Supernatural is king

Happy birthday.

Huili has never been so eager to leave the hospital.

Really.

She has never missed so much the bamboo horse who was disgusted by her before and always smiled like a fox with malicious intentions.

"Masaharu, I want to eat an apple."

"Do it yourself." Nioh Masaharu refused.

"I want to eat an orange."

"Cut it yourself."

"Grape!"

"You don't need to wash it, just eat it."

It wasn't until after school in the afternoon that I learned from Liu Lian that Qingmei had been stabbed and hospitalized because of being robbed, Masaharu Nioh was so frightened that he almost died.

He stared at the heartless on the hospital bed, as if it was not his own who was hurt, pushed the fruit plate on the bedside table towards her, and said flatly, "Eat."

Eri doesn't buy it.

Eri fell back like a playwright, looking pitifully at the unmoved Nioh Masaharu, hoping to extinguish a little bit of anger in his friend's heart: "But my hand hurts so much."

Masaharu Nioh cast a glance at her, and raised his hand to pick up the fruit plate.

Eri's eyes lit up.

I saw the boy put the fruit plate into his arms.

"You didn't hurt your hand." The boy peeled a grape and threw it into his mouth, with a calm expression on his face: "If you don't eat it, I'll eat it myself."

Eri was shocked, looked up Hiroshi Yagyu for help, but found that Hiroshi was talking happily with Asahina Hiroshi on the balcony holding a book.

This friend can't do it.

Really can't do it.

As the partner of the person in front of her, she was allowed to face such a terrifying Nioh Masaharu alone.

"Pfft."

Seiichi Yukimura, who was sitting on the sofa not far away without any sense of presence, burst out laughing instantly.

"At the same table, what are you laughing at?"

Seeing that Eri turned her head and stared at him resentfully, Yukimura Seichi kindly reminded: "Masaharu only found out about your hospitalization from Renji after school."

These words are no longer cryptic.

Eri understood instantly, and then she looked helpless.

"Are you a three-year-old?"

Masaharu Nio still peeled an orange with a blank face: "No, I am five years old."

So the two children who didn't grow up started the endless cycle of "you are three years old." "No, you are only three years old."

But when the sun was about to set and the teenagers stood up to say goodbye, Nioh Masaharu asked awkwardly, "Can you stay in the hospital alone?"

Only then did Eri vaguely understand Nioh Masaharu's intention to quarrel with her at such a young age.

"Although I hate hospitals, this is already a common occurrence for me." Huili waved at the teenagers, smiling brightly without any haze: "Go home."

The ward instantly became deserted.

Asahina Ko was also urged to go back by a phone call from home, and now she was really the only one left in the ward.

There is no Tamamo who sticks to her all the time, no Tsubaki who always stays where her eyes are, and no Seimei who can accompany her to pass the time.

It was really quiet.

Eri, who deliberately ignored a certain little bastard, silently hid herself under the blanket.

Sleep and sleep, and when you fall asleep, you won't think too much.

The moon quietly hangs on the willow twigs.

An orange flame quietly penetrated through the crack of the open window, and amidst the large expanse of beautiful flames that suddenly bloomed, it turned into a tall and straight figure and quietly landed beside the sleeping girl.

The man had flamboyant short golden hair, and the clear and magnificent orange-red flame burning in front of his forehead also dyed those eyes golden.

He undoubtedly has European blood, but there is a slight softness and delicateness unique to oriental people between his eyebrows and eyes.The meticulously tailored suit wrapped in a windbreaker outlines an elegant and powerful figure, and the cold and indifferent gaze slowly softened when it was placed on the girl.

The man stood gently by the bed, took off the pure black fingerless gloves on his hands, and touched the girl's eyebrows with slightly cold fingertips.

His eyes were as clear and tolerant as the sky, and he complained affectionately: "Don't let me keep watching you get hurt, Mom."

Magnificent and brilliant flames gushed out in an instant, enveloping the girl, but did not burn anything.

Under the bandage, countless cells stimulated by the flames repaired the girl's damaged wounds, and slowly restored them to a clean and new state.

The girl's face also gradually turned red.

Seeing this, the warm flame gradually faded and returned to the man's eyebrows.

Giotto turned to leave, but he heard a small sound behind him.

Eili slept very uncomfortably, but suddenly found that the itching of wound healing that had been bothering her had disappeared.

Sleeping until her mouth was dry, she stretched out her hand half-dreaming and half-awake to feel for the water glass on the bedside table, but she couldn't find it after touching it for a long time. Until someone walked in quietly and handed a touch of cold water to her hand, and held it tenderly. She carefully poured the water into her mouth with her hand.

After her throat was no longer so dry, Huili subconsciously let go of her hand, turned around and shrank back into the quilt, returning to her sweet sleep.

Giotto, who was holding a water glass, laughed, took the pen and paper on the bedside table and wrote something under the glass, and looked down at the girl's back for a while before turning into flames and leaving the ward.

The morning sun shone on the girl's face half covered in the quilt, the girl's eyelashes trembled, and she slowly woke up.

Didn't she draw the curtains last night?

Eri, who just woke up and was still in a shutdown state, stared blankly at the opened curtains, thinking slowly.

She stood up and raised her hand to touch the water glass that was specially placed on the bedside table before going to bed yesterday, but was surprised to find that the weight of the water glass was wrong.

Eri looked sideways, and found a note under the cup.

The Italian handwriting written on it was elegant and dignified, but what was written made Eri smile.

[Good morning. ]

There are only two simple words, but Eri has already confirmed who left it.

She patted all over her body, and when she found that all the injuries on her body had healed, she became even more certain.

It was Giotto, the child she had raised.

Eili clipped the note into the book to prevent it from being lost, and suddenly remembered that it was fortunate that he was in Pengo Lie's hospital, otherwise he didn't know how to explain such a serious wound that healed overnight lossless.

She felt she could be discharged from the hospital.

But she still has to look good. When she was bored in the hospital and didn't know what to do, Asahina Ukyo brought Eri Atobe, who just found out that the child brought by her mother's remarriage, to the hospital. Take it home.

They are both familiar with each other and can no longer be familiar with each other. The two looked at each other, deeply feeling God's will.

Should this be called good friends who eventually become brothers and sisters?

Eri shivered in fright at what she thought of.

The author has something to say: 3.3

I accidentally fell asleep halfway through the code word, but maybe because I kept thinking about the code word, I woke up again.

Reluctantly coded such a little bit, I sent a hahahaha hiccup first.

The transition may be a little longer, and I plan to write a little more daily.

Give a big shout out to the big babies who commented!

Here are a few questions to explain:

1. Eri's time flows only in the main world, so she can only grow up in the main world. In other different worlds or parallel time and space, she will always stay in the appearance of time travel.

2. The ghost killing dungeon is to travel through time and space to the Taisho period after becoming a god judge, and then help the ghost killing team to kill the boss, so it should not raise children. (But it is possible to save several cough cough cough cough)

3. Eri and Tamamomae cannot be called love, it can only be said to be the companionship and dependence of the high god and the only darling who can bring her into the world, which has nothing to do with love.

4. Update time... basically daily update, but people, there are always times when you want to be lazy (guilty)

There were more than one hundred comments in the last chapter, so this time it will be the same as last time, the first hundred small red envelopes hhh

I love you guys!

☆感谢在2020-03-0222:51:46~2020-03-0402:50:03期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!