[Comprehensive] Kazuya's happy life

"School doctor?"

Is this... medical skills reliable?

The three other than Kazuya looked at each other in blank dismay.

Yamamoto saw their reactions in his eyes, and laughed nonchalantly:

"Be at ease. Dr. Shamar is very powerful. It is said that he is very famous in Italy. Many families are vying to hire him as their exclusive doctor."

"what……"

Although I feel a little strange about Yamamoto's word - "family" (family), but seeing the admiration on the other side's face, it doesn't seem to be fake, and more importantly, if Dr. Shamar is just an ordinary town Kazuya, a middle school doctor, would not travel thousands of miles to seek medical treatment in such a serious manner. Tatsuya and the three of them exchanged glances again, temporarily reserving their opinions on Yamamoto's statement.

And probably because he understood that what he said was useless, Yamamoto didn't say anything more, he just pulled Kazuya to the front with a smile, chatted with Kazuya about baseball along the way, and at the same time he didn't forget the three of them, Occasionally give a brief introduction to the streets or buildings passing by, so as not to make them feel left out.

It can be seen from Yamamoto's speech and behavior that he is a very sunny, cheerful and easy-going young man.

Unlike Kazuya, who was so gentle and quiet that he didn't look like an athlete when he wasn't playing baseball, he was a very typical sports boy.

It's no wonder that he and He Ye just met as opponents in the National Middle School Baseball Competition, and they became friends after only one game. (Although it seems that this is only Yamamoto's unilateral determination)

"The front is our school."

It took less than 10 minutes to walk from the station, passing a bustling commercial street and two relatively quiet residential areas all the way, and finally arrived at Yamamoto's school.

However, before approaching the school gate, Yamamoto stopped, turned around, looked at Kazuya and the others with a restrained smile.

"Well...how should I put it?" He scratched his head, looking troubled, "Although it's the weekend, some clubs in the school still have regular training, of course you can go in. But..."

"but?"

"Well, how to put it, it's just... the situation in our school is a bit special..." Yamamoto said, turning his head and looking at the school gate that doesn't look special from the outside:

"Our Disciplinary Committee Chairman is not only the school's discipline maintainer, but also the order maintainer of the entire Namori Town. He usually hates people who violate discipline, or gather in groups..."

"Gathering...?" Kazuya seemed to understand Yamamoto's strange statement for a moment.

Yamamoto nodded hard to meet his gaze.

"When there are more than three people gathered together, in Hibari—ah, our Disciplinary Committee Chairman—it seems that it should be regarded as a gathering."

"If he is in a good mood, he may not be killed every time he is caught in a crowd. After all, he is also very busy. How can he have time to kill the weak all day long for this. It's just..."

It's just that in recent days, there have been a series of consecutive attacks in Bingsheng that have not yet identified the real culprit.

Hibari's mood at this time is definitely not good. Yamamoto himself doesn't think he will be bitten to death (in fact, he doesn't have as exaggerated fear of Hibari as others), but Kazuya and the others are ordinary middle school students after all (then you Isn’t it?), and his friends again, he didn’t want them to be bitten to death inexplicably.

"Hmm..." Kazuya stood where he was and thought carefully for a while, "In that case, can we invite that Dr. Shamar outside the school? That way we don't have to meet the chairman of the Disciplinary Committee, right? "

"This..." Yamamoto was a little embarrassed, "This arrangement is good, but I have no confidence at all that I can invite Dr Shamar."

He said, with a slight wry smile on his face, "In fact, the only role I can play is to bring Kazuya and you to the school. Others..."

He is really powerless.

Kazuya also knew that what Yamamoto said was true.

He patted Yamamoto on the shoulder, and comforted him in a soft tone:

"It's okay. I didn't intend to bother you to that extent. How about this, let's take a closer look. If the Skylark-san you mentioned is guarding the school gate, then we can only think of other ways, or we Enter the school in batches, or you take me in first. If he is lucky enough not to stay there, he earns it."

Yamamoto didn't have any better solution for a while, so he could only express his approval.

A group of people walked cautiously towards the school for a while, until they could clearly see the situation at the school gate and found that there was no one there, and everyone showed a slightly reassuring smile on their faces.

"It seems that I should go to the town to search for the attacker." Yamamoto let out a sigh of relief, turned his head and waved to Kazuya: "Take advantage of this opportunity!"

Everyone didn't say much, and followed Yamamoto directly through the school gate and entered the school smoothly.

The Bisheng Middle School where Yamamoto is located has the same name as the small town Bisheng Town, and the environment looks pretty good.

If it was normal, Kazuya would probably still be in the mood to visit the baseball field in the school, but right now Qianli should be the top priority, there is another big devil in this school who doesn't know when he will suddenly return to the nest (Skylark: ...), naturally it is important to do business first.

Yamamoto obviously understood this truth, so even though the baseball field was not far away, he led Kazuya and his party to another direction without hesitation.

Soon, under the leadership of Yamamoto, a group of people came to the door of the health room.

Yamamoto and Kazuya exchanged a look, took a step back, and gave Kazuya the initiative.

And also smiled at him gratefully.

After a polite knock on the door, a lazy voice came from the closed door of the health room:

"Come in."

Kazuya signaled Xiaonan and Tatsuya to wait outside with his eyes, turned the doorknob, and led Qianli into the health room.

In the bright and tidy room, the man sitting alone at the desk with his back to the door heard the sound of the door opening, but didn't even turn his head.

"If it's a boy, turn left when you go out and don't give it away, if it's a girl..."

——The first half of the sentence was still in a cold and emotionless tone, but when it came to the second half of the sentence, it quickly took on a bit of obscenity and incomprehensibility.

The other party turned around while talking, showing a face of Brother Pig who couldn't bear to look directly:

"No matter what kind of illness comes, kiss first before talking~"

As he spoke, his mouth was already pouted.

"..." Kazuya was fortunate enough to have seen such a side of the other party, but he couldn't face it calmly anyway.

"Σ<(=っ°Д°)っ!!!" Chitose Chisato, a middle school student tennis strategist known for his calmness.

"...What, it's two brats." On the contrary, Shamar, seeing two boys coming in, immediately changed into an impatient face, and waved his hand in extreme disgust as if chasing flies. wave:

"Go and go. Whether it's a fever or an injury, just go and lick it yourself, and don't bother me with the doctor."

At this time, Qianli's eyes were dead.

He silently turned his head to look at Kazuya - this is the master figure with superb medical skills you mentioned?

This style of painting... is too strange, right? !

He also smiled bitterly.

"Dr Shamar." He took two steps forward, met Shamar's obviously impatient gaze, and showed a gentle and calm polite smile as always:

"It's really impolite to bother you. I'm Uesugi Kazuya, and this one is Chitose Chisato. The reason why I came to visit today during the holiday is because we have no one to ask for help except you."

Seeing that Shamar seemed to be slightly startled by his smile, he didn't interrupt his speech immediately, and He also immediately took advantage of the situation to introduce himself and Qianli in a few words, and before the other party had time to react, he changed the topic Continue again:

"Qianli's right eye was severely impacted not long ago, and he was almost blind for a period of time after the injury. After initial recovery treatment, although he was able to see, his vision was significantly weakened."

"For this reason, he went to many hospitals, and almost all of the diagnoses were nerve damage. Even with surgery, he couldn't return to normal."

"I accidentally heard about you from a friend who is studying here, so I wanted to ask you for help. Please, please help us, you are the last hope for thousands of miles!"

Bowing down solemnly, Kazuya begged earnestly.

Shamar, who was sitting on the office chair, stared at him silently for a while with an unpredictable expression.

Finally, in the anticipation of the two teenagers who kept bowing and pleaded all over their bodies, he smiled slightly.

"No."

A cold voice sounded without warmth in the health care room, as if for a moment, it extinguished the hope that the two people on the opposite side had just ignited.