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At two o'clock in the afternoon, the Vengley Forum.

[Hey, have you heard that Mr. Shamar has been kidnapped. ]

[Back to 1L, why are you so shocked, his international arrest warrant is still hanging there. ]

[Hahaha, after all, he is the man who hooked up with the concubine of country X and stepped on the boat of 2062. ]

[Speaking of which, why didn't anyone exchange him for a bounty before. ]

[... The Vengley deficit has been saved! ]

[No, no, no, why are you crooked? Mr. Shamar was kidnapped by Lord Yunshou. ]

[Fart, don't label us Master Yunshou.Our Lord Yunshou has always only beaten people, so we are too lazy to do things like kidnapping. ]

[The Yunshou department and the Leishou department are about to fight hahaha. ]

[It's true, it's said to be to save a blonde lady. ]

[Wait, that means—]

[I seem to have heard something more explosive than Kirimori-sama going to work normally. ]

[Eh?Does Skylark have someone he likes? ]

[Just guessing guessing. ]

[Hahaha, is that so?I happen to be in Japan too, so I'll go visit Skylark. ]

[Who upstairs, dare to call our Lord Yunshou by his name, aren't you afraid of being bitten to death by Master Yunshou? ]

[Go back upstairs, that id seems to be Lord Yushou. ]

[......]

[Hahahaha, the landlord ran away in fright. ]

[Are you free? ]

[This is leisure and entertainment after work!Those upstairs don't know the joy of life. ]

[Go upstairs well. ]

[? ]

[That's Mister Reborn's id. ]

[......]

[This post has been deleted]

Shamar was bored browsing the forum, this was his only pleasure after losing the chance to hook up with cute women.

As a result, those timid guys were scared by Reborn's name and deleted the post.

He grumbled and complained, stuffing his phone into his white suit jacket.

Although as a doctor, it is not difficult for him to help treat diseases.

but--

It would be too much to not let him take this opportunity to have physical contact with a cute girl!

Then 99.99% of his reasons for being a doctor are lost!

What?You mean male?

He has always only cared for women, and men only care about whether he has a broken bone or a fever, just spit and wipe it off.

Shamar, who was thinking so indignantly, noticed the sign that the girl on the bed had woken up.

As if she hadn't realized her situation, she blinked in confusion, and just about to use her strength to sit up, she took a small breath because of the pain from the wound involved.

"I advise you to lie down for a week."

Erika heard someone say that, she turned her head slightly, and happened to meet the enlarged version of Shamar's face that was getting closer.

...Oops, pervert.

As a result of being frightened, he slapped him subconsciously, and Shamar, who has often experienced this familiar scene, avoided it flexibly.

He touched his chin and looked at Erika in amazement: "Oh! You recovered faster than you thought, is it because of that spell power?"

"..."

After waking up, Erika stared at the face of the man in front of her for a few seconds before digging out his identity information from her memory.

World-class black market doctor, Shamar.

As if seeing the doubts of the girl in front of him, Shamar scratched his hair randomly: "Except for the conjurer, I can't think of how you managed to get your bones to be crushed when they looked good."

Erika was silent for a moment. She raised her neck slightly and glanced at the casts on her hands and feet: "One week?"

Shamar was very confident in his medical skills, but he didn't know if it was his illusion. He always felt that he heard the word "quack doctor" from Erika's questioning tone.

In fact, Erika did feel that a week was too long.

If Miss Jia was here, Sharma would be able to witness a medical miracle with his own eyes.

Erika, who was thinking this way, didn't notice Shamar approaching mysteriously.

"With the liberty to ask, is that the relationship between you and Skylark?"

The man deliberately lowered his voice, there was some stubble on his chin, and he smelled of not strong perfume.

Before Erika could answer, he held his hand.

"That's it, I understand!"

……What do you unserstand?

"This beautiful lady, believe me, I will definitely rescue you from that guy's clutches." Reaching the area where he is good at, Shamar's voice can't help but become high-pitched, like a romantic Italian man, his back twitched Red roses, "We'll elope to Italy in the evening, don't worry, it's fun to date me."

"doctor?"

"Yes!"

"He's behind you."

"..."

The door of the Japanese room was wide open, and the close-fitting black suit outlined the smooth waistline of the man, and the purple shirt made his complexion fairer.

Hibari Kyouya leaned there, with long and narrow eye tails raised up, under the broken black hair, light cherry-colored lips were slightly hooked.

"The palm?"

His Adam's apple twitched, and the silver duckweed crutch slipped out of his sleeve.

Even though he hadn't done anything yet, Erika felt that there was a dangerous atmosphere everywhere.

"It just so happens that I'm in a bad mood right now."

Hibari Kyouya's cold eyes fell on the hand holding Shamar's Erika's wrist, and within a second, the flames of the cloud covered the entire duckweed crutch.

"Bite and kill."

Erika witnessed an extremely cruel scene. Shamar, who was lying in the courtyard, was motionless. Kusakabe Tetsuya dialed the emergency number of Bingsheng Hospital without any surprise.

Erika, who was lying on the bed, looked left and right, and felt that according to the past, now is the best time for her to escape.

Unfortunately, she had a plaster cast on her leg and couldn't move.

But since she is so miserable, then the real person probably won't be much better.

Erika exerted force on her abdomen and sat up from the bed. Before she could make the next move, she smelled the scent of Hibari Kyouya.

Vongola's strongest guardian walked quietly.

Erika glanced at him guiltily, not knowing what to say for a while.According to her last memory before she fainted, her vest was undoubtedly exposed.

Once Kyouya Hibari decides on one thing, no matter what others say, it will not change.

What's more, she felt that "the relatives are coming" at that time, and she couldn't help crying to wet his coat.

It was a miracle that Kyoya Hibari, who had a bad temper, didn't bite her to death.

"Kyoya?"

A familiar name was called out, with a cautious temptation.

This voice, which was exactly the same as in the dream, made the ink color in the bottom of Hibari Kyoumi's eyes thicker.

"What?" he asked.

In fact, Hibari Kyoya recovered his memory very early. The reason why he didn't take the initiative to find Erika was because he believed that small animals also need the space of small animals, and restraining them too early would only be counterproductive.

Until he heard the news that Varian and his party came to Japan from Kusakabe.

[Atobe Erika]

Unexpectedly, he heard Erika's name from them.

Immediately afterwards, Hibari Kyoya picked up the seriously injured Erika at the 88th Bridge.

Exactly like the winter in his memory, Erika Atobe of this world is also betting with her life.

He glanced at the unconscious Fu Heihui in the distance without any emotion.

——It was a ring last time, is it a person this time?

This realization made Hibari Kyouya angry.

For creatures that make him feel angry, he always bites and kills directly.It is natural for the weak to return to dust, Hibari Kyouya never had the idea of ​​showing mercy, let alone protecting anyone.

But for the time being, he wanted to hear the other party's sophistry.

So Hibari Kyouya looked directly at her, put the duckweed into the box, and sat down on the chair beside the bed.

He looked very calm and stable, not even a shadow of anger was found.

Erika choked for a moment, swallowed the phrase "Has anyone ever come to see me?" and replaced it with "Why are you in Tokyo?".

The system was surprised by Erika's keen perception of danger, it stopped eating melons, and asked suspiciously: "Did the host take any crash course in Otome games during the upgrade of this system?"

Gojo Satoru's face appeared involuntarily before Erika's eyes.

... I guess.

"Wow."

Slightly narrowing his long and narrow phoenix pupils, Hibari Kyouya did not ignore the brief daze of the girl in front of him, he stared at her like he was watching a prey.

"Erika Atobe, who are you looking through me?"

……

The surrounding air was so cold that icicles could form, Kusakabe Tetsuya saw the situation was not good and pulled Shamar towards the direction of the hospital. He closed the door of the Japanese room and decided to let the medical department stand by outside the door later. .

The system blinked innocently: "It's a long way to go, the host is still not good at attacking characters."

Erika: Haha, look, I will ignore you next time.

The system choked for a moment, it rolled around in aggrieved manner, and when it rolled halfway, it suddenly stopped as if it had sensed something.

"Host."

Erika:?

"XANXUS came and served."

Erika: ...

"I heard that Vongola has a ten-year-old rocket launcher."

Not intimidated by Hibari Kyoya, Erika, who has experienced the storm, has been able to cope with all this calmly.

She responded to the other party's gaze without hesitation, and said thoughtfully: "If you use it upside down, can you see the Kyouya from ten years ago?"

"..."

A sly smile, as if he knew that he would be seen through, and he tried to fool him with a joking tone without hesitation.

Hibari Kyouya was all too familiar with this.

But strangely he didn't feel angry.

Hibari Kyouya is actually much easier to coax than imagined.

Erika, who seized the opportunity, made persistent efforts. She knew that it was impossible for her to stay here for a week.

The real person's ability to learn is terrifyingly fast, and she has a premonition that if she doesn't learn faster than him, maybe she will lose completely next time.

"I know a doctor who can perform medical miracles."

Hibari Kyouya waited for her next sentence.

Erika looked at him expectantly, "My phone was broken during the battle."

Still wanted to run away.

"No, no, I have no interest in running away."

Erika, who had been bitten and killed by Hibari Kyouya countless times in the game, guessed the opponent's mind at once. She tried to raise her hand to deny it, but after glancing at the heavy plaster, she worried that her actions were too much. Too funny.

"Just get better soon and I can compete with you."

She said to Hibari Kyouya without hesitation.

"I want to become stronger."

"It's meaningless if you lose——Didn't you say that, Kyoya?"

There was a gleam of light in the phoenix's eyes, and Hibari Kyouya became slightly interested.

He recalled the information Kusakabe extracted from the broken cell phone.

"With Yosano Akiko?"

"...It's not that serious."

Erika would rather stay in bed for a week if her limbs could be healed only by being cut into pieces.

No, just lie down for a year.

"It's Miss Jiarui, her full name is Jiarui Nitzi."

"Can you help me contact her?"

Erika tried her best to part the corners of her lips, trying her best to keep her expression perfect without revealing any flaws.

After all, in her imagination, as long as she could contact Jia Ruzi, Li Mei, who was staying in the Conjuration High School, would definitely be able to find clues to her whereabouts.

XANXUS whoever loves to see, can't lose a single hair of her precious hair.

Rime, help.

Gojo Satoru is very upset now, very upset.

Under the 88 bridge, he stared at the blackened blood for a long time, and pursed the corners of his lips in displeasure.

Then, in Yidizhi's terrified eyes, he saw a curse spirit tormenting another.

"Tell me, why can she provoke so many people?"

"..."

"Answer me quickly, Yidizhi."

Yidizhi decided to use the unconscious Fu Heihui as a shield, he abandoned the dignity of an adult, and quietly moved behind the black-haired boy who was leaning against the wall.

He didn't have a clue as to why Gojo Satoru suddenly went crazy, and he didn't even know who the "she" he was referring to was.

But since it's a female term...

Yi Dizhi thought of the content of the gossip in the chat group a few days ago.

[Atobe Erika].

Wait, isn't this god of plague really coveting his students?

Yidizhi has moral condemnation for Gojo Satoru, but because the other party feels too oppressive, he dare not say a word of complaint at all.

"For example, if it's a lady from the Sign Department... Maybe it's because fifteen or sixteen years old is puberty?"

Gojo Satoru stepped on the head of a second-level curse spirit, and turned to look at him.

Yi Dizhi seemed to have seen his own tragic situation.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said in a dry voice: "That's it. It's normal for adolescent children to have a good impression of the opposite sex."

His eyes hidden behind the sunglasses blinked, Gojo Satoru let go of the corners of his tightly pursed lips, and with a little force on his calf, the scream of the curse spirit was lost in the sound of his head bursting.

"Really? So that's the case." Gojo Satoru smiled happily, tilted his head, and patted the stiff Yidizhi's shoulder with a smile, "You did a good job, Yidizhi."

"……thanks."

The crack on the ground showed no signs of widening, Gojo Satoru put one hand in his pocket, and while walking slowly, he raised his other hand and waved at Yijizhi.

"Then I'll leave it to you."

"...Where are you going, Mr. Gojo?"

Gojo Satoru stopped for a while, and he tilted his head back, speaking in a natural tone, "Of course it's to the hero to save the beauty."

……

No, just, that, are you sure Miss Atobe wants to meet you?

Yi Dizhi silently turned his face away.

As for Gojo Satoru, he didn't bother to care what Yidizhi thought.

He wholeheartedly wanted to find out the guy who cut off his beard and ruined his heroic plan to save the beauty to gain Lihua's favorability, and beat him up again.

No, a good beating couldn't relieve his anger, so he simply twisted the opponent's head off and it was the first ball of the current Koshien.

Gojo Satoru figured it out, since Erika always provokes annoying guys for no reason, he should simply get rid of them one by one.

She doesn't like being with them anyway, does she?

Gojo Satoru decides to forgive her reluctantly.

He pursued the magic power left by his spell on Erika's body, and chased him all the way from Tokyo to Bingsheng.

Gojo Satoru put his hands in his pockets and hummed an unknown song.

His depressed mood became cheerful again.

——If you didn't happen to meet Varian and his party who also came to rob people.

Wujo Satoru felt as if he had met them somewhere.

Playground?

No, he just walked by the gate of the playground.

Gojo Satoru, who didn't feel that his feelings were wrong, suddenly realized that Erika seemed to have tampered with his memory again.

It's decided, he's going to be angry.

"ME suddenly has a bad feeling, idiot prince."

Fran was the first to stop. Relying on the illusionist's intuition, he didn't want to have anything to do with the man blocking the way.

will die.

Absolutely will die.

"Hehehe, if you run away, you will be killed by the boss..."

Belphegor's words stopped at a burst of killing intent.

Surrounded by a huge sense of oppression, time seemed to be suspended for a moment.

Stronger than any enemy he has encountered before.

Belphegor suddenly understood Fran's meaning in the silence, he shivered, his lips stiffened, and he carefully looked at XANXUS who was protected by Skuvalo.

That unexpected blow was blocked by Skuvalo.

"Oh, you guys are stronger than I thought."

Wujo Wujo praised falsely, and he clapped his hands decently, but the corners of his raised lips relaxed in the next second.

"But it's a pity, I'm in a bad mood now, so I won't release water on you."

The scarlet eyes locked on Gojo Satoru's voice, Xanxus laughed hoarsely before Skuvalo clamored to chop off his head.

"It's interesting, garbage."

The gun that symbolized identity was raised, and the black muzzle was aimed at Gojo Satoru's face.

Gojo Satoru saw the same mark on the spear as Erika's magic tool.

[X].

That's right, that's him.

Gojo Satoru glanced at the gloomy sky.

Looks like there are signs of rain.

That's 10 minutes and it's over.

I just happened to be able to take Erika to have afternoon tea.

Thinking of this, Gojo Satoru unhurriedly raised his fingers, red energy gathered at his fingertips,

Spell reversal...

The trees on the side of the street rustled.

Gojo Satoru raised his head, and on the back of the white-haired Curse Master in a nondescript cassock was Erika who was smiling happily.

It's just that the happy smile only lasted for a second.

Gojo Satoru: ...

XANXUS: ...

Lime:?

Erika, whose expression was suddenly dull, only felt a dryness in her throat, and her hope prompted her to pat Limei on the back.

"Run away."

She said with vicissitudes of life.

"We're going to die here."