They all think I'm a boss

The morning air in Yokohama is exceptionally fresh. The green leaves on the branches are dotted with a few crumbling drops of dew, and a few beams of morning light are reflected on them, making them appear more and more crystal clear.

The sea in Kanagawa is as calm and peaceful as usual, as if it has not yet woken up, exuding a hazy mist.

The sun in the sky has not yet fully risen, some sunlight shines on the sea through the clouds, and the deep blue sea water in the morning shows a little golden red under the sunlight.

It was still early at this time, and only a few people who got up early to fish and did morning exercises could be seen on the beach.

Fujikawa Toki was running and exercising along the seaside boulevard of Yokohama Bay. What he was wearing at the moment was not the uniform of the god-inspector he had been wearing all along, but a lighter black sportswear, with a long shawl that was always loose His hair was all gathered up and tied into a high ponytail, and the slender ponytail swayed slightly behind his head as he ran.

He was originally thin, but he couldn't see it in the wide uniform of the judge of the gods. Now he is wearing a light and slim black sportswear. The light and soft fabric outlines his slender waistline and straight and slender legs. The curvature of the thighs, some people who often come to Haibin Boulevard for morning exercises immediately noticed this strange black-haired youth.

Although he still wore a strange fox mask on his face, it still didn't prevent them from wanting to strike up a conversation.

However, before they came forward to talk to this new black-haired young man, he had already run far away, and his speed was very fast. These people ran behind him, and they were pulled away a short time later It's a long distance, and he has already run three laps. The people behind him who are going to strike up a conversation have long been out of breath. After running a lap, he stopped to drink water and rest. I finished three laps and seemed to be about to run a fourth lap.

Fujikawa didn’t have the habit of doing morning exercises, but he stayed in the Honmaru all day and had nothing to do, and his bones became stiff. It just so happened that Zero mentioned to him last time that he would run around the river bank every morning. While exercising your muscles, you can also feel the fresh air in the morning.

The air on the coast of Yokohama is always mixed with the salty smell of sea water, which is not fresh, but the sea breeze blowing on the body is indeed quite comfortable.

At this time, the sun rose, and the dazzling red light sprinkled on the blue sea. Fujikawa slowed down and looked at the sparkling sea not far away. A few beams of sunlight pierced through the clouds and sprinkled on him. His figure looked a little thin and fuzzy in the morning sun.

On the seventh lap, Fujikawa saw something lying on the side of the road from a distance. Fujikawa ran forward and found a boy in a student uniform lying there.

Fujikawa recognized that the boy was wearing the uniform of the Lihai Junior High School. He helped the boy up and pushed him a few times, but the boy still didn't wake up. Fujikawa reached out his hand to check his pulse again. After testing it a few times, his breathing and pulse were in a normal state, as if he just passed out.

Toki Fujikawa took out his mobile phone from his pocket, dialed 120, and the ambulance arrived soon. After Fujikawa Toki watched two medical staff in white protective suits carry the boy onto the stretcher, he was about to turn around and leave , was stopped by a medical staff and asked him to go to the hospital together.

Fujikawa Toki was a little unhappy at first, but he thought that the boy was a student of Rikkai University Junior High School, and maybe a classmate of Mukichi and the others, so he got into the car.

On the way to the hospital, Toki Fujikawa took a photo of the boy lying on a stretcher, sent it to Wuji and Yaken, and asked them if they knew the boy.

The signal in the ambulance was not very good, and the email was not successfully sent until the ambulance arrived at the hospital.

As soon as Wu Ji took out the textbooks for the first class, he noticed that he had received an email on his mobile phone. Seeing that the sender was his master's name, he immediately put down his schoolbag and opened the email.

A photo was sent along with this email. Wu Ji stared at the boy with short purple hair in the photo for a long time. He always felt that he had seen this person somewhere before, but he couldn't think of it for a while. When he got up, just as he was racking his brains to recall the identity of the boy in the photo, he was suddenly photographed from behind.

"Yo, Wuji, good morning."

Kirihara stood behind him with a shoulder bag and greeted him with a smile.

"Did you oversleep again this morning?"

Wu Ji stared at the black-haired boy behind him for a while, judging from his messy hair, wrinkled shirt and pants, and messy tie, Wu Ji estimated that he must have overslept again in the morning, and There was still a lot of sweat dripping from his forehead, he probably ran all the way here, stepping on the school gate that he entered.

"Hey, I stayed up late last night to play a copy of Monster Hunter, and I overslept if I didn't pay attention."

The boy chuckled, and touched the back of his head in embarrassment.

Then Kirihara took out a golden omamori from his pocket, on which the words "good luck" were crookedly embroidered with black silk thread.

"Thanks to Mukichi, the guardian of your family, I was able to rush to the classroom before class during this time."

Kirihara looked at the golden garrison in his hand and said happily.

"I think the reason why you are not late, Kirihara, is entirely because you stepped out of experience, and it shouldn't have much to do with our family's guard."

Wuji said with some dumbfounding.

"Really?"

Kirihara rubbed the back of his head in a daze, then he put the shou in his hand back into his trouser pocket, and said with a smile, "Well, no matter what, since I begged this shou from your house, I feel that my luck It’s improved a lot. When I stayed up late last night to play dungeons, I got a weapon that I’ve wanted for a long time. The drop rate of this weapon is very low. Thinking that it came out just after I brushed it yesterday. After I equipped the weapon, many people wanted to join me as a friend and team up with me to fight monsters. Hehe, this is the first time I experience this kind of welcome feeling. "

So is that why you stay up late playing games and oversleep?

Wuji looked at him helplessly.

"Ah, but it's a pity that Minister Yukimura's family believes in Christianity. Otherwise, when he was sick and hospitalized, I could still ask your family for a 'quick recovery' omamori. Maybe he will recover soon."

Kirihara lowered his head and said with some regret.

Originally, when the minister was sick and hospitalized, he planned to go to the Honmaru Shrine to ask for one for him, but Senior Liu told him that the minister's family was devout Christians, so he had no choice but to dismiss this idea.

Minister Yukimura?

Hearing the name, Wu Ji was stunned for a moment, then he handed the mobile phone in his hand to Kirihara, pointed to the photo on the screen and asked, "Kirhara, can you see if this person is from your tennis club?" Minister?"

He had been invited by Kirihara to watch the training of the tennis club before, but unrelated personnel could only stand outside the tennis court and watch. He once saw Minister Yukimura from a distance, sitting on the coach's seat with his shoulders on his shoulders. Wearing a khaki team uniform jacket.

However, Wu Ji only glanced at that time, and did not leave a deep impression on that minister, so when his master sent the photo, he just thought it looked familiar, and he didn't recognize the iris in the photo at a glance. The identity of a boy with hair.

But after Kirihara's reminder, he remembered it. He vaguely remembered that the head of the tennis department also had iris-purple curly hair.

"Minister Yukimura?!"

Seeing the person in the photo, Kirihara suddenly widened his eyes, and looked at the boy Wakisashi opposite him in surprise, "What's going on? Why do you have a photo of Minister Yukimura?"

"This is from the Lord, my brother sent it to me."

Wuji replied seriously.

"My brother happened to see Senior Yukimura who was lying on the ground during his morning jog, and he has already called an ambulance to take him to the hospital..."

Before Wu Ji finished speaking, he saw the black-haired boy opposite suddenly turn around and run towards the door of the classroom. At this time, the class bell rang, and the math teacher with books and lesson plans appeared at the door of the classroom, and was caught The black-haired boy who jumped out of the classroom was hit hard, and both of them fell to the ground at the same time.

However, the black-haired boy quickly got up from the ground and quickly ran towards the stairs.

The math teacher who was still lying on the ground held his waist and shouted at the boy's figure, "Kirhara, where are you going?! Class is already in session now!"

"I'm sorry teacher, I have something to go to the hospital!"

After leaving this sentence, the boy ran away, leaving behind only the furious math teacher and a group of classmates who didn't know why.

"That guy Qieyuan is so courageous, he dared to openly skip class."

"The one who escaped was still the class of the Great Devil Sugimoto, so I will definitely be invited by the parents now."

"So why is he in such a hurry?"

"He said just now that he was going to the hospital, but it doesn't look like he is sick..."

"Could it be that some relative is sick and hospitalized..."

……

Regarding Kirihara's performance just now, everyone talked a lot, until the angry math teacher walked into the classroom holding his waist, the students in the class stopped discussing and kept silent.

Wu Ji turned his head and looked out the window, then looked down at the photo on the phone screen, a trace of worry flashed across his delicate face.

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