Weather Blade

Qianqing didn't know how long she had been asleep, but when she opened her eyes, she saw snow-white eyes, which made her feel a little dazed for a moment.

Listening to the sound of raindrops hitting the glass, she gradually remembered where she was now.

By the way, she is in Yokohama.When confronting Guiwu Tsuji Wumi before, he used too much force and passed out... It's a pity, even that didn't kill Wumi.Now that the spell is used up, there will be no such good chance to trap him and kill him at will next time.

"Sister Qianqing, you're awake!"

The piercing sound of chair legs grinding against the ground coincided with the boy's crisp exclamation, Qian Qing rolled her eyes with some difficulty, and met Qing Tai's pleasantly surprised smile.

"Great! I'll call Mr. Undead Chuan, ah, and the doctor!"

"……A few days?"

After being in a coma for quite a while, Qianqing's throat seemed to have been sanded by someone, and the voice she made was so hoarse that she didn't even dare to recognize it.

"It's been seven days. Mr. Fushikawa went to attend an important meeting four days ago and just came back this morning. He is discussing with the doctor about transferring you to a hospital in Tokyo."

Qingta, who had been told thousands of times by someone to tell Qianqing as soon as she woke up, only hurriedly explained a few words to Qianqing when she ran towards the door, and then closed the door with a bang, like a small whirlwind Disappeared in an instant.

Seven days...she has been in a coma for so long...and now—

"Qianqing—!"

The door that had just been closed was pushed open vigorously, and the deafening bang even produced some echoes in the room.Even if she couldn't see it, Qianqing was sure that the door was scrapped and unusable.

"You guy-"

Accompanied by the familiar roar, the sound of heavy footsteps that almost stepped on the ground came gradually, but for some reason, when the footsteps stopped, the ward was quiet for a long time.

With her neck stiff and unable to move, Qianqing, who couldn't see the face of the visitor, didn't speak, just quietly staring at the snow-white ceiling in a daze.

"never mind."

As if a century had passed, Immortal Kawa Minami let out a long breath, leaned his upper body slightly forward, lowered his head, frowned, looked critically up and down, his pale face looked like he had been locked up in a basement without light for several months weak girl.

"You take a good rest first, and settle the other accounts together later."

Undead Kawa Minami restrained his ferocious eyes when he spoke, and his tone was as slow as possible, as if he was afraid of scaring someone who had just woken up.

"Is...is it raining outside?"

Staring at Zhuma's familiar twisted expression, Qianqing suddenly asked a somewhat abrupt question, making the other party wonder for a moment if she had fallen asleep.

"Yes, from the time you passed out until now."

"yes……"

Qian Qing didn't know what to think of, the black eyes that had just lit up darkened again.

"Tsk, give me a good rest first, don't think about things." Seeing her expression, Immortal Kawasami still couldn't help frowning, and glared at her, "Come with me when you have a rest." Go back to the headquarters, my lord has something to ask you."

"Good~"

Qianqing was not surprised by this result.It was only strange that she dragged out the big boss whom no one else had seen even the hem of his clothes and beat him up, and was not taken back for a few days of 'friendly communication'.

However, speaking of this—

"Shimi...ahem...you go back this time—"

Although she stopped because of coughing in the middle of her speech, and her hoarse voice could not hear the tone at all, but she lit up a little bit of starlight in her black eyes, making Immortal Kawasami instantly understand what she meant.

"Hmph, those guys who haven't seen the world are pulling me to ask desperately one by one, it's so annoying."

Shinya put his arms around Qianqing's shoulders to help her up, and at the same time erected the pillow so that she could half sit up and lean on it.

Then he stretched out his left hand, took the water glass handed over by the very winking Qingtai, and fed Qianqing a few mouthfuls.The impatience and irritability in the slightly drooping eyebrows and eyes faded away, replaced by a childish complacency.

"Especially the two of them, Yi Hei Yu Sui, who have been yelling that they don't believe that I cut Wu Mi's head off, and it was the Lord Master who finally calmed down. It's so annoying."

Master Fengzhu's expression and tone read as disgust, which is really embarrassing, so obvious that even Qianqing, whose mind is still dazed like a layer of fog, can feel it.

"Haha, it seems that this time, Shimi, you made a big splash."

Although I have never seen the two pillars, Yihei Yusui, after listening to Zhuma's description, it is not difficult for Qianqing to imagine the lively scene at that time.

"Then, Shimi, how do you plan to thank me, the hero who helped you make a good comeback?"

Qianqing looked sideways at Shimi, twitched the corners of her mouth that were a little stiff, and her bright black eyes were full of anticipation.

"Thank you?" Undead Kawa Minami repeated these two words in a low voice, restrained his flying eyebrows, and snorted expressionlessly, "Yes, our Ghost Killing Team has made plans, thank you so much .”

"After all, Qianqing, you are the weather witch who attracted the ghost king that no one in the ghost killing team has seen in a hundred years and suppressed him, changing the color of the world."

A good exclamation sentence was read word by word by Mr. Undead Chuan with a gloomy expression as if he was telling a ghost story. Qianqing coughed heavily in fright, and said with a weak face: "I suddenly feel dizzy and chest tight Shimi, can you let the doctor at the door come in and take a look at me?"

"Okay, after making sure you're all right, I'll personally send you on your way."

The last place name "Go to the Ghost Killing Team" was deliberately omitted, and the bully smile on the corners of Master Fengzhu's eyes made this sentence sound like he was sending someone to Santuchuan.

So, the old doctor who had just ran over from the ward on the first floor, his legs were weak, and he almost fell to his knees.

He seems to have heard something great! Will he be silenced? !Although this generous Mr. Undead Chuan is a familiar face, his murderous aura is more terrifying than any gang boss he has seen in the past few decades!This kind of murderous aura mixed with human blood cannot be faked!

Although the old doctor with weak feet and gray temples really wanted to roll and jump to the top of the stairs and jump down, he didn't even want to run as far as his retirement salary, but when he caught the sight of this terrifying boss, He still silently grasped the door frame and stood up straight. With heavy trembling steps, he moved to the side of the hospital bed step by step. Trembling, he took out the stethoscope hanging around his neck, held it and stretched out his hand.

However, when the hand was halfway out, it was stopped by someone holding it tightly.

"What are you going to do?"

If it was said that Immortal Kawasami just had a cold face like a gangster, but now that he is frowning and no longer suppressing his murderous aura, he is a real hell Shura.

"I, I, I... I just want to hear the lady's heartbeat because she said her chest is tight! There is absolutely no other meaning."

At this point in the matter, the old doctor was frightened so that his dementia would show up early, and he also understood the crux of the problem.

It turns out that they are not enemies, but lovers!

As a married man who was already married and had children and grandchildren on the way, the old doctor instantly showed the expression of someone who had come here, and the eyes he looked at Immortal Kawasami suddenly softened a lot, and even began to think that his fierce eyes were cute.

Hmm~ He understands, he understands~ He can’t control his emotions when he’s worried about the girl he likes, he’s had this kind of time too~

"Mr. Bushichuan, don't be nervous, be careful to scare this lady."

Considering that girls are relatively thin-skinned, the doctor avoided some ambiguous words and smoothed things over with a smile.

"Huh? This thick-skinned guy won't be as frightened and trembling by such a trivial matter as you, old man."

The white-haired young man raised his eyebrows and sneered slightly, with a look of disdain on his face. If it wasn't for his body still blocking the front of the hospital bed and not taking half a step away, the old doctor would have suspected that he had been blinded and misjudged just now.

You are obviously worried that people are terribly worried, so it’s fine to say it honestly. If you are so twisted and aggressive, when the time comes, the little girl can’t stand it and runs away with him. Let’s see where you cry!

Maybe it's because he completely regarded this fierce white-haired young man as a young boy who pursues girls he likes. The gray-haired old doctor who can't stand the punch of the young man in front of him is not afraid of him at all, and even has a bit of hatred for him. The preaching mode is turned on:

"Mr. Bushichuan, are you usually busy with work and rarely get along with this lady? Let me tell you, a girl of this age is as delicate and slender as a flower bone, and she must be taken good care of her."

The palm-sized face of the weak girl leaning on the pillow was pale, and her bright black eyes were the only color. She looked so pitiful, and instantly aroused pity from the doctor's heart.

"Look at how thin this child is! This kind of child with old injuries should be taken care of. I will check her up later and prescribe some medicine to regulate her body. You must remember to tell her Three times a day—"

"Shimi, I think I'm ready, when are we going to hit the road?!"

In the last second, I was leaning on the pillow pitifully, as if the girl who could blow her away by others gasping for breath jumped up and sat up straight and lifted the quilt. It is estimated that everyone has already put on their slippers and rushed to the door with a lot of energy.

"Lie back to me honestly!"

Pushing the person back with irresistible force, the indifferent and selfless Immortal Kawasami ignored Ome's pitiful eyes asking for help, and nodded politely to the old doctor with kind eyes: "I'm sorry."

"Oh, no trouble, no trouble, this is what I should do."

After answering with a smile, the old doctor took out his stethoscope again and approached Qianqing under her despairing eyes.

"I'm really healthy and nothing happened!"

"To shut up."

"Shimi, you are too domineering! How can you do this! I also have human rights!"

"I'm temporarily depriving you of it now, and you can get it back if you have the ability."

"why is it like this--!"

……

Amidst the noise of the two tit for tat, the old doctor completed the preliminary examination of Qianqing, leaving a conclusion of 'the body is fine but because the foundation is relatively weak, it needs to be recuperated', and then quietly left with Qingtai. Leave room for the young couple.

"Did you hear what the doctor said? Take medicine on time every day, go to bed early and get up early, and exercise properly."

Immortal Kawa Minami pinched the corner of the medicine sheet with wet ink on it, and deliberately shook it in front of Chiharu's eyes.

"I will give this to the butterfly when I go back, so don't try to escape."

"I see." Qian Qing, who knew that she couldn't escape this situation no matter what, answered in a disgusted manner, and said listlessly, "The doctor also said that I am fine, so I can go straight after leaving the hospital tomorrow? Shimi, are you Fengzhu, you can't stay in one place for a long time."

Undead Kawa Minya paused, the shadows hanging from his eyelashes covered the obscurity deep in his eyes.

He obviously still had the willful and naive expression on his face that hated taking medicine as before, but the words he spoke were so... so strangely sensible.

After a few seconds of silence, he seemed to have made some important decision, and suddenly raised his eyes to meet Qianqing's gaze, with a proud expression of indifference that always appeared on his face.

"Ah, we will leave after the inspection tomorrow morning confirms that there is no problem."

"After all, the understaffed Demon Slayer Squad is not yet luxurious enough to put two pillars in a small place like Yokohama."