Gin and Red Fang are brothers

The eyelids seem to be stuck with super glue and it is difficult to separate.Qing Chuanchen's consciousness gradually returned, and he struggled to open his eyes - in front of him was a shining knife.

"!" His first reaction was to quickly roll over to the other side—but he forgot that it was a single bed, and he was still wrapped in a quilt and couldn't stretch it out at all. As a result, he fell directly from the side of the bed to the ground.

"Hiss——" Qing Chuanchen almost shed tears physiologically, he climbed up while holding the edge of the bed, and saw the leisurely Kurosawa on the other side.

He is peeling an apple with a fruit knife.

"You were so excited just after waking up. Seeing that you move so freely, you should be recovering well."

Qing Chuanchen climbed onto the bed and lay down again: "Hey... don't hold the knife in front of the wounded, it's not a good experience to see the blade when you open your eyes." He caught a glimpse of Kurosawa Jin cutting the apple into small pieces and putting On the plate, "Thank you for peeling my apples."

"Who said I cut it for you?" Kurosawa raised his eyebrows, poked a piece with a toothpick and stuffed it into his mouth.

"..." Qing Chuanchen was taken aback, "Whose apple is this?"

"Here's your apple."

"and you--!"

"I peeled it myself, what happened if I ate it?"

For a moment it sounded very reasonable.Qing Chuanchen choked for a moment: "You, you... huh!?"

Before Qing Chuan's words came out, Kurosawa suddenly stuffed an apple into his mouth: "Eat it, shut up."

"—Yeah, Qingchuan, you're awake." It was Jing Guang who opened the door and came in, "Are you... moved and crying?"

"..." No, she was choking on tears.

Qing Chuanchen swallowed the apple chunks in his throat with difficulty, and his eyes with teardrops were completely devoid of deterrence.

"Don't be too moved, it should be." Kurosawa patted Qing Chuanchen expressionlessly.

Qing Chuanchen: "..." Kurosawa, what's wrong with you! ?you've changed!The character who used to be naughty and irritating should be me.

...Feng Shui turns. _(:з)∠)_

Following Jingguang into the room was Fugu Rei, holding a stack of papers in his hand: "Oh, Qingchuan, you're awake! Don't worry," he raised the corners of his lips, "As a study committee member, I'll keep the papers for you."

Xiao Jingguang's blue cat eyes were smiling: "I also told the teacher, you will definitely finish it."

"..." Qing Chuanchen covered the quilt silently.Goodbye, false friendship.

This is the school nurse's office, where they were sent when they fell down the stairs.The professional level of the doctor's office of the winery school is very famous, almost comparable to that of a large hospital, so it is generally not necessary to send it to the hospital for non-major operations.

Because the injury was not very serious and no problems were detected, they were placed here temporarily—but the two of them strangely did not wake up—until now two days later.

"So... two days have passed?"

"Yes. Akemi Miyano woke up an hour earlier than you, and she has already left."

"She seemed to want to say something when she saw me, but she didn't say anything in the end." Jiang Gu Ling replied.

Qing Chuanchen guessed blindly, the kind-hearted Mingmei finally decided not to let Jianggu know that he will use a false certificate to work in the future...

"These days, Kurosawa is taking care of the class for you." Jing Guang said, "You can rest assured and rest for a few days~"

Qing Chuanchen was choked by the other party just now, so he replied casually: "Oh yes, thank you so much, Zhensang."

"Okay, get up and work quickly." Kurosawa hummed softly.

"Haha, actually Kurosawa is quite concerned about you." Jing Guang smiled gently, "He was the one who took the lead and carried you to the school infirmary."

"Hey?"

"...I'm just curious if you will have a mild concussion. It is said that you will have a short-term disturbance of consciousness and forget what happened recently. I just want to observe." Kurosawa took a sip of water and said, "It's a pity that you don't seem to be fine. matter."

"Mouth dislikes honesty—" Jiang Gu Ling prolonged his voice with a smile on the side.

Kurosawa Jin (with slightly numb expression): "..."

"I'm so touched, Zhensang." Qing Chuanchen deliberately used a rising tone, "As expected of a young-tamed-ran~~"

"...It's disgusting! Don't speak in such a tone!!"

Qing Chuanchen (le jpg.): Good guy, it's numb now.

The first day I walked out of the school infirmary was a late day, and when I was done with everything, the students on duty in the classroom also left.

Looking at the empty corridor, Qing Chuanchen sighed a little tiredly - he had experienced the life of a social animal too early.

When school was over just now, Qing Chuanchen first put money in a letter, ran downstairs and handed it to Hei Zi, the first grader, and quickly said when the other party was slightly startled: "If a child asks you to borrow money from now on, please lend it to him." . 』

Little Heizi:?

Before the other party could say anything, Qing Chuanchen waved goodbye.

After going upstairs, I went to Akemi Miyano to discuss the party. In the past few days, students have also signed up to participate.

After finalizing the first draft, Miyano Shiho stopped him again and dragged him to the rooftop to have something to say.

Qing Chuanchen: I am a spinning top...

"What was your first draft of the party?" 』The other party cut straight to the point.

"Why?Do you want to participate?Maybe we can consider adding another program—”

"Did my sister sign up? ' she asked.

Qing Chuan Chen looked down at the first draft: "Ming Mei-san's program is the last one, singing "Red Dragonfly". 』

"She can't sing. The brown-haired girl looked up at him, "Please, please cancel this show." 』

Why……?Qing Chuanchen was taken aback.

He still remembered Mingmei's cheerful appearance just now, and when he mentioned this song, there were dancing stars in his eyes.She said that this is a folk song her mother likes very much. After rewriting the lyrics and adapting it, she wanted to surprise her mother.

"But Akemi-san seems to be looking forward to it..."

"I'm going to have an operation soon, and the doctor said that my sister can't use her voice too much during this time—for her, singing such a song is already too much. "Miyano Shiho lowered his eyes, "Sister... I know she really likes it, but..."

"But no. 』Shiho pursed his thin lips into a stiff straight line.

"..." Qing Chuanchen paused, "meaning, is the time too long?" He looked up and said, "I see, I will find a way." 』

"You want to add someone?It's going to be a performance this week, so I don't have that long to prepare. ”Shiho sighed softly, “So… let’s cancel it.I will explain it to my sister. 』

"Anyway, let's try it first. Qing Chuanchen said with a smile, "Maybe. 』

—Try it.Qing Chuanchen recalled the conversation on the rooftop, walking alone on the way home.

If adding a singer, you must first learn Mingmei's adapted piece, and find someone to play the guitar.

Not all students in the class are suitable for singing, or have the desire... If you are a guitar player, maybe you can give it a try?If Toru Amuro knows this song, maybe Furutani has learned guitar? ——Although I haven't seen him play it.

And it's very important... Even if you add people, you have to think about the division of labor, a team that can highlight Mingmei's music and can work together perfectly.

...It is indeed a bit troublesome.

There was a dark alley in front of him, Qing Chuanchen suddenly realized that he had taken a shortcut again unknowingly.The memory left to him by that alley—Qing Chuan Chen reappeared the rabbit whose limbs had been cut off, and the red note under his body.

There is a damp, slightly musty smell in the nostrils, and there is almost no sunshine here all day.Qing Chuanchen clenched his schoolbag tightly and stepped on the incomplete red bricks.

In front of him was a figure with his back turned to him, who seemed to be squatting on the ground crying, his shoulders trembling with sobs.Qing Chuanchen's heart tightened.He moved forward slowly.

——With chestnut hair that was a bit familiar, Qingchuan called out tentatively: "... Natsume?"

The boy in front of him turned his head, tears were hanging from his eyelashes, his eyes were red, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Qingchuan... my dog ​​died..."

Qing Chuanchen took a few steps forward, and he could see clearly the intrusive scene in front of him—if it wasn't for the nameplate hanging around his neck, he would hardly be able to recognize that it was the little yellow dog of Natsume's family, because half of its body was covered with fur. They were all peeled off neatly, revealing the thighs and white bones that were cut along the muscle texture.

His gaze moved to the... familiar red note under the front leg.This color is dazzling and full of danger in the dark alley.

—It’s… this one again.Qing Chuanchen curled his fingers slightly.

"Ah Huang is usually very well-behaved, but he suddenly ran out yesterday and didn't come back." Natsume said in a low voice, "Auntie said, Ah Huang is getting old, maybe she is afraid of us being sad, so she went out to find a place to die quietly. "

"But I still want to find it, and then..."

Just found it here.

"...Did you see any strange people?"

Natsume shook his head: "No. I only saw two or three little monsters leaping over the eaves... There is no way to ask them."

"...Be careful, Natsume." Qing Chuanchen lowered his eyes, "There must be a dangerous guy near us..." His turquoise eyes flickered.

"Usually going to and from school, let Hu Sang continue to follow you. Although I don't think it has any offensive power-but at least it can let the wind go."

"As for the murderer, I... look for it." Qing Chuanchen stroked his chin.

"Hey?" Natsume quickly waved his hands, "No, don't, or forget it, Qingchuan, you..."

"After all, even if you call the police, you can't deal with this kind of thing. There are no surveillance cameras around here—" Qing Chuanchen smiled, "Don't worry about me, although I am usually rough, I will still be very calm at this time."

Natsume still had a worried look on his face: "...it's too dangerous, Kiyokawa."

"Relax." Qing Chuanchen leaned over and carefully inspected the wound on the puppy's leg, "... such an incision, depth, etc., according to the strength and technique of ordinary people, it may be done by a minor."

"Underage...?"

"Yes, but I don't know if it was a person or someone else assisted. I can only tell that the person who stabbed the knife should be a minor."

"Currently, the other party probably won't—at least for the time being." Qing Chuanchen exhaled, "I don't know what the other party's red blessing note means..."

"But it's okay, anyway, if a child is wandering around, the other party won't suspect that I'm looking for him." Qing Chuanchen showed a relieved smile, "The other party doesn't know me."

...maybe not.Qing Chuanchen thought.

——If the feeling of being watched when I saw the dead rabbit here was an illusion.

He can't remember clearly.