Quanzai Cone

"Ah, you are indeed here, Xunguang!"

I received the medicine and new bandages that Zhijun needed today from the nurse. I was holding them back to the ward, but someone stopped me in the corridor.

Some haggard seniors waved at me from behind.

I blinked my eyes, turned around and walked towards her: "Senior, why did you come to the medical point?"

"Qingren is hospitalized with a headache," the senior sighed, "I'll take care of him."

"Mr. Kisaragi... is it alright?" I frowned worriedly.

Ruyue Qingren is the only shelter in charge of the senior, and it seems that he has been in the shelter for more than a year before the senior came to the island.Unfortunately, he was involved in a case but lost his memory strangely. Mr. Kisaragi, who was forcibly detained in a shelter because he could not provide key clues, is now showing signs of awakening through the guidance of his seniors...

Was the sudden hospitalization this time related to memory?

I didn't care to think about this, and heard the answer from the senior who was not urgent.

"It's nothing serious, I can probably be discharged from the hospital today. But..."

The senior pressed my shoulder, looking more worried than I was, and kept looking at me back and forth with a particularly focused gaze: "You have stayed at the medical point for a month and haven't returned to the dormitory, so I can't rest assured .”

Perhaps it was because I was too hesitant when I first arrived on the island, but my senior was always worried about me unconsciously, as if I would disappear into the waves as soon as I left her sight.During this period of time, I often used mobile phones to communicate with my seniors, but since we were in the same room, I was worried about disturbing Zhijun, so I only exchanged text messages with each other.

Those text exchanges obviously couldn't appease the senior, she said firmly: "Just taking advantage of the opportunity that Qingren and that person are at the medical point, let Qingren take a look at him."

I was slightly startled.

Seniors quietly mentioned to me that Kisaragi-san has a certain extraordinary "talent": he can "see" the "color" of a person's heart and emotion.

However, just like Mr. Yue, I also have an unbelievably keen perception of the human heart, but I have never shown it, and no one on the island knows it.Therefore, in the face of the kindness of the senior, even if he said "I feel that Zhijun is not a bad person...", it would not be able to reassure the senior.

In the end, a meeting time between Kisaragi-san and Zhikun was set.

——Although this is said, on the premise that the shelter will never allow Mr. Kisaragi to contact Zhikun, the so-called "meeting" is only when the senior takes Mr. Kisaragi out of the hospital and passes by Zhikun's ward, I open the door of the ward at the right time , let Mr. Kisaragi take a look at Zhijun in the room.

After opening the door smoothly, I was lectured harshly by the guards outside the ward, which did not arouse any more suspicion.After getting rid of the guards, I caught up with the seniors.

After walking out of the medical point, another staff took over Mr. Kisaragi and sent him back to the confinement room.The senior stood by the window and watched Mr. Ruyue leave. Across the deep corridor, Mr. Ruyue looked back at the senior.

I don't know what kind of look it was, but when she came to Senior, she took a deep breath, turned to the window and blinked vigorously, before facing me as usual.

The senior raised his phone and shook it: "Qingren will send the results later, why don't you go shopping with me first?"

I nodded silently.

Walking all the way to the park, today is a clear day, we step on the sun and tree shadows, stop by the flowers, look up to see the blue sea like a mirror.

The senior who was in a daze was awakened by the notification sound of the message. She looked down and waved to me with a smile: "Stand over here, it's a text message from Qingren."

I shortened the distance between the two as I said, and looked at the screen of the mobile phone with my senior. On the interface was the text sent by Mr. Kisaragi just now.

【That person... was almost submerged in a swamp-like blackness. 】

Not an unexpected answer.Compared to the frowning senior, I was in a quite calm mood, watching Mr. Kisaragi send several more messages.

【At least at that time, I didn't see any maliciousness... No...】

Even through the screen, I can feel that Mr. Kisaragi is very troubled, and he is struggling to speak.

[Malicious, most of them are not aimed at others... Sorry, I can't explain clearly.However, that kind of black seems to be very invasive, and you'd better remind the new counselor to stay away from him as much as possible. 】

The senior turned his gaze to me, and after a while, he sighed.

"I guess you wouldn't take that offer," she said.

I laughed embarrassedly, nodded, and repeated my previous words: "Zhijun is not a bad person. Senior, thank you."

Saying goodbye to the senior who told me "come to me when you encounter trouble", I brushed my flying long hair in the autumn wind that just came, and I was distracted by the sparkling light of the sea, and I remembered Mr. Kisaragi's words again.

——Who did Zhijun's malice against others go to?

Thinking about it this way, I couldn't help but feel sad.