Port Nanny, Dementia Online

When the golden light dissipated, the wound on the man's abdomen disappeared.

Nuliang Kouban has already woken up, and his hand caresses the part where he was pierced. The wound there has healed long ago, and only the pierced gap on the fabric of the kimono and the scarlet blood under his body prove what happened just now Not an illusion.

Yuu Shima tugged on Hiyori's bandaged cloak, Hiyori looked listless and unable to cheer up, which shows how much storage was consumed in order to treat Nura Kotomo.

This is the first time Shima Yu has treated monsters. In the past, when he treated Nakahara Chuya, Hiyori would not have such symptoms.From this, it can be judged whether Nuliang Carp's injury was fatal or irreparable.

Fortunately, it was discovered early.Shimao Yu has a little bit of conscience as a doctor.

He was thankful that he didn't leave the hotel.

"The second generation is awake!" The monsters exclaimed.

"How are you, Second Generation?"

"Master Carp Companion..."

……

The monsters are concerned about it.

"Father." Nuliang Lusheng stumbled over and threw himself into the arms of Nuliang Liban, "What happened?"

"Lu Sheng." Nuliang Liban patted Nuliang Lusheng's head comfortingly, "I'm fine, I'm sorry to make you worry."

"Mr. Nuliang." Shima Yu's complexion was pale, and it was the first time he clearly felt the loss of power, "What happened?"

Nuliang Liban shook his head and said, he obviously didn't want to say anything, "It was an enemy attack."

"Is it a feathered fox?"

Nuliang Koipan didn't want to say anything more, but when he saw Shima Yuko's blood-stained white coat, his pupils shrank, and he seemed to care more about Shima Yuko than his own wounds.

"Mr. Shan came to you?" He withdrew the knife placed by the bed, and was about to get up, "I'll kill her."

"It's been resolved." Zhongyuan Zhong also pushed him back, and said, "In this situation, you should stay in bed and recuperate."

"It was originally a personal enmity with me, but now it has involved you." Nuliang Liban deeply apologized, "You shouldn't be involved in the fight between us."

"You don't have to worry, I will take care of the matter of Yuyihu." Nuliang Liban promised, "I promise in the name of the lord of demons and monsters."

"There's no need to be so serious." He was about to politely refuse Nuliang Liban's help, but he could only feel the energy in his body was constantly draining. He stretched out his hand to hang Hiyo on his shoulder, and felt dizzy for a while, and his body swayed unsteadily , almost fell to the ground.

Nakahara Nakaya caught Shima Yu's crooked body, and Shima Yu reluctantly pressed his hand, "Chuya, I feel a little sleepy."

In front of him was the anxious face of the orange-haired boy, but Shimao felt that his vision was gradually blurring. Nakahara Chuya's lips seemed to be saying something. Shimao couldn't hear clearly at all, so he could only keep smiling and said: "I If you want to go back to your room and sleep, just sleep."

He even turned his head to appease Nuliang Liban, "Mr. Nuliang, when your injury recovers, let's talk in depth."

Nakahara Chuya sent Shimao back to the room, Shimao shrank into the bedding, and comforted Nakahara Chuya who was worried: "Maybe it's because of too much physical exertion, that's why it happened."

Under Nakahara Zhong's uneasy expression, Shimao closed his eyes contentedly, his heavy eyelids drowned everything directly, emptied his consciousness, and returned to darkness.

Looking at Shima Yuu's sleeping profile, Nakahara also faintly felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.

until late at night.

"Hey, Ayu, what's the matter with you?" Nakahara Nakahara, who had been watching all night, was the first to notice something wrong with Shima Yu,

Shimao Yu had already woken up, he huddled under the blanket and didn't make a sound, and he didn't have the strength to say anything, even his head got into the blanket, only some messy black hair was exposed.

"Do you have a fever?" Nakahara Chuya nervously opened a gap in the quilt, and touched Yuu Shima's forehead.

There was a scalding temperature coming from his fingertips. In the five years he had been with Shimao, this was the first time he had seen Shimao have a fever. This made Zhong Yuan at a loss, "I'll find you antipyretics."

He stood up, and then thought that this is a monster hotel, and wondered if there was such thing as antipyretic medicine.

"...What's the matter?" Osamu Dazai, who was sleeping next to Shimao, turned his head. I don't know if he is always like this. There is still a bandage wrapped around his head when he sleeps, but it has been loosened by rubbing. Finding it even more messy now, he opened his sleepy eyes and asked, "Ah Yu is sick?"

"I have a fever. The attack during the day really affected Ayu." Up to now, Nakahara has no interest in confronting Osamu Dazai, "Help me look at Ayu. Antipyretics."

Osamu Dazai stretched out his hands from under the quilt, stretched himself, and said listlessly, "Got it."

After staying in Zhongyuanzhong, he left the room without reassurance. Osamu Dazai looked at the sky outside the window. The sky had already dawned, and he could vaguely see the scenery outside the window.He propped up one arm to support half of his body, and poked Shima Yu's blanket, "Ayu, Ayu..."

Shima Yu, who was curled up under the blanket, didn't want to talk to him.

The pattering raindrops slapped the eaves, and Osamu Dazai felt that Shimao, who shrunk into a silkworm baby, was really interesting, so he poked it again, and persistently shouted: "Ayu..."

"...What's the matter?" Shima Yuko's voice sounded out from under the bed, "Mr. Dazai, I'm sorry, but today I want to ask for a day off."

"Am I the kind of boss who looks so unreasonable?" Osamu Dazai went on to poke the Sunshine Doll that was placed on the pillow, "Is it raining that affects you so much?"

"It's raining?!"

Shimao lifted the quilt with some strength. He widened his eyes and saw the raindrops falling outside like a bead curtain through the window. The rain was not heavy, but it brought tons of rain to Shimao. hit.

"...I'll just say why I'm so lethargic today." Shima Yu sighed and shrank back under the quilt again, "It really is raining."

"It should be said that you monster's weakness is too obvious." Osamu Dazai looked at it amusedly, "Will it be like this before?"

"How?"

"Of course it's a fever!" Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand, forcibly pulled Shima Yuu's quilt away, stretched out his hand to cover Shima Yu's forehead, and he sighed, "It's quite hot."

"Snapped!"

Shimao slapped Dazai Osamu's hand open, "It's clear that I didn't have a fever before."

"That's what makes you lose your spirit."

"Just now, Mr. Dazai, you said..." Shima Yu revealed a pair of golden eyes from under the quilt, and stared straight at Dazai, "What do you call me a monster?"

"Don't you know your identity as a monster?" Dazai Osamu played with Hiyori. Hiyori changed his usual energetic appearance, and looked as if his body had been hollowed out. The whole doll was wilted. Those who indulge. Sexual. Excessive people have the same similarities.

However, there was no blush showing fever on Hiyori's face, and he didn't seem to be sick. It's possible that Hiyori didn't have the function of being sick at all.

"...Yes." Shima Yu admitted aggrievedly, at this moment he wanted to say that he was a human being, but he couldn't even find a reason to convince himself.

"Then do you know what kind of monster you are?"

"Hmm..." Shimao poked his head out, and said with a distressed expression, "I don't know."

He didn't have the chance to touch the book "Hundred Ghosts at Night", where would he have the opportunity to find his own type by comparing the above characteristics one by one.

Besides, how could a monster like him, who had no father, no mother, unknown origin, and no combat power, appear in the famous encyclopedia of the monster world like "Hundred Ghosts at Night".

"Hihebo." Osamu Dazai replied briskly, "A monster that only appears on sunny days."

"Then what would happen if it appeared on a rainy day?" Shima Yuu echoed Osamu Dazai one after another.

"Maybe he will die." Dazai Osamu said the creepy words, "After all, no one has seen Hiyorobou on a rainy day, right? Or did you, Ayu, show up on a rainy day?"

Shimao thought for a while, and if it was raining, he would mostly choose to stay in a corner where there was no one.After coming to Hong Kong, this was the first time he encountered rain.

"It's true that I hate rainy days very much." Yuu Shima was helpless, "But based on this alone, you can't conclude that I am Hiyoribo, right?"

"There's also the point of bringing the sunny doll with you?"

The two were still arguing about whether Shima Yu was a monster like Hiyoribo.

"Yo~" The shoji door was pulled open, and Nuliang Liban walked in. He put one arm in the open front of his clothes, and he looked sloppy, he almost had a straw in his mouth, which is more in line with a swinger brother. image.

"I heard that orange-haired kid say you're sick."

It's best not to be called Nuliang Liban by Zhongyuan Zhongye, otherwise the unfinished fight will be settled today.

"Let me see." Nuliang Koipan squatted down and observed Shimojima's slightly red cheeks. After all, he was well-informed, and he quickly said: "It's nothing serious, because a lot of energy has been consumed. If it happens to be a rainy day, the energy consumed will not be replenished, otherwise it will not be so serious."

"After all, Rihebo is a kind of monster who hates rainy days very much. If it encounters rainy days, it will only worsen the injuries on the body."

When Nuliang Koipan revealed his identity as a monster, the previous debate with Osamu Dazai seemed to be meaningless all of a sudden.

Thinking that Yuu Shima got sick because of himself, Nura Kobi said apologetically, "If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have encountered such a thing."

His hand was pressed on Shima Yu's forehead, and a soft halo lit up on his hand, and Shima Yu felt the hot temperature on his forehead seemed to have dropped.

"Mr. Nuliang." Shima Yuu, who felt that he had recovered a little bit, struggled to get out of the bed. He was a little surprised, "What's going on?"

Shimao touched his forehead repeatedly, the temperature did drop a bit, and he felt much more comfortable.

"Actually, I inherited a little bit of my mother's talent, and I also know a little bit of healing." Nuliang Liban smiled and said, "I thought your body rejected other treatments, but I didn't expect it to adapt well."

It was the first time he had accepted someone else's healing ability, and Shima Yu was quite surprised.

"We've known each other for so long, yet I haven't had a formal self-introduction yet." Nuliang Koipan raised his face and sat upright in front of Shima Yuu, and even opened his right eye, which was always closed loosely.

"I am the second generation of the largest organization in East Japan, the master of ghosts and monsters, the second generation of the Nuliang Group, the cunning ghost slave Liang Koi Companion." The long-haired man sat upright.

Shima Yu: "Are you...?"

"I hope you can join my Nuliang team." The corner of Nuliang's mouth curled up into a smile, "After all, your ability can only be better displayed in the Nuliang team."

Shima Yuu couldn't help being shaken for a moment by the immediacy in his words, and then he met Dazai Osamu's expressionless eyes.

Poach corners directly in front of his current boss.

As expected of you, Nuliang Carp Companion.

The author has something to say: Da Zai: Poaching my corner?Shangzhong also!

Shima Yu:? ? ?

The next chapter is going back to port Mafia

Mr. Sen expressed his satisfaction, and finally came back to work overtime with him.