The bosses cry and put down the butcher knife

Two minutes later, Oda Miyuki walked out of the guest room in a stiff posture, and closed the door behind her backhand.

... Then she stood at the door for a full 3 minutes, then suddenly let out a feeble groan, and silently covered her face.

Tired.

Want to hit someone.

Suicide on the spot to pay respects.

Messy thoughts and inner OS created a colorful barrage in the heart of the 17-year-old girl.I don't know how much time has passed, Oda Miyuki slowly put down the hand covering his face, and took out the phone from his pocket.

Then, she clicked on the chat boxes of [Sanae Aiko] and [Sano Fakong], and each sent a sentence that seemed to be "accidentally" strung together:

[I think you should think about it again, maybe Aiko/Fa Kong-kun will accept your intention? 】

Then exit directly, set the phone to silent, pretending that Yazi is busy with something.

After arranging the two culprits, Oda Miyuki leaned against the door and took a deep breath.

——Just 3 minutes ago, due to the influence of her "love brain", she made a passionate and sincere confession to a strange man she just picked up.

——Then, the other party agreed.

It's too awful.

Really, it's just insane.

If it weren't for some sense of reason, Oda Miyuki would have doubted it. This is another version of "Truth or Dare".

The girl covered her face at the door for a while, but surprisingly, the people inside didn't respond.The clock above the restaurant passed by like this for 5 minutes. Oda Sakile, who was doing homework in the room, came out to fetch water, and then met his elder sister.

Oda Saki: "?"

Oda Miyuki: "..."

Oda Miyuki tried his best to show a nonchalant smile, and then opened the door behind him again under the girl's puzzled eyes.

"Boom."

The sound of the wooden door closing.

After a moment of silence, the girl who was facing the door facing the wall heard a weak male voice coming from the bed behind her.

"...Miss' words just now must have been due to some misunderstanding."

Oda Miyuki was silent for a while, and finally mustered up the courage to turn her head and look behind her.

The man was lying on the bed covered with isolation cloth, and he had re-buttoned his jacket a few times. Other than that, it was almost the same as when she rushed out a few minutes ago.

After meeting Oda Miyuki's eyes, the black-haired young man moved his body slightly, showing a somewhat bitter smile.

Although the other party didn't say anything, when that expression came into view, Oda Miyuki felt a pang of conscience inexplicably.

"Uh..." She stammered, and for the first time after picking up strangers for so many years, she felt a faint uncontrollable uneasiness, "Sorry, I was because of..."

The words did not go on.

Because the pair of iris-colored eyes that looked over seemed to be lifeless, and it was very difficult to say something specific.

There is no doubt that they are a pair of beautiful eyes, just like this young man who has lost a lot of bones, even the outline of the bones seems to be carefully carved.In fact, she has seen many good-looking people, but none of them can make her unable to utter a sentence of denial with just a look.

He made Oda Miyuki think of a bird.

Never stop flying in life, only stop to rest at the end of life.And the moment its feet touch the soil, it will embrace the irresistible death.

That's right.At that moment, she suddenly had such a clear understanding:

If I deny the previous "confession", perhaps, it is a murder that pretends to be deaf and dumb.

"Hold, I'm sorry, did I scare you just now?"

After all, she did the whole thing herself, even though she was actually a victim.But the other party was obviously more innocent than her. Even if Oda Miyuki didn't know why the other party agreed, it still felt inappropriate to change his face in less than 10 minutes.

So she decided to change the subject, at the very least, she had to wait until the wound was treated for the other party.

The man didn't answer her question directly, and his expression was still a little dazed.In fact, Oda Miyuki vaguely sensed that this person's state seemed not right.

Not only referring to the injuries on his body, but his reaction to people and things at this time, as if he was always a beat and a half slow.

So she simply didn't wait, not to mention that this question is actually not easy to communicate.Oda Miyuki glanced at the bandage exposed under his cuff, turned around and dragged the medical box on the ground closer.

Then he squatted down to open the box, and looked at the other person inquiringly: "Are you more used to wrapping the wound yourself, or do you need help?"

In fact, when she asked this question, she was already ready to sneak away, and at most helped the other party deal with the places she couldn't touch.

Embarrassment is one aspect, other than that, this man doesn't feel like he would be in front of strangers...

"If Miss doesn't mind, can you fix the bandage for me?"

"..." Oda Miyuki.

The girl's brain circuit and expression got stuck on the spot, and only her eyes blinked a few times.At that moment, the corner of the man's mouth seemed to twitch indistinctly, but Oda Miyuki took it as an illusion.

"Okay, okay."

Finally, she spoke with some difficulty, turned her head to pick out the commonly used disinfection and cleaning utensils, and heard rustling movements on the bed.

After Oda Miyuki finished packing things including disinfectant, anti-inflammatory spray, and bandages, he looked up and saw the young man on the bed struggling to lean against the head of the bed, half of his shirt had been peeled off.

But there is nothing to see underneath, except for the tight and loose bandages wrapped around it, it is a large piece of pale skin that is obviously sunken in.

Like his face, it was as white as if he hadn't been exposed to the sun a few times a month.

This obvious sub-healthy physical condition became more obvious when the other party followed the outline of one end of the bandage and began to tear it down in circles.

Oda Miyuki once felt that "white chicken" was enough to describe an overly thin adult man.However, when the person removed the layers of bandages and watched them wind and fall on the bed, some of them fell off the edge of the bed, she couldn't control her surprised expression in the end.

It's really too thin, it has reached the point where it can be called sick.

Unlike the face with textured contours, it is really an unattractive body.The pale skin has little luster due to uneven nutrition, and there is almost only a thin layer of fat and muscle under the epidermis.

Even from the frontal angle, the shape of the ribs can be clearly seen, but they are not so protruding.Below the rib at the end is a deeply sunken lower abdomen, which has been hidden in the group of bandages that have not been completely removed.

In addition to the visual "thinness", what really attracts people's attention-in fact, are the fragmented and old and new traces all over the upper body.

Some are scars, some are bruised, and some are slightly bloodshot.

But... after really taking a closer look, Oda Miyuki's face became a little weird.

Not to mention the old wounds, but the ones that are still fresh... are scattered all over the body, but they don't seem to be caused by ordinary knives, sharp blades, or fists.

Because the wound is too shallow, the bruising is not serious.

Most of the wounds are to the extent of epidermis damage, and occasionally there are a few more obvious bumpy scars, which also look old.The situation of bruising is similar, that is, the severity of an accidental bump on the steps or the corner of the table.

If there is anything special about it...it is probably these tiny old and new wounds, there are too many of them, and the fresh ones are almost shallow.

At first glance, it seems that people are completely unable to cope with a specific trauma, but instead it seems to be the trace left by some special...special hobby.

At this time, the other party had already removed most of the bandages, leaving only the part from the back of the waist to the lower abdomen.He circled back half a circle, and then his moving hand paused slightly.

His expression also stiffened a little.

Oda Miyuki suddenly came back to his senses, and looked sideways at the opponent's lower back—just like when she touched it at the beginning, the most serious wound on the body appeared there.

A bloody black and red.