Today, the cubs of the Oda family are also ordinary

Sakunosuke Oda had a party with Dazai and the others last night, and also drank a lot of wine with Ango Sakaguchi, who was in charge of black technology in this plagiarism case.It was unexpected for Oda to become good friends with Ango Sakaguchi in the way of drinking buddies.You know, three years ago, the reason why Ango Sakaguchi was arrested and entered Hong Kong gangsters due to the situation was Oda.

When Oda met Ango Sakaguchi for the first time, his impression was that he was a gentle and elite young man.

If he hadn't worked in Hong Kong, he would have looked like an executive who took on important responsibilities in a top [-] company in the world, with no traces of gunpowder or blood on his hands.However, the fact is the opposite. Ango Sakaguchi is not only one of the most important intelligence personnel of Hong Kong gangsters, but also one of the targets of countless organizations, just to know the internal intelligence of Hong Kong gangsters in his head.

To be honest, when Oda first heard the name, he was a little surprised and didn't know how to speak.After Dazai saw through Oda's embarrassment at a glance, and directly revealed the past in a joking tone, Ango Sakaguchi was also surprised, but what was even more surprising was that Oda was a novelist, and he even put a book at home.Because I'm too busy, I don't have time to watch it.

Now Oda, Dazai and Ango Sakaguchi get along as drinking friends.

Around midnight, Oda returned home to get ready for bed, and went to check on Natsume who was sleeping as usual.

During the first two years of moving to the new house, Natsume and Oda still slept in the same room.Later, Akashi, who started university in Yokohama, said that it was time for Natsume to start having a room by himself, and Natsume moved to a private room on the second floor, next door to Kurosawa.After watching Natsume, Oda went to check to see if the light in the guest room was still on, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong, Oda planned to walk back to his room from the second floor.However, Oda suddenly felt dizzy for no reason, followed by a blackout, and accidentally fell from the second floor to the first floor.

A loud "bang -" woke up everyone in the room.

When Oda woke up the next day, the ceiling was no longer the usual wooden ceiling, but snow-white plasterboard.Looking to the side, the Central Plains is on his right.

At this moment, Zhong Yuan took off his black hat and put it on his knees, with his half-length hair draped over his shoulders, and looked out of the window at the scene in the morning light. His quiet and delicate profile was like a character in a painting.

When Oda was struggling to sit up, Zhongyuan also heard the movement, his empty eyes lit up again, and he used both hands to help Oda up quickly, carefully avoiding the bruises on Oda's hands.It was only then that Oda noticed that there were bruises of different colors on his arms. Although he had no impression, he also felt that he must have fallen down the stairs, and he fell badly.As long as there is a little expression on the face, you will feel the pain from the face.

"I may be drinking too much."

Oda was recommended whiskey by the bar.

Based on whiskey, the bartender mixed a Manhattan and a Martini. Although it was a bit stronger, Oda never thought he would get drunk.But besides drinking too much, how should Oda explain that he would suddenly lose consciousness.

"What about the rest?"

Zhongyuan seemed to be half-choked in his throat. He opened his mouth to say something, but found that he didn't make a sound. He stopped and maintained silence for three seconds.Zhong Yuan's shoulders drooped as if he had lost his support, and he clasped his hands together and said, "They are still at home, and they are probably awake at this time."

After getting the imaginary answer, Oda breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, isn't Kishi scared?" Oda felt that the things that happened to him recently were really one after another.Although there have been many car accidents before, they were all out of Natsume's sight, and they never went to the hospital.Now he fell down the stairs in his own house and was sent to the hospital.

"Takashi was fine at first, but Kishi was startled by Sawada's yelling, so Kishi may be a little worried now."

Zhong Yuan, Kurosawa, and Li Baoen had all seen the big scene, so naturally they would not be frightened. On the contrary, Sawada seemed a little flustered, but he had common sense, and immediately called the ambulance.

"When I was sent to the hospital, I had a physical examination." Zhong Yuan thought about it, and said, "The doctor told me first that you may need to be hospitalized for a while."

Oda felt that there was something in Zhongyuan's dialect, and waited for him to continue.

Zhong Yuan lowered his head and began to grab the brim of his hat unconsciously, and said, "Is there something you haven't told us recently? For example, the nasal bleeding has never been better?"

Oda didn't need to listen to more words, he probably knew what might happen.

"How long did the doctor say it will take to heal?"

"It may take a while." Nakahara tried his best to smile, and said with confidence to Oda, "The doctor said that he had malignant lymphoma, of course it needs to be diagnosed again. But if it is really sick, the doctor also said that there will be 80.00% survival rate, now that medical technology is advanced, no matter how serious it is, it can be treated to get healthy.”

"How many people know now?" Oda only cared about this matter.

"Takashi probably doesn't know about it."

After getting the test results, everyone's first reaction was to hide it from Natsume.

"If that's the case, don't tell Guizhi about it. When the treatment starts, just say that I'm traveling again, so as not to worry him. I'll go home and get the suitcase first." Oda lifted the quilt and was about to land, when suddenly Thinking of one thing, he said, "Dazai shouldn't know about it, right?"

Zhongyuan shook his head and said: "I won't contact him, and I guess he doesn't know about it for the time being. Mr. Fukuzawa also came to see when he heard the news. So Mr. Fukuzawa and Edogawa both know about it."

"Dazai's personality is a bit negative, so don't talk to him for now. I heard that you are also very busy recently." Oda has never asked about their work, but it may be that the atmosphere that Oda gives people is too stable and natural. Sometimes they will also unconsciously talk about work matters. "You and Kurosawa are working hard, and I will also tell them about Akashi and Toro, so they don't worry too much..."

"..."

Instead, Nakahara's depressed mood was aroused by Oda's comforting words. He didn't know what to say, and after being rubbed on the head by Oda, he just responded with a muffled "Yeah".

"If you look like this, people will think something happened to me when you go back? It's okay."

"Uh-huh."

Nakahara looked up at Oda with a calm face, and then lowered his head after answering, replaying what the doctor said to him over and over in his head——

"The patient had a physical examination a week ago, and it was recorded as malignant lymphoma. Maybe he didn't tell you because he was not sure. After all, it is a big deal."

"Yes, nasal bleeding is also one of the symptoms of bleeding."

"In my opinion, it would be better to receive chemotherapy afterwards, and a matched hematopoietic stem cell transplant is also needed. If the patient has family members, it is best to contact them early and make preparations in advance. Of course, the hospital will try its best to find a match."

"Don't worry too much, malignant lymphoma has enough theoretical and clinical trial support in medical treatment, and the survival rate is about 80.00%."

Why didn't Oda tell them about his illness?

……

Oda plans to stay at home for about three or four days to relieve Natsume's anxiety, and then he proposes to travel, and Natsume will not have too many thoughts.But when he got home, Nakahara was not in good spirits, so Oda patted him on the back.

"Zhongye."

Huanhuishen Zhongyuan stopped at the door of the house with his hat in his hands, shook his head, and said, "I'm not in a good state of mind. They will be more worried when they see it. I still don't go in." The collapsed Central Plains intends to go in the direction of Hong Kong and black.

Oda grabbed Zhongyuan's arm, and Zhongyuan stopped his panicked steps. After coming out of the hospital, he finally met Oda's lake-colored pupils again.

"I'll be fine, don't think too much." Oda said, "Is that okay?"

Zhongyuan also knew that he should be fine. Although he didn’t know what the disease was, the doctor also said that there was an 80.00% survival rate. Oda would send it to the best hospital with the best doctors and medical equipment. .

But he was worried for no reason.He didn't know how to explain his empty mood.

When he was in "Yang", Zhongyuan also experienced the injury or death of his companions, but it was the first time in his life that he watched others get sick and could only gradually die.Moreover, Zhong Yuan never imagined that there would be a day without Oda in his life.

"I always feel some bad premonition... I'm just a little scared." After Zhong Yuan finished speaking, his nose suddenly became sore, he quickly lowered his head, put his hat back on, and covered his eyes tightly. "I, I'm going to work first."

"Sorry……"

Although he always said that they were all children, Oda realized now that he had always regarded Akashi and the others as independent teenagers in his heart, and no matter what happened, they could deal with it calmly.

However, it is only now that he realizes that because of this kind of thinking, he has ignored a lot of feelings that they should have.

This "I'm sorry" broke the psychological fortress that Chuya Nakahara had just established in his heart called "strong".After Zhong Yuan realized that he was hoarse, he pulled out a wry smile, shook his head and said "it's okay", and ran away in the direction of Hong Kong and Hei.

Kurosawa noticed from the house that Nakahara and Oda had separated at the door, and took the initiative to come out to pick up Oda.Kurosawa said that compared to the emotional Zhongyuan, he was very calm in the face of this situation.

"Nakahara told you about your situation, and it will be good to cooperate with the treatment later. After you fell down the stairs yesterday, your face was covered with blood. Kishi didn't see it, but Sawada was scared, and Kishi was also scared. I didn't sleep all night, so I just sat on the sofa and said that I would wait for you to come back. Maybe I was thinking of my parents. I kept wiping my tears in the middle of the night. I was just tired from crying and fell asleep on the sofa. Don't wake him up for now. .”

Kurosawa didn't wait for Oda to respond, and asked hesitantly, "How do you feel...how?"

Oda responded: "There is no special feeling, it is still the same as usual."

"That's good."

Kurosawa nodded and continued talking.

"There's no need to tell Sawada about this matter. He has an expression that can't hide anything, and he is more likely to panic than Takashi. Eishi is also a little worried, but he is in his third year of high school and is about to graduate. You may consider not telling him."

"I know." Oda replied, "You have worked hard tonight."

Kurosawa's tone was stagnant, and he calmed down and said, "...you can talk about it when you get better soon, I'm going to work."

After the Kurosawa boy finished speaking coolly, he followed and left without looking back. On the way, he met Zhong Yuan squatting at the corner of the street.

Zhong Yuan was wearing casual clothes and buried his head in the crook of his arms. Even if he noticed someone parked next to him, he didn't intend to raise his head.

Kurosawa stood beside him without saying a word, silently letting himself go.

If someone murders Oda, they can send each other to hell at any time.But when Sakunosuke Oda is sick, the feeling of having nowhere to exert his strength is very frustrating.

It is obviously not an incurable disease, but the inexplicable anxiety is like a dark cloud hanging over the hearts of Zhongyuan and Kurosawa.

When Natsume woke up, he noticed that Oda was sitting on the porch of the courtyard, and the small garden was still full of beautiful flowers.As soon as Natsume stood behind him, Oda turned his head and smiled at him.

"woke up?"

"what did the doctor say?"

Natsume licked the lattice door unconsciously with his fingers, and he saw a slender monster in a cowl sitting next to Oda.This was the first time he saw a youkai approaching Oda so closely.

"It's okay, I just drank too much alcohol. Sorry to scare you."

Oda reached out to Natsume.Natsume glanced at the monster, then stared at Oda's hand, and finally put his own hand in Oda's palm, followed Oda's force, walked towards him slowly, and sat down beside him.And the monster moved to the seat next to him, as if he was giving up his seat automatically.

Natsume realized that he didn't seem to have a high aggressiveness, so he focused more on Oda, grabbed Oda's arm with both hands and said: "I had a nightmare last night. Didn't come back. Brother Sakunosuke, don't travel anymore, okay? Just stay here."

Natsume raised his expression with pleading and pleading.

Oda averted his gaze, looked in the direction of the garden, and said, "Takashi-kun, how about we keep a pet? It's at home. When everyone is out and busy, a pet will accompany you. What do you think, okay?"

"..." Natsume looked up at Oda who couldn't refuse, his light-colored pupils flickered, and finally lowered his head and said in a low voice, "I see, then I will go find the little pet with you. Don't go with others, just me and you."

"Okay, listen to you."

When Oda stood up, he took Natsume's hand as well.

Natsume pursed her lips, holding Oda's hand tightly with both hands.

At this time, the chubby cat, who was leaning against the corner and listening to the conversation between the two, looked around and dragged out a cardboard box at the garbage collection site.When the fat cat walked to the door of Oda's house with great difficulty and was about to sit down, it met another three-colored cat opposite.

The slender three-colored cat sat on the wall, wagging its tail slowly, and stared at it coldly.