[Net King] Imai Hospital 300 days

Admission No.40 days

The fireworks of the festival were brilliant, and the rosy halo was just beginning to be released by the sunset, but the boys and girls in bathrobes had already crowded the whole street with bustle and bustle.

Yukimura held his younger sister Harumi's hand and walked slowly towards the flow of people.

Harumi walked forward clattering in exquisite wooden clogs, Yukimura let go of her younger sister's hand, looked at her excited back, and couldn't help curling his lips.

The phone in the handbag vibrated.

Yukimura took out his phone and smiled knowingly when he saw the caller ID.

"Hello, Xiaojing."

Atobe stood a little cramped in the crowd, his handsome face and out of place temperament attracted more and more eyes.But his voice was still confident and lazy: "Stand where you are, wait for me."

He hung up the phone and strode towards the market, as aggressively as if he was walking in the Great Hall of the Ice Emperor.

The flow of people around him naturally split on both sides of him.

Suddenly, he stopped...

"Seiichi." Atobe raised the corner of his mouth.

The boy standing by the cherry blossom tree turned around.The dark blue kimono set off his pale face after his old illness, adding a touch of frailty.However, the hardness under this gentle shell is unmatched by ordinary people, even unimaginable.

Yukimura gently stroked his hair that was blown by the breeze, and walked towards Atobe.

"It seems that you are late today."

Atobe chuckled: "It was indeed delayed by some unglamorous little things."

"Harumi was here too, but just met a classmate, and a few little girls went shopping." Yukimura spread his hands in an unglamorous manner, "It seems that I have been abandoned....Xiao Jing, are you willing to take me in?"

"Why not do it." Atobe raised his eyebrows slightly, took Yukimura's hand naturally, and with a little force, pulled Yukimura to his side. "It's really big enough for the doctor to let you go out alone at this time."

Yukimura looked at Atobe with a smile: "Maybe it's because I've always been a well-behaved patient."

Atobe looked at him helplessly: "A really well-behaved patient would not escape the hospital so deliberately."

Atobe and Yukimura slowly followed the flow of people into the market.Atobe, dressed in the Hyotei school uniform, was particularly eye-catching among the crowd wearing all kinds of exquisite kimonos.But Atobu is so outstanding, his every move is natural like a fish in water.

Yukimura couldn't help laughing.Although it looks extremely calm on the surface, it may not be the case in the heart.Yukimura knew that Atobe came to Kanagawa in a hurry, and he didn't even have time to change the clothes on his body. The subtle awkwardness on Atobe's face was very cute in Yukimura's eyes. Of course, he didn't Will be dismantled face to face.

It is definitely the first time for Atobe to experience the legendary Japanese fireworks festival.He received elite Western-style education since he was a child, and studied in the UK throughout his primary school years. He rarely even heard of traditional celebrations, let alone walking in such a crowded market so leisurely.

Yukimura also came prepared.Stopping, he magically pulled out a brand new bathrobe from the package.

"I don't know if the talisman fits your aesthetics, but this is exactly the same as the one on me," Yukimura smiled slyly, "It can be regarded as a couple's outfit."

Atobe took the dark blue bathrobe from Yukimura's hand without hesitation, and asked casually, "How do you know my size?"

Yukimura tilted his head pretending to be mysterious: "Well, this is a secret. Just pretend that I have the ability to see through."

Atobe did not refute, and obediently changed into the yukata prepared by Yukimura.I have to say that the size is indeed an amazing match.

Yukimura nodded in satisfaction, walked beside Atobe and looked around. "It really suits you!"

Atobe didn't answer, but gave Yukimura a meaningful look, then smiled and pulled him forward.

The two beautiful boys wearing the same dark blue bathrobes definitely doubled their heads on the road.

Yukimura excitedly dragged Atobe to look around, as if Yukimura was the one he had never heard of.

The snacks on the traditional night market are of course also a major feature of the festival, from the famous Kansai Doton!To the famous Chinatown in Kanto, food has never been limited by regions and national boundaries.

Even if Atobe has always favored exquisite and elegant French cuisine, he has to admit that home-cooked dishes also have their own unique features, and there are even masters of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon among the people.

"It tastes so good." Yukimura pursed his lips unsatisfied.Of course, the food in the hospital is not considered delicious, and the dishes sent by Atobe are often mainly nourishing and health-preserving. Naturally, the taste is good, even if there is always a hint of medicinal materials, it is inevitable that people will be greatly discounted in perception.

Atobe reached out and touched Yukimura's hand to taste the small balls he strongly recommended. The texture of the Q bomb slides on the tip of the tongue, and when you bite it down, it is soft, tender and crispy, and the tip of the tongue is overflowing with the aroma of seafood, vegetables, and grains.He involuntarily narrowed his eyes slightly, obviously his taste buds had succumbed, but he still couldn't help saying: "Eat less messy snacks."

Yukimura smiled with crooked brows and eyes, his gentle face was a little more innocent than the sharpness on the court in the past.

Atobe couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth, looked at each other with a smile, and printed an ambiguous scroll in the lights of the pharmaceutical industry after nightfall.

Naturally, the goldfish fishing stall is also a place not to be missed.

While rolling up his sleeves, Yukimura turned his head and shared his experience with Atobe behind him: "I used to come to festivals with the main players from the tennis club. Liu has always been good at data analysis, but in this kind of competition that requires competition and understanding In the game, he and Sanada are not opponents of Marui Kirihara at all. Sanada simply treats goldfish fishing as a training, but his aura is too strong, and he often scares the children on the roadside."

As soon as he finished speaking, he deftly reached out his hand, and a red goldfish with black spots on its body was thrown into the water glass beside it, and continued to swim happily.There was almost no need to think, but while breathing, there were four more black goldfish in the water glass.

Yukimura turned sideways proudly: "It's not enough to play tennis now, but I'm still completely undefeated in fishing for goldfish."

Atobe raised his eyebrows slightly, and took a new mesh bag from the stall owner.

The friendly stall owner is a middle-aged man with a simple and honest face. Whether it is a clumsy novice or a master like Yukimura, he happily imparts some skills.

As for whether there is one or not, it depends on the individual's understanding.

Atobe has always been classified as a genius with extremely high understanding, but no matter how perfect a genius is, there is always a sore spot, but it has not been discovered yet.

He shook the thin pole, looked at the unreliable paper bag below, frowned and practiced carefully twice before entering the water with confidence. ...But it's a pity that the paper bag has been torn cleanly before the fish touched a single one.

Yukimura couldn't help laughing.He hasn't been this happy physically and mentally since he was admitted to the hospital for a long time.

Atobe glanced at him helplessly, but looked at his smile and just silently turned his head to continue trying.

Probably being able to see such a smile is the best reward for him.

I saw that Atobe broke four or five bags one after another.Yukimura finally couldn't bear to intervene.He walked to Atobe's side, and took him by the hand to find out the feeling.In just a few seconds, another goldfish came ashore.

"It's that simple," Yukimura blinked and pointed twice earnestly.

After all, Atobe is Atobe, even if he was a little distracted for a few seconds just now, it was enough for him to remember Yukimura's teachings wholeheartedly.As long as you find the trick, the second tail and the third tail are not difficult.

Holding a bag of goldfish, Yukimura and Atobe can be regarded as returning home with a full load.

"Let's keep them in the water tank after we go back." Yukimura started planning with great interest.

"Hmph, of course I have to raise the fish that I catch with my own hands." Although the family has always been dominated by those rare tropical fish, as long as he gives an order, no one has any objection to replacing these ordinary little goldfish. "When you recover, you can come and see them yourself."

"At that time, I won't just come to see them, I will take them away politely." Yukimura said with a smile.

The brightly lit night market is still buzzing with people.

Today is a clear day, with few clouds in the sky that even obscure the stars.The bright moonlight slanted out a piece of silver, but it was blown away by the warm smoke in the cold place.The sky is full of stars, and the mountains in the distance can be seen faintly.

The climax of the festival finally came, and fireworks flew into the air one after another.The beautiful fire light falls all over the sky, as if it is a nebula on fire scattered to the world.

Yukimura and Atobu sat side by side on the bench, looking up at the sky.Quietly, for a long time, without saying a word.

Yukimura has seen such fireworks countless times, and it is not uncommon for Atobe to see even brighter and more beautiful fireworks.

Only today is so different.

My heart was filled with inexplicable emotion, flowing quietly, flowing...

The night is already deep.

Harumi had already been sent home by the parents of classmates she knew well.Yukimura looked at the car going away, feeling a little melancholy in his heart, he looked back at the gradually deserted market, lowered his eyes.

Atobe walked to his side: "It's time to go back, Seichi."

Yukimura responded vaguely.

Atobe opened the car door to let Yukimura in first, and then sat in.

Yukimura leaned on the cushion, half-closed his eyes sleepily: "How did you play today?"

Atobe nodded and looked ahead: "Very good, next time I plan to organize such an event in Ice Empress."

"It's really a big deal." Yukimura smiled, opened his eyes and looked at Atobe sideways, "To have the best fireworks and the best food, this is the meaning of the fireworks festival!"

Atobe also turned his head to look at him, "I want to be the most gorgeous if I want to do it."

"Hehe," Yukimura chuckled, "As expected of Keigo Atobe."

Atobe snorted lightly, chatting in response.

Under Yukimura's eyes, there was a circle of light blue and black, which was not too obvious.But Atobe knew without guessing that he hadn't had a good rest recently.

Atobe frowned slightly.

Yukimura has always been smart, but it is this sharpness that makes him worry, even though he may not have guessed anything at all.Atobe sighed silently, his gaze stayed on Yukimura's side face for a long time.

"Driver Asakura, drive slowly."

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☆, hospital No.40 for five days

Chapter Seven

Admission No.40 five days

My world is falling apart...

——Seiichi Yukimura

The light snow in early winter adorns the snow-covered earth.People on the street come and go, wearing scarves and wrapping their clothes tightly

, Shuttle hurriedly on the road and alleys.This never-ending rhythm is running round and round, without a moment of stagnation, without a moment of respite.

Yukimura held on to the barbed wire fence with both hands, his purple-blue hair was fluttering in the wind, and the snowflakes floating around covered the ground densely.

The snowflakes were flying on the shoulders, and they had probably stood there for too long, and they had accumulated into a white gauze.

The air was unexpectedly stagnant and stuffy, but it was cool.

Footsteps sounded behind him.

Yukimura could recognize the familiar footsteps without turning his head.

"Lian Er."

He turned around, and he was as handsome and handsome as he first saw, but he was much thinner, and even his breathing felt broken.

Liu put down the paper bag in his hand, walked to the barbed wire fence, and looked at the busy traffic on the ground with Yukimura.

"Sanada was supposed to come here, but I thought maybe I would be the more suitable person." Liu sighed softly, "Sometimes reason is the best weapon. But Genichiro is still too impulsive."

"Oh." Yukimura replied softly, and then did not continue.

There was silence and embarrassment.

In the end, Liu couldn't ask any questions. He had a lot to say, but it was stuck in his throat, and he was anxious.

"I think I should know what you want to ask." When Yukimura finally sat on the wooden chair in the ward, brewing a pot of fragrant tea, he said so.

Next to his left hand were two plates of delicate wagashi, and a small plate of green plums.

Gently twist a green plum and put it in the mouth, the sour taste spreads in the mouth.Yukimura frowned imperceptibly, and then relaxed it quickly.

Slightly astringent and sweet.

Liu Jiao clasped his hands: "The plums are picked and pickled before they are fully ripe. Although the taste is astringent at first, the aftertaste is sweet."

"Indeed." Yukimura smiled.

"Yukimura..."

"Ok?"

"This is something we all want to know." Liu hesitated for a moment, and finally said boldly, "Xingmura, what is your condition..."

Yukimura interrupted him before he finished speaking.

"How's the tennis club going?"

Liu helplessly shook his head: "Sure enough, I still can't hide it from you."

"It can make Genichiro so angry that he has to stay to shake the field. It seems that the problem is not at 01:30." Yukimura picked up a small piece of wagashi and tasted it with green tea, "Tell me, how many people are there."

"More than half...but none of the main candidates joined." Liu said calmly, "If I had to use an idiom to describe it, it would be that the world is in chaos."

Yukimura's fingers stopped in mid-air, wagashi touched his lips lightly, his chewing movement stopped, but continued quickly.

"Then let's clean it up." Yukimura put down the teacup lightly.

"if……"

"No if, Renji." Yukimura slowly raised his eyelids, and there was an irrefutable determination in his cold eyes, "My tennis club doesn't need a second voice."

"I knew you had this kind of reaction." Liu responded lightly, "100% chance, kill without mercy."

"Even so... I don't hesitate." Yukimura said softly.

"Then what about the vacant seats for the primary election?" Liu asked.

"After the cleaning is over, a selection contest will be held within half a month. The first-year ordinary members will be promoted to ten people, and the remaining positions will be reserved for our promising new students next year!"

"The status of the king of Lihai cannot be shaken!" Liu raised his voice loudly, "As for the traitors, they must not be let go."

"If you lose your fighting spirit just because I'm down, and everyone thinks about usurping power or setting up a new family... Hehe, those who are capable can naturally come to fight, as for those who don't know themselves, they should leave as soon as possible." Yukimura His gaze rested on Liu, "The expansion of the Lihai Tennis Club in the past two years has been too fast. What we need are the top elites. There are too many people, and the cumbersomeness is not conducive to development. It is a good way to streamline it as soon as possible. .”

"That's right, after dominating the national competition for the second time, the number of entrants has increased by 30.00% compared to previous years." Liu can accurately report the data without opening his notes. "It's not a good sign, there are not many people who really love tennis."

Yukimura nodded while listening, and paused for a moment before slowly opening his mouth: "After going back, tell Genichiro not to force yourself too much. I had expected this result. The tennis club needs his protection, but it is not his full responsibility. It doesn't matter even if you lose power for a while, since I can lead you to usurp power once at that time, I can do it a second time."

Liu nodded, left the training materials of the tennis club and was about to leave, but the moment he closed the door of the ward, he heard Yukimura behind him murmur as if talking to himself: "After all, this day has come."

His heart sank to the bottom in an instant, and he suddenly didn't dare to turn around.

Afraid of what he saw, he couldn't tell.

It's just that Yukimura Seiichi has never been so dazed for a moment...

At noon, Yukimura absent-mindedly finished his lunch and then leaned against the desk in a daze. The chemistry textbook on the desk hadn't been read yet, but the mathematics exercises next to him had already written a lot.

The phone on the table vibrated.

Yukimura picked up his phone, and a new text message jumped into his eyes.

"I'm at the door. —— BY Fuji Zhousuke."

He walked to the door helplessly, turned the doorknob, and saw the smiling Qingxue genius leaning against the wall, holding a bouquet of warm red roses in his hands.

"I thought you would give me a pot of cactus for your taste." Yukimura joked.

Fuji generously gave the rose to Yukimura: "I can't appreciate such a vulgar style, it's just borrowing flowers to present Buddha, and I signed for it for you by the way."

Yukimura leaned against the door to let Fuji come in.

But Fuji casually put the roses in the vase, walked out without even opening the wrapping paper, put Yukimura's shoulder casually: "Let's go for a walk."

After finishing speaking, he took a few big steps first, seeing Yukimura still staying where he was, turned his head to look at him tentatively,

Yukimura looked back at the bouquet of bright red roses, the petals were still stained with crystal drops of water, which looked extraordinarily moving.He blinked, and finally closed the door and walked out of the ward obediently.

The greeting card hidden in the petals breaks loose in the breeze and falls lightly to the ground.

The big characters "Atobe Keigo" are written on the bronzing card.

Fuji led Yukimura all the way into the stairwell, and slowly walked down the stairs.

"As the number two person in Seigaku, if you continue to be so loose, you will be replaced sooner or later." Yukimura said jokingly.

Fuji raised his eyebrows: "I'm the only one who can follow Tezuka so persistently and never fall behind."

"But Fuji..." Yukimura's expression suddenly became serious, "No one will keep looking back. Tezuka will keep going, what about you?"

Buer bowed his head and remained silent.

"Walking side by side with him will never be left behind." Yukimura looked at Fuji.

"So, am I so obvious?" Fuji smiled lightly, then slowly raised his head.

"Except for those who are too slow, they can detect it." Yukimura raised the corner of his mouth.

"But Seiichi, one step further, it may be an abyss." Fuji stared into Yukimura's eyes, "Genius never gambles."

"You've always been a true gambler." Yukimura chuckled, "At least that's the case with Fuji Shusuke I know."

Fuji smiled, he walked to the platform on the second floor, looked up at Yukimura who was standing on the stairs looking down at him.

"You're a good man, Jingshi."

"Being issued a good person card usually doesn't end well..."

Before Yukimura paused, he saw Fuji on the platform widen his eyes in horror.

"Jingshi!!"

The usually calm Genius indeed shouted almost breaking his ears.

With his sharp reflexes, Fuji catches Yukimura who suddenly fell down the steps.

Yukimura's cell phone flew out of his pocket under the violent impact, and stopped by the door vibrating endlessly.The name "KEIGO" is faintly visible on the flickering screen.

The red light outside the operating room door kept flashing.

With his left hand holding his right hand that was dislocated due to too much force just now, he lowered his head and leaned against the wall weakly.

The scene of Yukimura falling down the steps played back in his mind over and over again, that kind of panic is something he may never taste again in his life.

He hesitantly took out the phone from his pocket.

Tezuka Kunimitsu's number had already been placed in the priority contacts, but he just couldn't press the call button.

"Hello." However, the call was still connected.

He raised his head, trying to calm down.

"Fuer, what's the matter?" Tezuka's voice was always so calm and reserved, as if nothing could stop him from being calm.

No two words for a long time.

"Is something wrong?" Tezuka's voice raised a little, the rare abnormality of a genius shook his keen nerves.

"It's nothing, Tezuka." Fuji clenched the phone tightly, hung up the phone, and the smile on his face collapsed at this moment.

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☆、Six days of admission No.40