if his soul is okay, Tiqi will be okay; if his soul is occupied, Tiqi will know.

So I chose to let Tiqi inform.

Sakurai Hitomi froze when he heard his words, and looked into his eyes.

At first glance, a pair of bright eyes seemed calm as waves.

But if you look deeper, you can find the storm hidden inside!
Obviously, he has made up his mind.

Also, there are some words that are not suitable to say to yourself.

"I see." He lowered his head, answered, and silently ate the healing fruit.

If something happens to Shinseijuro, this devil fruit is probably the only "weapon" she can use to discover the truth and avenge her!

Shinsei Juro sensed her mood swings, and to be honest, he was quite relieved.

Although he said that on the lips, he really hoped that she could protect herself, but deep down in his heart, he also vaguely expected her to choose this way.

Human emotions are really complicated.

"I'm leaving, remember to eat them all and don't leave any traces!" The lingering voice has not dissipated, but the person has disappeared.

"Hmm." Hitomi Sakurai looked up and looked out the empty window.

It was deep and dark.

Holding the few remaining healing fruits in both hands, he stared at it for a long time.

It wasn't until I consciously buried all my thoughts in the deepest part of my heart that I lowered my head and continued.

It's unpalatable!
In the already weird taste, a seemingly bitter taste was added, making it even more unpalatable.

The sense of taste that I thought I had adapted to became sensitive again.

What, it's like an account of the funeral!

Isn't it a very sure look!
should be fine.

Well, it'll be fine.

A crystal tear accidentally fell down and landed on her wrist.

A warm, reassuring feeling emerges spontaneously.

Is this what he was talking about?
It's amazing!

However, the feeling of powerlessness in my heart could not be dispelled.

outside the courtyard.

Jin Qingjuro looked at the familiar courtyard wall in front of him, as well as the dense branches emerging from the courtyard, all of which were changes brought about by himself.

I don't know when, I already have a very strong sense of belonging to this place.

Ever since he knew the function of the system, he has always regarded this place as the last refuge, and once vowed to "people" that it will be fine even if there is a thunder disaster!
I just don't know, after a few minutes, it will become my help or a shackle.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, he calmed down and prepared to enter the house.

At this time, he suddenly remembered something, his raised footsteps stopped, and his figure disappeared in a flash.

Appears in the master bedroom on the second floor.

Nanamin Hashimoto's room.

(End of this chapter)