I'm afraid it's not a fake hero

Since that day, Jie Luo felt that something had changed between the two of them, but she couldn't explain why if she asked her to make it clear.

It's just that the two of them got along more naturally. They ate together tacitly at noon, and went back to the office tacitly after eating.

At the same time, the most troublesome thing for Jie Luo is nothing more than the suicide of a boy named Shusuke Tsushima.

Within a week, he received at least five "suicide hotlines" from the other party. He jumped off a building once, hanged himself twice, and fell into the water twice.

Almost every day has not stopped.

But this time, the young man was obviously not as lucky as the previous few times. When he entered the water to commit suicide, he hit the accumulated rocks at the bottom of the river, and his head was broken in an instant.

So, after rescuing him, Jie Luo directly called the ambulance.

When he was carried into the taxi, the boy's head was temporarily wrapped with a bandage, and blood was hanging on his forehead.

Dazai moaned and groaned in pain, as if he was about to lose consciousness in the next second.

Jie Luo followed into the car and slapped him on the stomach.

"Be patient, don't moan."

Dazai raised his eyes to observe the girl's expression, and what caught his eyes was a cold face, straight eyes, neither joy nor worry.

——No impatient look as expected.

The young man's brows and eyes were lightly closed, and he stopped his voice in a moment of boredom.

The two of them were silent along the way, relatively speechless.

Ever since we met, he always seemed to be trying to challenge Jie Luo's endurance, and when he found no results, he would show such a boring expression.

Even now, lying sickly in the ambulance with an injury, is also an incomprehensible expression.

#Really so difficult to understand, Tsushima-san#

Jie Luo looked at him, and suddenly stretched out her hand to hold the palm on his side, pale and cold.

He froze for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to shrink back. After realizing that it was her, he shook his hand back weakly.

***

After being sent to the emergency room, Jie Luo accompanied him to do a series of laboratory tests, received two stitches, and stayed in the hospital for two days for examination.

In the boy's obviously anxious and resistant expression, Jie Luo forced him onto the hospital bed.

There is a pungent smell of disinfectant in the nostrils, and the white walls and curtains enter the eyes.

The environment of this hospital is not bad, clean and tidy. The only regret is that the wards are tight, and Jin Dao boy can only be wronged to live in a room for two.

The patient next door was a boy with blue-gray hair. Jie Luo had asked the nurse that it was not contagious pneumonia.It seems that I didn't pay attention to the fever after being exposed to the rain, and the sudden fever turned into pneumonia.

The other party has been living here for a week, and usually lies quietly on the bed, does not talk to anyone, and is ruthlessly withdrawn.

The hospital bed in front of me had drawn the curtain tightly, and only the outline of a young man could be vaguely seen, but the young Tsushima beside him smiled inexplicably after seeing clearly the name tag hanging next door.

"What? Someone you know?" Jie Luo asked.

"I don't know~"

Hey, hey, are you lying so perfunctorily?Jie Luo thought funny.But she has always been interesting, and she didn't mean to break the casserole and ask the bottom line, so she stopped talking.

On the contrary, the boy next door who heard the two talking, poked his probe, and after seeing Dazai's face clearly, he immediately looked as if he had eaten a dead fly.

Under Jie Luo's surprised eyes, he hid behind the curtain in disgust, and the next second there was a scratching sound from inside.

It seemed that the touch of flesh and nails made the scalp tingle and the heart feel cold.

#Hey hey hey, this... Patient, is it really all right? ? ?

"Look, we really don't know each other~" the young man said with a smile, his face was bloodless and pale, and Jie Luo's eyelids twitched violently when he saw it.

"Don't talk for now, you can have a good sleep and rest."

"Then what will you do if I fall asleep?" He said aggrievedly, as if he was afraid that she would leave just now, and weakly pulled the corner of Jie Luo's clothes.

Like a coquettish kitten, so cute.

Jieluo thought.

--bump!

At this moment, the sound of something falling to the ground came from the next door, which attracted the two people to look sideways.

The blue-gray haired boy opened the curtain and came out, his slippers rubbing against the floor.

He opened the door of the ward, and before going out, he glanced at the two of them with indescribable expressions.

After the door was closed, there was the sound of footsteps fading away, mixed with inaudible murmurs.

"It's disgusting."

One person in the room had a weird expression, and the other was smiling.

"Is he scolding you?"

"No, Jie Luosang misheard."

***

Xu Shi was really exhausted, first he fell into the water, then he knocked his head and bled profusely, the boy on the hospital bed fell asleep after a while.

Interestingly, the patient with blue-gray hair never came back until Tsushima-san fell asleep.

Unlike when he was awake, the disgust that hung between the brows of the sleeping boy, and the carelessness in his gestures and gestures disappeared in an instant.

Well-behaved like another person.

The air conditioner in the room was turned on very cold, Jie Luo tucked the thin quilt covering his body for him, and then got up.

——Zizizi

The black pupils flickered slightly, and Jie Luo's footsteps paused slightly.

Here it comes again, that faint electric sound.

——Zizizi

——Zizizi

Different from the previous times, this time the sound of electric current coming from my ears became more and more clear, and even revealed a familiar feeling.

The moment Jie Luo frowned and thought, the air in front of her eyes suddenly twisted for a few seconds, and the next moment a transparent screen of light was projected in front of Jie Luo's face.

"Moxi Moxi, Jie Luosang!"

The Master's long-lost face was magnified several times and squeezed on the screen. Jie Luo's first reaction was to immediately put her finger in front of her lips, making a silent gesture, and then looked at the sleeping boy behind her.

Seeing that the boy was still sleeping soundly, the heart that she raised in her throat finally fell.

After tiptoeing to the toilet in the ward suite, Jie Luo lowered her voice and said, "Master, keep your voice down."

Fujimaru Tateka nodded as if smashing garlic, but because the two re-established contact, it seemed that he was the only one excited, and a little grievance and dissatisfaction floated in his heart.

"Finally got in touch with you, Jieluo, how are you?"

Jie Luo: "It's okay, don't talk about greetings, what's going on? And, can I go back to Chaldea now?"

Fujimaru Tachika scratched her head, looking rather distressed.

"Not yet, the situation is a bit tricky now, the world you are in has now become a unique world, and no one else can enter except you."

"And, Jieluo, it was Alaya who summoned you, didn't you feel it?"

Jieluo:? ? ?

#What do I feel? #

"The day you disappeared, Da Vinci was in the laboratory... broke a Holy Grail..."

Jieluo:? ? ?

"The Holy Grail is a bit different. It was brought back by Da Vinci from another small world. It seems that his own consciousness has been generated in it..."

Wait, I don't understand what you said, what does it mean that the Holy Grail has its own consciousness.

"Jie Luo, the evil of this world resides in that Holy Grail, and... Da Vinci broke him when he was doing research, and then that broken little cup escaped when Da Vinci was not paying attention... "

Jieluo: "...so?"

Fujimaru Tachika took a deep breath: "Jie Luo, your task now is to recover the fragments of the Holy Grail and the evil of this world that resides on which fragments you don't know."

#? ? ? #

***

When she came out of the toilet, Jie Luo was a little top-heavy, and her head was buzzing in a mess.

On the hospital bed, the black-haired boy was still sleeping soundly, Jie Luo glanced at it, and left the room lightly.

The door was gently closed without a sound.

The young man's eyelashes trembled a few times, and those iris-colored pupils opened. The depths of the pupils were as dark as a dark abyss, and there was no light left.