Misaki, I can't see you anymore

"Then...that...can I ask a question..."

Hatta thought, now that his own face could burn down Kusanagi's bar in less than 2 minutes.

And at this time in front of him was the vice-captain of the young team, Seri Awashima, who was wearing a private suit and was stirring the red bean paste in the cocktail.

"What's the matter, Hatta?" Awashima turned to face Hatta, looking at the blushing face of the other party with some amusement.

"Monkey...Fushimi...has anything happened recently?" Hatta hesitated, but finally decided to ask simply and clearly.

"There's nothing to beat around the bush. He...he didn't ask for...for such an ambiguous reason as worry..."

"Yeah, he's not worried or anything like that! 』

"He just... just cares a little..."

"Yes, something happened."

Awashima's calm answer interrupted Hatta's awkward thoughts, and just five words made Hatta's brain stop spinning instantly.

"Eh?"

Hatta's questioning sound unconsciously made Awashima dumbfounded, so he had to repeat his answer:

"I said, yes, something happened to Fushimi recently."

At work, the somewhat intimidating deputy head of the Aozu has a gentle femininity due to the soft and loose long hair. However, Hatta, who has always been unable to deal with women and hates the Aozu, is unconsciously at this time. He grasped her wrist tightly, completely forgetting about the tension and anger.

Now, in his mind, there is only the message "Fushimi has an accident", which fills every corner perfectly.

The anxious whisper even brought a little vibrato, maybe even Hatta himself didn't realize how important Fushimi occupied in his heart.

"Well, Hatta, calm down." Glancing at Awashima's blackened face, Kusanagi had no choice but to remind him.

"Ah, I'm sorry!" Realizing his impoliteness, Hatta hurriedly let go of his hand, but still eagerly waited for Awashima's answer.

"I was attacked and lost my sight while performing a mission. The doctor said that the chance of recovery is extremely small." Awashima had a businesslike expression, but he still frowned subconsciously because he thought of that stubborn boy, "And, He refused anyone's care and help."

"Ah, that guy really has such an annoying personality..." Hatta scratched his hair, with a restless expression on his face, "Where is he now...excuse me?"

Hatta, who was full of sentences like "what's the matter with that guy", finally remembered "you should use honorifics when facing ladies" after the rude question, so the originally smooth question turned into something strange tone.

Awashima didn't mind the details, just after listening to Hatta's question, he threw out a key: "There is an address on the sign."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a loud bang, and Kusanagi said "Apologize to my door" with anger, after all, he had no choice but to hold back because of the sound of the skateboard that had gone away in three seconds.

"I'm so anxious..." Awashima picked up the cocktail he had been stirring and took a sip.

"Xiao Seri, you came to the bar because you knew Hatta would ask Fushimi-kun?" Kusanagi looked at Awashima with a smile while wiping the wine glass, although it was a question sentence, he had an affirmative tone.

"Exposed?" Awashima laughed unconsciously.

"It's clearly exposed," Kusanagi shrugged, "Probably only a fool like Little Hatta would not notice it."

"Actually, the head of the room sent me." Awashima drank his cocktail. "My king seems to know the bond between those two very well."

"Fushimi-kun, is it really impossible to recover?"

The gentle voice naturally inserted into the topic of the two of them, Cao Sha raised his eyebrows and looked helplessly at the sofa in the middle of the bar, not unexpectedly seeing the brown-haired man sitting up under the quilt.

"You're awake, Shishu."

"Well, Miss Awashima woke up when she came, but I heard that you two seemed to be having a very serious topic, so I didn't interrupt." Shi Shu still had a casual tone, but rarely looked at her without a trace of a smile. Awashima, repeated his question earnestly, "So, is Fushimi-kun really unable to recover?"

"According to the doctor's judgment, there is a chance of recovery, but it is infinitely close to zero." Awashima pushed the cup at his side back to Kusanagi, and turned to face Tenku with a calm expression.

"Hey~ Let Xiaobatian face Fushimi-kun who has lost his pride alone..." Toku pushed the quilt on his head to his shoulders, and smiled helplessly, "It seems to be very hard~"

"Well, sooner or later, the two of you will have to settle it." Kusanagi put away the cup Awashima pushed back and put it by the sink, shrugging slightly, "this time is also a chance."

Kusanagi didn't respond, Shishu turned his head and looked out the window of the bar thoughtfully.

Very thick dark clouds, so low that they seem to be able to touch the concrete floor of the street.

"It's going to rain."