Gunslinger from Butei

Here's the thing.

"The white hair's movement was too sudden at that time. We didn't expect it to become like this..."

Jia Ruozi stood in front of the head teacher who was a step behind and explained solemnly.

Behind her is filled with various honey juice background sounds.

"Let's do it again! Come on~ or say no? Is the previous marksmanship feasible in such an open place?"

"Did you forget my technique? There is almost nothing I can't do."

"Don't get carried away. Today I will let you thoroughly learn what is the defense between men and women!"

"Where are you attacking! It's too unreasonable, turn around—Cang!"

There was an earth-shattering noise.

After several attempts to block it to no avail, Noctuid Zhengdao impassively improved the [Ten] cast by Jia Ruozi.

"Let's have a chat." He pushed his sunglasses, walked to the side of the black-haired girl who was quietly watching the battle, and said in a low voice, "Oda Haiyin."

"If I'm not mistaken, you're here to find Jie, right?" Oda Haiyin didn't turn his head, staring at the battle between the two teenagers indifferently.

Compared with the last battle that was interrupted in the reception room, this time the battle between the two was much more relaxed.

Apart from the constraints of the environment, and knowing the true strength of the opponent, it is obvious that TOP1 among the two peers is a little excited, so that there is a tendency to be unable to hold back.

"No. To be precise, I'm here to look for both of you at the same time this time." Noctua Zhengdao looked at the seemingly peaceful girl in front of him who was actually not easily approachable at all, and tried to say, "Tokyo Metropolitan Institute of Magic The vocational school also sends you an invitation to enroll."

"Let's not say that I'm only in the second year of junior high school. As far as the result is concerned, I'm not interested." Oda Haiyin didn't intend to communicate too much with Noctua Masamune.The girl always maintains a nonchalant attitude towards the world, and never allows herself to stay too long.For her, there is only one real home for her, and it has never been here.

After dealing with the uninterested adults indifferently, the girl smiled at the short-haired girl behind Noctua Moth: "Glass, didn't we regret that we didn't have actual props to verify each other's medical methods?"

"Is that so?" Jiarui Glass nodded with some doubts.

"Now there are ready-made tools." Oda Haiyin kicked the comatose boy next to him as if taking credit.

"Hiss—" Jia Ruyan took a closer look, and gasped suddenly, "This injury!"

You don't need to look to know that there are a lot of broken ribs, obviously fractured hands and feet, and the blood at the corner of the mouth with pieces of internal organs. The worst visual effect is the face that is more exaggerated than a pig's head——

If it weren't for that golden hair, Jiarui Nitzi would not have recognized that the person in front of him was the young master of the Chanyuan family who was still in high spirits not long ago.

"Isn't this still dead?" Jia Ruozi fell into deep thought about how far human beings' desire to survive can go.

"It's very symmetrical!" The black-haired girl pointed at the young man and said, "Let's handle half of it alone? The glass comes first, I want to see the real reversal technique!"

Jia Ruozi nodded, and looked around suspiciously with his small head: "Is it right here?"

With a wave of Oda Haiyin's hand, the shadow of the operating table under him was constructed from scratch, followed by shadowless lamps, medical placement racks, and exquisite surgical instruments.Finally, when the curtain was drawn, an operating room was created out of thin air.

"You can tell me directly if you want any special tools." The girl handed over the surgical gown and said softly.

"It's amazing!" Jiarui's eyes sparkled, "It's like magic!"

The corner of the mouth of the watching Noctuid Zhengdao twitched. The magic power required to construct a permanent object is dozens of times that of a normal operation. It is a waste of luxury to do this just to create a temporary medical environment. How to use the technique.

Any high-level conjurer who saw this scene would think so.Even in the eyes of Ye Mo Zhengdao, the emergence of such a spell can be said to represent a brand new development direction of spells.Its value is not inferior to Xia Youjie's [Spiritual Manipulation].

And looking at the girl's understated face, it was obvious that she was able to handle it with ease.Reminiscent of the true identity and strength of the young man on the ground, how strong the girl who can easily defeat the first successor of the Chanyuan family is really a question that cannot be pondered deeply.

At this time, Jia Ruozi had already entered the state, put on the medical latex gloves, and she began to perform the operation on the boy's chest first.

"Do you want to treat the internal organs first?" The black-haired girl said curiously, "But I can't see clearly, can you cut open the chest cavity first?"

Nitro: "This will cause excessive blood loss."

Haiyin: "It's okay, I can make blood."

Nitro: "Well, that should be fine."

Not being anesthetized, the blond boy let out a miserable cry when he woke up in the severe pain of his chest being opened.

"Wait a minute, I can't let you move around." Oda Kaiyin constructed a restraint belt, calmly fixed the boy on the operating table, and stuffed a mouth ball in that disturbing mouth by the way.

"Gratia's technique is really powerful." She praised softly, "The Chanyuan Lord regained his strength to struggle so quickly."

"No... I don't think it should be due to me." Jiarui Nizi hesitated to speak, even she felt that her little friend was a little sick at this time, but Haiyin just wanted to see it more clearly. What's wrong?

The girl quickly convinced herself that although the process was a bit weird, they were indeed treating illnesses and saving lives.

"At this level, the internal organs are almost the same." Jiarui Nigzi wiped his sweat and said that he had finished showing, "Because of the lack of control, it is temporarily impossible to apply spells to specific places. Look, his skin has also healed obviously .”

"The bones of the limbs are still broken, even if the trauma heals, it's useless." The beautiful voice of the black-haired girl was like the music of hell in the ears of Zenyuan Naoya, "For me, reconnecting broken bones requires more delicate operations. It’s better to make new bones directly, you see, Nitro, first take out the original bones—”

"Amazing! I still can't make something out of nothing!"

“Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm—!!!”

Even a gag couldn't stop Zenyuan Naoya from screaming like tearing from his throat.

From this moment on, Naoya of the Chanyuan cast a deep psychological shadow on the so-called medical staff.

Noctua Moth Zhengdao, who was separated by the curtain, raised his hand several times, hesitating to interrupt the frightening surgical treatment process, but he didn't go in out of inexplicable intuition.

Even the two teenagers who were fighting furiously at the side slowed down unconsciously.

"Hey, let me tell you, if you accidentally break your ribs in a while, you won't be..." Gojo glanced at the young man's chest, hesitant to speak.

"Are you talking about yourself..." Xia Youjie's eyes fluttered, "After all, Haiyin hates patients who don't cherish their own bodies. If it's an injury she judges unnecessary...the treatment method will be a little bit ..."

Of course, Xia Youjie had never experienced this kind of inhuman treatment before, but this time, if you think about it carefully, is it necessary for him to fight Gojo Satoru?

For Xia Youjie, there must be.But for Oda Kaine...

The expression on the boy's face became more and more serious. Unknowingly, the fists of the two boys became limp, like cats scratching each other. It was harmless and even looked a little funny.

When the curtain of the temporary operating room was opened and the two girls took off their surgical gowns and came out refreshed, three men stood in a row outside inexplicably respectful.

"How is Naoya Zenyuan?" Ye Mozheng said in a deep voice.

"Almost intact." Jia Ruozi replied, "Except for that face."

They avoided the swollen face that Mom couldn't recognize, and it wasn't life-threatening after all.

"Aren't you guys going to fight?" Oda Haiyin raised his head and asked the two young men who looked disheartened, with an inexplicably regretful tone.

The hairs on Xia Youjie's back stand on end: "...Sure enough!"

Gojo Satoru almost exploded: "Do you have a mental problem!"

Oda Kaiyin resolutely denied it: "No, this is our... Well, the tradition in my hometown. My medical teacher likes to chop up patients who come to seek medical treatment with tools such as machetes or chainsaws. Dying, and then revived. This is all to make the patient feel the fear of death, so as to experience the beauty of life..."

Among the horrified eyes of everyone, only Jiarui Niuzi, as a doctor, can roughly understand this kind of psychology.She asked seriously: "Is it effective?"

"Yes." Oda Kaiyin showed a nostalgic smile, "After experiencing it once, no one dares to get hurt casually."

Except for a certain suicidal maniac.

Jia Ruozi was thoughtful: "Is that so..."

"Glass, don't follow me!" Wujo Wujo looked serious, but quickly tilted his head again, "However, I won't get hurt anyway. That's okay."

Ye Mozheng took a deep breath, tried to ignore the movement here, and said to Xia Youjie who had settled down, "I will fulfill the promise I made last time."

The elderly man wearing sunglasses showed a serious expression, "On behalf of the Tokyo Metropolitan College of Magic and Magic, I formally invite you to enroll, Xia You."

Xia Youjie turned his head to look at Oda Haiyin, and refused with a smile: "Although I really want to say thank you, but forget it. Because Haiyin will definitely not go."

"Why!" Gojo Satoru was a little annoyed, "If you don't come, wouldn't school life be boring?"

Whether it is the opponent Xia Youjie who can have a good fight with him in battle, or the thought and technique are quite interesting, the Oda Haiyin who shot him personally, Gojo Satoru has never met in the first 15 years of his life funny guy.

In Wujo Wu's eyes, the person he likes has a completely different status from other irrelevant people.

"If you hate the troublesome old oranges at the top, you should join the high school." The young man tried to persuade him for the first time, and he hit the point directly, "Separation of administration and teaching is practiced in the magic world, and the old men can extend their hands." Don’t enter the school. Whether it’s the conservatives in Kyoto or the Chanyuan family of Yusanjia, there is no way to directly attack you as college students.”

Xia Youjie's expression moved slightly.

The young man who has been reckless and reckless since we met has slightly supported the small round sunglasses that slipped down the bridge of his nose, a pair of half-covered sky pupils revealing a sober and rational color.He has always been arrogant and arrogant enough that people tend to overlook his equally sharp and clear mind.

"Haiyin, let's accept the reality. After showing the super-standard techniques and achievements in the field of healing, you don't think that the Chanyuan family will be jealous because of the fate of a mere Zenyuan Naoya. The Zenyuan's understanding of the technique Obsessive and crazy. As one of the three royal families with a thousand-year history, as long as your blood relationship is confirmed, they can do a lot of dirty tricks through rituals." The white-haired boy unknowingly yelled like a nitro named her.

"Shut up." Oda Haiyin glared at him, "I have nothing to do with the Zenyuan family!"

It was rare for the girl to look depressed, and she suddenly lost the mood to speak.But the pair of beautiful six eyes on the opposite side were still blinking at her innocently.

"If you really don't want to go back to the Zenyuan's house, you can come to my house, I'll cover you." Gojo Satoru spared no effort to lure his playmate.

"I don't want it." Oda Haiyin made a rare childish grimace at him, and after expressing her dislike by herself, she said in a more emphatic tone, "I want to go home."

"Haiyin!" Xia Youjie was the only one present who understood what she meant, and the young man was about to follow her whenever he moved.

"Xia You, you should think about it here." Oda Haiyin stopped and said softly, "After all, our situation is different."

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka called a car for transportation at some time, and he was sitting in the passenger seat at this time, lowered the window of the car and waved at the girl.

Xia Youjie watched bitterly as the girl got into the car and left.

Except for him, no one knew that what she said about going home meant leaving this world completely.