After the resurrection, I send warmth every day

Star sees Haruka dreaming again.

Unlike the previous dreams filled with despair and powerlessness, this time, it was a particularly gentle and somewhat sad dream.

She walked in the light green forest, surrounded by the fragrance of spring flowers and plants.

There was a vague figure standing in front of her, she couldn't see that person's face clearly, but she could clearly hear his gentle and loving words.

"Don't be afraid, all the pain will pass."

"My little Yao will have happiness."

It's Dad's voice.

She firmly grasped that man's hand, as if in this way, he would not slip away from the dream.

However, no matter how hard she tried, exhausting all her strength to keep that blurred shadow, he still dissipated before her eyes like a shadow without substance.

do not go.

She knows it, she knows it.

This person is her father.

So, don't go.

She stretched out her hand towards the dissipating black shadow, but opened her eyes in the real world.

The ceiling was white, and the smell of disinfectant lingered around her, while her outstretched hand grabbed a cloud of air.

"Xiaoyao, are you awake?!" Tsurumaru Kuninaga's surprised voice came from her ear. She turned her head and saw his worried expression in surprise, "Are you okay? Are you still uncomfortable?"

Xing Jian looked at him and shook his head slightly, just about to sit up on the bed, belatedly felt that his body seemed to be very stiff, as if he hadn't used it for a long time.

"Does Xiaoyao want to sit up? Don't move, I'll help you."

Tsurumaru stood up and adjusted the hospital bed for her, helped her to put the pillow behind her, was slightly startled when he met her frightened pupils, and then suddenly realized, "I forgot to tell you .”

"You have been in a coma for a week, so your body may be a little unresponsive. It should be fine in a while, so don't get excited."

"A week?" As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse and sore.

A glass of water was brought to her lips, "moisten your throat."

Subconsciously, she opened her mouth and took a few sips of warm water from the cup. She felt her throat was better, and then asked, "Why have I been in a coma for so long? Am I...have a fever again?"

"Not this time."

"That is how the matter?"

Tsurumaru scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed, "To be honest, I don't really understand..."

"That morning, when I came back with an umbrella, you fell on the ground unconscious. I sent you to the hospital but couldn't find out. I didn't dare to misuse the medicine at home, so I stayed in the hospital all the time. "

He paused, and the worry in his eyes seemed to grow stronger, "Do you remember what happened that morning?"

"From the mist, a blue spar-like thing flew over, shining..." Xing Jianyao recounted the scene to him in words as he recalled, "I stretched out my hand, and that crystal will The glowing crystals disappeared like stardust, as if they were shattered, and as if... entered my body."

What it is?

What is certain is that she fell into a coma only after touching that spar.

Just when she was confused, a familiar voice came from the hospital bed opposite, "That, it's the crystallization of supernatural powers."

"Mr. Dazai?" Only then did Hoshimi Haruka notice that a black-haired young man in hospital clothes was sitting on the opposite hospital bed, "What's wrong with you? Are you sick? Or are you injured?"

Osamu Dazai smiled, and his tone was relaxed as if he was talking about what to eat tonight, "It's nothing, just got shot by an annoying guy."

Hoshimi Haruka: "..." As expected of Yokohama.

"Well, I've already had an operation, let's not talk about my business, let's talk about Xiaoyao's business first~" He changed the topic as if nothing had happened, and his expression suddenly became serious, different from his previous frivolous attitude. If there are two people.

"Xiaoyao said just now that he touched a blue glowing spar in the mist, right?"

"Ah."

"Actually, something big happened in Yokohama that night."

Next, Hoshimi Haruka listened to Dazai Osamu tell a story that sounded a bit illusory to her, it was like nonsense...

A person with supernatural power stripped other people's supernatural powers, and he collected those supernatural power crystals. He caused a disaster in Yokohama, and was finally defeated. After his death, those stripped supernatural powers returned to his master's side... …

Such a story... Did she accidentally enter some sci-fi TV drama channel?

As a result, Osamu Dazai's next words made her feel even more absurd, "So, Xiaoyao, the blue spar that you mentioned seems to have disappeared and entered your body, in fact, it is your supernatural power. .”

"Mr. Dazai...you mean, I am a person with supernatural powers?" Hoshimi Haruka pointed at herself, with an extremely uncertain tone.

"Hmm." Osamu Dazai still had that friendly smile on his face.

"..."

Is there something wrong with this world?

"From birth to now, I have never once felt that I have supernatural powers." She tried to correct this person's wrong point of view.

There was no superfluous expression on Dazai Osamu's face, the sunlight outside the window cast a light shadow on the thin eyelash feathers, and he stared at her deeply, "So, do you want to listen to my guess? ?”

Xingjian Haruka only hesitated for half a second, then nodded happily.

Anyway, she couldn't figure out why.

Dazai smiled lightly, and said in an almost calm and indifferent tone, "Generally speaking, people with supernatural powers are divided into two types. Ability, just like fighters like the Mafia, the difference in strength between ordinary people without supernatural abilities and those with powerful abilities and what they can do is very different."

"However, there are occasional exceptions. For example, Dun Jun, who didn't know that he had supernatural powers in the past, and was later discovered by others is the second type. There are also special cases like Xiao Jinghua, supernatural powers given by blood relatives. "

"The difference is that the former can quickly master their own supernatural abilities even if they don't know about them in the early stage, but most of the abilities given by others cannot be freely controlled by the owner, and there will be deeds of supernormal abilities harming the holder. "

"Xiaoyao, you said that you have never had supernatural powers, right?"

Hoshimi Haruka nodded honestly, "Yes."

No matter how sick she was, she wouldn't be so dull that she didn't realize that she had gained more strength.

"However, after Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's death, the crystallization of the supernatural power he collected returned to you, which means that it is undoubtedly your supernatural power, but that supernatural power, probably, is not your own. "

"Eh?"

"That is to say, it was given to you by your blood relatives." Having said that, he paused for a moment, raised his eyelids and looked at the pale young girl. After seeing the confusion and mist in her eyes, he lowered his eyes. Then he said: "It's just that the time is definitely not last night. Shibusawa Ryuhiko is already a person who died once. Last night, he was transformed by his supernatural power. The real him died a few years ago." gone."

"Xiaoyao, when did your parents die?"

"...Dad was when I was 14 years old, and my mother was earlier, when I was eight years old." She answered the other party almost unconsciously and mechanically.

Osamu Dazai had a solemn expression and far-sighted eyes, "What about you?"

"Ten years ago."

He showed an expression that was as expected, and smiled a little, "It makes sense in this way."

Hoshimi Haruka was still confused, "What do you mean?"

"If my deduction is correct, Xiaoyao, your supernatural ability was given to you by your mother or father, but, for some reason, this supernatural ability failed to integrate into you after your parents died."

"And not long after that, you yourself died and went to hell, and when you lost your master's ability and wandered aimlessly in this world, you were discovered by Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, who collected the crystal of the ability, until Last night, he died completely, and you happened to be in this human world, and it was near the incident."

"The supernatural power crystallization returned to you."

"So, during the few days you've been asleep, if nothing else happens, your body should be fusing different abilities, so the doctor couldn't find anything."

Having said that, Osamu Dazai also has to sigh, it is really a very special ability.

All the supernatural power users were attacked by their supernatural power phantom last night, and the supernatural power crystal, knowing her whereabouts, did not attack her.

Instead, he chose to return to her after everything was settled.

It's as if... a supernatural power with consciousness is protecting her.

After receiving too many important messages at once, Xing Jianyao was in a daze. She looked at her outstretched hands blankly, and there was nothing here.

She couldn't feel anything.

but……

"Dad and Mom, give me strength?"

When did it happen?

Why didn't you tell her beforehand?

"Mr. Dazai..." She thought of a certain possibility, the corners of her eyes were dyed red, and she looked at the person opposite with her misty eyes, "You just said that after my parents died, then, it was because of the death of my parents." Ability, those two people, will they die?"

If this is the case, then she...

"No." Dazai Osamu gave her an affirmative answer, "As far as I know, the two people who gave blood relatives with supernatural powers didn't die because of the power transfer."

"Great." Xing Jianyao breathed a sigh of relief, and finally smiled, "It's good that those two people didn't die because of this."

Although……

They were indeed burning their lives for her child.

But she really didn't want to hear that those two people made more sacrifices. This is harmless, and that's enough.

As for this returned supernatural ability, no matter what its function is, to her, it is the proof of the love those two people have for her.

She felt warm from the bottom of her heart.

At the same time, Hoshimi Haruka also sincerely thanked Osamu Dazai for helping her parents convey this heart to her.

"Ah He, help me." She reached out to the person who had been listening quietly for a long time.

"Hmm?" Tsurumaru Kuniyong, who was distracted, raised his head in a daze when being named, and then subconsciously reached out to support her, "Do you want to get out of bed and move around a little?"

"Go to Dazai-san's side."

"What, what? Do you want to give me a hug of love?" Osamu Dazai raised his head with bright eyes, as if he was about to lift the quilt and get out of bed, "I can go to Xiaoyao's side by myself!"

Hoshimi Haruka, who was walking slowly, glanced at him, "Didn't you have an operation, Mr. Dazai? Please lie down and don't move around, the wound will hurt!"

"... Oh." The quilt that was just lifted was flattened again.

Xing Jianyao came to him, reached out and grabbed the corner of the quilt, and the quilt was thrown away for the third time.

"Sure enough, Xiaoyao still wants to give me a thankful hug, so I'll just say it." Dazai opened his hands while yelling.

Then, the white-haired girl bent down and grabbed the hospital gown around his waist.

Ok?

The smile on his lips froze suddenly.

When he lost his mind, Hoshimi Haruka was already unbuttoning him.

"That, Xiaoyao?" Osamu Dazai poked the girl's shoulder blade stiffly.

Although he could see that she had no other intentions, to be honest, he couldn't quite see what she wanted to do.

"Ahe, help me press Mr. Dazai." The girl's voice was inexplicably cold.

"Okay~"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga decisively stretched out his hand and pressed Osamu Dazai to lie on the bed. Needless to say the strength of the sword that has experienced many battles, Osamu Dazai was pushed down with a dazed expression.

He looked at the man who was facing him, and then turned his eyes down to look at the girl who was ruthlessly unbuttoning his shirt.

"..." Poor, helpless, and weak.

After the shirt was unbuttoned, the bandage that almost wrapped around the entire upper body was exposed, which made Xing Jianyao unable to judge where he was injured for a while.

Forget it.

Since you can't judge, let's have a whole-body treatment at once.

Fortunately, there are only Azuru and Mr. Dazai in this ward, so there is no need to worry about being discovered by others.

She gently placed her palm on the man's waist, where the palm and the bandage met, a light blue light lit up.

Osamu Dazai's intentionally aggrieved eyes were almost instantly replaced by a look of horror, and he felt that his wound was healing quickly.

Not just gunshot wounds.

Over the years, all the large and small scars on his body were being erased.

When Hoshimi Haruka took his hand away, Osamu Dazai felt that he was healthy enough to commit suicide by diving into the water a hundred times.

He covered his chin with trembling fingers. There used to be a small scar there, but now it feels smooth, and it is possible for a girl to ask about the skin care brand when walking outside.

How, how could this be so!

Didn't he commit suicide in vain all these years!

And the instigator who caused all this stood there and showed him a warm and clear smile without any defense, and the sincerity in his tone made him feel heartbroken.

"Mr. Dazai helped me convey the feelings of my parents. In return, I will help you heal your body."

"Thank you, Dazai-san."

"........."

Nowadays.

He encountered the biggest obstacle on the road to suicide.

The stars are far away.

This girl is so terrifying!

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The author has something to say:

【small theater】

Yaomei walks into the hand and enters the room: How much material is needed to repair a Mr. Dazai?

Jade steel xN, charcoal xN, whetstone xN = a shiny newborn Osamu Dazai.

Dazai: I'm not clean anymore! !

PS: I edited the first two chapters and added some content. You can refresh the previous chapters and then come back to read, otherwise the plot will not match. The next chapter of the male protagonist will come out, I will post 4——!

In addition, did I update quickly?I think the number of words in the same period is not as many as mine. Should I change it to every other day or three days...cough.