Shirase Survival Notes

Click!Zhong Yuanzhong also directly crushed the cup in his hand, and the orange juice in it began to flow out.

He sullenly said, "You guy, do you have to speak with thorns?"

Shirose stared at him without showing any weakness: "You provoked it first."

"I'm here for you!"

"After I backstab you?"

"you!"

"Mr. Zhongyuan!" Hasegawa walked over quickly, "Is there anything I can help you with?" He swept his eyes away, "Let me change the cup first, so as not to hurt your hand."

Nakahara Chuya's hand moved away from the shattered cup, but the shards of glass that were supposed to fall stopped firmly in place, barely maintaining the appearance of a cup.

Hasegawa paused: "Mr. Zhongyuan, the bathroom is over there, you can go and clean the stains on your pants first."

"No need." Zhongyuan Zhong also handed over the card: "Pay the bill."

Shirase clenched his hands tightly, and the nerves of his whole body were tense. If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, he would probably have directly replaced it with a trigger body. He even exchanged the black trigger coupon, precisely because he knew how powerful Chuya was. Only then had to be prepared.

The matter between them would affect Hasegawa, that would be the last thing he wanted to see.

Hasegawa put his hand on Shirase's shoulder, with a smile still on his face: "Xiao Tao, go and pay Mr. Zhongyuan."

"Yes." The waiter standing aside hurriedly went up to pick up the card, and went to the cashier in a hurry.

By the way, he read it right just now, the glass was cracked like that, but it didn't come loose?

How good is the explosion-proof quality of this cup?

"Mr. Zhongyuan." He moved his palm away and put it on Shirase's head this time, "If our Shirase has offended you in any way, I will apologize to you on his behalf. However, I think this kid's temper has become more serious recently. It's getting better and better, Mr. Zhongyuan must have said something first to make him so angry. If that's the case, I hope Mr. Zhongyuan will apologize in kind."

He patted Shirase's head lightly to comfort him, motioning him not to speak.

Shirase did not say a word, but he didn't realize that he was wrong.

Nakahara Zhong also looked at the big hand on the white head and felt it was extraordinarily glaring, but now he really has no position to do anything.

Backstabs, sheep falling apart, any one thing is enough to break the friendship between them. Rather, it is a miracle that they can sit together for three meals.

That's it.

Lowering his eyelids, Nakahara Chuya's blue pupils were uncertain.

Putting a hot face on a cold butt is too cheap, it's not what he should do.

After receiving the card handed over by the waiter, Zhong Yuanzhong also left directly.

There was the sound of glass falling, it was the glass that was shattered without support after he withdrew the supernatural power.

The waiter who just went to checkout: "I just thought that the explosion-proof of this glass seems to be good, but now it seems that it may simply not be time to be smashed."

"The word shattered is too scary to use, hurry up and clean up." Hasegawa turned his head away after speaking, "Wait until I get off work."

"Ah."

Shirase sat back in his seat.At this time, the emotion of fear slowly arises, goosebumps arise, and breathing becomes short of breath.

Not good...

Because the school life was too comfortable and peaceful, he even forgot the tension in the other world.

Moreover, Zhong also seems to be stronger.There is such a strong sense of fear in the face, so how can you face the entire port mafia and hounds?

He is so slack!

Zhong Yuanzhong, who was out of the door, kicked the street lamp directly, and the street lamp sank directly, the light tube flickered, and finally turned on tenaciously.

"Damn it, damn Shirase!" With a low curse, Nakahara Chuya's chest heaved up and down due to his rapid breathing.

In the end, Zhong Yuanzhong also took out his mobile phone, opened the email, deleted, deleted, edited and finally sent it.

In Shinjuku, Yuzuko Yamabuki was lying on the table, with homework that was also bothering Shirase under her head.She was happy when the phone rang, and thought it was a new business, but she didn't expect it to be Zhongye.

【I didn't tell Shirase about that. 】

Seeing the news, You Xing curled her lips, but in the end she didn't reply and continued to lie on her stomach.

Nakahara did investigate Hasegawa, but by mistake, he did not use the power of the port mafia, but found Yuxing.He didn't hold out hope at first, but he didn't expect to get detailed information soon, and it was precisely because of this that he went to the restaurant to block Shirase every day, just to explain things clearly there.

I didn't expect it to become what it is now.

"Ah damn it! That guy Shirase is definitely sick!" Nakahara Chuya also roared, attracting the eyes of people on the street who looked like they were mentally ill.

Sitting in the co-pilot, Shirase lowered his head and looked at his palms, without saying a word.

Hasegawa didn't start the car, but let the car park quietly on the side of the road looking at the neon lights.

Hasegawa: "Tell me, what happened at that time?"

"Didn't Mr. Hasegawa also say that I have a good temper now, so I must be angry because of what Chuya said?"

Hasegawa: "I did it to save face."

Shirase raised her head sharply: "That's why you think I'm making trouble for no reason!"

Hasegawa took a look and understood: "Sure enough, that boy said something."

Shirase: ...

"About me?" That's all Hasegawa could think of.

Shirase hummed.

"Chuya...he's the port mafia. He investigated you, so I'm mad."

The hands holding the steering wheel tightened, and Hasegawa was extremely thankful that he had the foresight to not start the car.

"My relationship with Zhongye is a bit complicated. I used to be a companion, but later I betrayed him because of various things, so I took a different path. But that doesn't mean he can investigate people around me."

"He probably saw something."

"What... what?" Shirase looked at the people around him in surprise.

Hasegawa: "Want a story? Listen to it if you don't want to. I want to tell it now."

"My family... the Hasegawa family is a medical family. My father, grandfather and even my great-grandfather are doctors, doing research in medicine. Of course it is good to cure diseases and save lives, but then the supernatural beings from Europe joined the battlefield and the firepower was tilted. Grandpa felt that medical skills didn't seem to work. So, Hasegawa's family began to cooperate with the government to assist in supernatural experiments."

'Is your supernatural ability implanted by experiments like mine? Thinking of Chuya's words at that time, Shirase gradually understood.

"My father and elder brother... No, to be precise, I am the only one in the family who rejects this matter." Speaking of this, Hasegawa laughed at himself, "I once went to the laboratory and saw the... child inside. Of course, not only There are only children, and adults also have them, but it’s the child who impresses me the most.”

"It was a child who was desperately sent in by their parents because of a rare disease that could not be cured. They thought they were grabbing a chance, but they didn't expect that it was the road to hell." Hasegawa said, "Only six days, The child's hair is all white because of the medicine, and his whole body is incredibly thin, and his weakness can be seen with the naked eye alone."

"All efforts to stop it were in vain. Bottles of drugs were still injected into his body. In less than half a month, the child who was still alive turned into a cold corpse."

"So, I escaped. I escaped from that laboratory and that house. After struggling hard, I gradually found myself, but I also became a drifter."

"The idea of ​​studying medicine has long been dismissed. I entered a second-rate university and studied finance, which has nothing to do with medicine. I cut off all contact with my family."

Hasegawa chuckled: "Do you know why I came to the service industry?"

Shirase shook his head.

"Because, when you look at those ordinary people, you will feel that they are people, real people."

And in the laboratory, those researchers with focused and even fiery eyes, who ruthlessly push drugs into animals and humans, are just mechanical workers of the institute.

In Hasegawa's view, they are not even human beings anymore.

Hasegawa tilted his head: "If your former partner found anything, it should be about the cooperative experiment between Hasegawa's family and the government. It's really amazing, it's worthy of the port mafia."

Shirase: "Now is not the time to praise."

There was silence in the car.

"Mr. Hasegawa recruited me this part-time job because he remembered someone?"

"Well. If the child is not dead, he is probably as old as you."

"It's not because of him that he takes special care of me."

"No. To be honest, I don't really remember what the kid looked like."

"It's ironic, it's like the brain has protected itself, forgetting the most terrible thing, but still becoming a nightmare that lingers for many years."

Obviously at that time, he was just the child he saw through the glass of the laboratory, and he didn't even say a word.

He couldn't remember why he was crying and shouting to prevent other researchers from continuing to inject drugs, and what mood he was feeling at that time.

"Mr. Hasegawa, although I didn't learn much and didn't know much, what I can be sure of is that it was not your fault. Just like you can't do anything to save him, you have never done anything wrong." did anything to harm him. Perhaps, there is not even a memory of you in that child."

"To him, you are nothing, so let yourself go."

Eyes widened, Hasegawa was stunned by this sentence.

"Really, a child is going to be comforted."

"I'm not a child anymore."

"Hey hey hey."