Pure love DK is number one in the world

Murata's family didn't have the habit of eating late at night. He came back late, so he warmed up a box lunch in the kitchen, washed up and went to bed after eating.

Get up the next day to repair your Sun Wheel Knife, practice basic skills, and then have breakfast.

Breakfast is a typical Japanese breakfast - Murata has always belonged to the type of people who are good at feeding people who eat more if they like it, and eat less if they don't like it, and they can swallow it anyway. Whatever you do, it tastes delicious, and you don't pay attention to it at all.

Mrs. Murata touched his head affectionately: "Is the country fun?"

Murata swallowed the meal: "... so-so, I came back after finishing the task, and didn't play much."

"Have you made any new friends?"

"Have."

"Is the money enough?"

"Enough."

"Then when will you go to the school to report? I packed all the luggage for you!"

"..."

Hitomi Murata: "I've only been back for less than a day!"

Mrs. Murata showed a kind smile: "Coach Chunfu of the national team has been here eight times. If you don't hurry up and leave, our whole family will be annoyed to death by him."

Murata took two mouthfuls of rice, turned over and got up, still wearing the samurai uniform: "Please tell the coach, thanks for your kindness, but I really can't go, my body and mind already belong to the magic world!"

After speaking, he turned and ran, slipping faster than a rabbit.

Mrs. Murata shouted from behind: "It happens that your brother is going to the hospital, you two go together!"

Murata: "Know-know-"

Murata sat on the back of the bicycle, nervously grabbing the corner of Tomioka Yoshiyuki's clothes: "Brother, you won't overturn?"

Yoshiyuki Tomioka looked serious: "Don't worry, I can do it."

Murata: "...so I want to learn to carry girls, why can't I find girls to practice? My weight is much different from girls——"

Yoshiyuki Tomioka: "Because I can drop you off to the hospital."

Murata wondered: "Are you hated by the girls in the class?"

Yoshiyuki Tomioka: "..."

"Murata."

"Ok?"

"I'm very popular. I'm not disliked. Zhenmu likes me very much."

"……Oh."

Yoshiyuki Tomioka emphasized: "Really."

Murata perfunctory: "Okay, okay, really, let's drive quickly."

As soon as he pedaled the bicycle, the bicycle carrying the two wobbled and barely started to drive on the cherry blossom road.

Since the birth of Yoshiyuki Tomioka's bicycle, he probably never thought that in his lifetime, he would have to bear the weight of two adolescent boys who add up to more than 300 kilograms.

This unbearable weight of life makes the bicycle make a "squeak" sound as soon as it starts.

Murata bent his long legs hard, and was sneezed by the thick cherry blossoms.Yoshiyuki Tomioka also rode hard in front, the sound of breathing mixed with the screams of the bicycle, and for a while he couldn't tell who was worse, the car or the person.

The bicycle rode in front of a slowly rising slope, Tomioka Yoshiyuki stopped the bicycle hesitantly.Seeing this, Murata quickly seized the opportunity to put his feet on the ground to relax his crippled legs.

Yoshiyuki Tomioka: "I may not be able to ride it, you are too heavy."

Murata was considerate: "Then let me ride, I'm stronger."

Tomioka Yoshiyuki: "... makes sense."

So the two switched positions, and Tomioka Yoshiyuki was sitting in the back nervously grabbing the hem of Murata's clothes, while Murata was pedaling his bicycle vigorously in front.

Murata rode a little faster, and the wind blew the cherry blossoms and threw him all over his face.Murata, who was blinded by the cherry blossoms for a moment, sneezed four or five times and forgot to pedal.

Yoshiyuki Tomioka: "...Murata, are we going backwards?"

Murata: "Ah? Wha--Ah-choo! Ah-choo!"

The bicycle rolled down the ramp, and the two young people were also involved, rolled into a ball, and fell into the river next to the cherry blossom road.

With a loud "plop", the water splashed up, and the dense layer of cherry blossom petals on the river surface was smashed open, and the screams were endless.

Maternity House Hospital.

Murata was wrapped in a small blanket with a thermometer in his mouth.

The clothes are clean hospital gowns borrowed from the hospital, and the next bed is Yoshiyuki Tomioka who fell worse than himself.

After the two fell into the water, nothing happened to Murata, except for Tomioka Yoshiyuki in the back seat, who suffered a broken forearm.

Murata sighed: "It seems that I am not strong enough."

Tomioka Yoshiyuki: "No, there are also my technical problems..."

Murata learned from the pain and said: "I don't think we should practice on that cherry blossom road, it affects my performance too much."

The curtain of the ward was pulled open, and the petite doctor in a white coat smiled at the two adolescent sources of trouble: "I think your biggest problem is that you shouldn't use a single-person bicycle to try to seat two people."

"What do you think? Tomioka-san, and - Murata-san."

Yoshiyuki Tomioka/Murata: "..."

No matter how strong your nerves are, you can feel the murderous look on Miss Doctor! Hey! !

Murata suddenly realized: "So it's a single bicycle? Then it's not my problem!"

"Brother, how can you use a single bicycle to ride two people? It's illegal!"

Tomioka Yoshiyuki explained to himself calmly: "I modified the bicycle and added a load-bearing crossbar to it. According to the common sense of physics..."

Butterfly suppressed a smile, and lightly pinched Yoshiyuki Tomioka's arm.Tomioka Giyuu shut up immediately in pain.

Butterfly said softly, "Student Tomioka, it's better to shut up first, don't just challenge the patience, heart, bottom line of a young doctor like me."

"Okay, next, Tomioka-kun will have a good rest, and Murata will come with me for a physical examination."

Murata rolled up from the hospital bed alive and well, and followed Butterfly Ninja to check his body.

There are many and complicated inspection items. Even though the hospital has given priority to Murata's inspection, it still waits until the evening for the results.

Fortunately, the data has not changed much compared to last month. Butterfly Shinobu stamped him and said, "Let's go to Mr. Yushiro."

Murata took his physical examination report to find Yushiro - Yushiro was a specially appointed doctor at the Maternity Hospital, but his paintings were much more famous than his medical skills.

Perhaps it is precisely because of his excellent painting skills that most people have not noticed the artist's medical talent.

Murata pushed open the door of Yushiro's laboratory: "Mr. Yushiro?"

"Come in."

There was no emotion in the cold voice.

After Murata came in, he closed the door behind his back.

The research room was still the same as he was familiar with. There were very few medical equipment, and Yushiro's paintings took up most of the space, and all of his paintings were of the same person.

Yushiro covered the newly completed painting with a layer of black cloth, and turned to look at Murata.Immediately, he approached, took the medical examination report from Murata and opened it, his narrow blood-colored vertical pupils looked a little scary in the dark night.

"Well...the data are all stable."

With lowered eyelashes, he scanned the physical examination items at a glance, Yushiro said: "One more injection and you can go. The old rule is that the sleep time will be exaggerated within three days after the injection. Pay attention to the allocation of time and report to the school. Please take a good leave, so as not to be demerited."

Murata made a bitter face: "Do you still need an injection? When can I not get an injection?"

Yushiro was annoyed: "Do you think I'm willing to give injections to a big man? As long as you're not dead, you have to come for injections every month!"

"Satisfy you, only now that the science is advanced can you use ghost blood as a tonic. If you were 100 years ago, you wouldn't even want to be a human, pack up and come and be a ghost with me."

"Get off!"

Murata took off his shirt and lay down on the operating table.Yushiro stretched out his hand to press the tense muscles on his back—Murata's skin temperature was high, and when he touched Yushiro's cold fingers, a thin layer of goose bumps suddenly appeared on his back.

Yushiro pushed away the excess air in the injection tube, and patted Murata on the back: "Relax your muscles, or you'll be crying in pain again later."

Murata said stubbornly: "I'm mentally prepared this time, and I will definitely not——pain, pain, pain, bone, teacher, you pierced my bone!!!"

Yushiro remained unmoved, still pressing Murata's shoulder expressionlessly.

The tense muscles under the palm were thick and tough, as if pressing a piece of hard bread.Yushiro lowered his eyes and watched as the slender needle penetrated into the spine under the outline of the boy's muscles, and the purple-red liquid inside was gradually injected into it.

The bright purple color, like the color of wisteria flowers smashed into the flesh, gradually spread on Murata's pale back.

Yushiro didn't pull out the needle until the medicine in the syringe was injected.He broke off the disposable needle/head and threw it into the trash can: "It's over."

Murata gasped for air and got up, raised his hand to press the back of his neck where he could touch the spine: "Hiss, it hurts, I feel like I'm dead again."

He always felt that he could still touch the eye of the needle, and he didn't know how thick the needle Yushiro used.

Yushiro said coldly: "Hurry up and put on your clothes! Master Zhushi's painting is still hanging on the wall, don't pollute Master Zhushi's eyes!"

Murata quickly put on his clothes and bowed his head to tie the straps.

Yushiro glanced at him and said, "You are not at all like your great-grandfather."

Murata: "Huh?"

Yushiro's eyes turned away, and became darker: "Your great grandfather is a man with very ordinary talent and great luck. But you have been very talented since you were a child, but you are always less lucky."

Murata scratched his head, unable to follow Yushiro's words.The main reason is that he feels that he and Yushiro have a serious generation gap, and they can't talk together at all.

Yushiro waved his hand: "Forget it, you don't understand what I'm telling you. Get lost, go back and sleep well for three days."

"Leave less exposure to the sun, don't die from the sun someday."