retired from port today

Osamu Dazai looked at the girl lying on the hospital bed, her face was pale, except for the heaving chest telling everyone that she was still alive, she was as quiet as a woman.

Even in such a situation, she still subconsciously used the supernatural power, and did not reveal her original appearance to others.

Nullifying her abilities by herself made her feel very insecure.

Thinking of this, Dazai asked the doctor who made the rounds: "When will she wake up?"

The doctor looked at the girl's case, feeling a little distressed, probably he had never seen such a patient before: "It's just a skin injury on the body, nothing serious. It didn't hurt the brain, maybe it's just subconscious not wanting to wake up, but if there is something special The situation still needs to be judged.”

He nodded, and added another sentence worriedly: "Could it be possible for the supernatural ability to lead to this result?"

The doctor nodded: "If it is some kind of mental power, we will analyze this situation, but I heard that she doesn't seem to suffer from that kind of power, right?"

Dazai shook his head, knowing that there would be no result to ask, so he let the doctor go.

Compared with the impact of supernatural powers on the body, he is more concerned about whether the power of the king and supernatural powers will have some kind of impact.

The opponent's physical indicators were very normal, which also made him feel relieved.

He looked at the other party's peaceful sleepy eyes and sighed.

"Don't trouble me anymore, if you don't wake up, I will be annoyed by Mr. Mori."

……

Under the blue sky is the green grass, and there is a large cherry blossom tree in the yard. The breeze blows, and a few cherry blossom petals float into the distance.

It's still summer, but the sun doesn't look scorching, and spring breeze blows from time to time.

The weather in Honmaru is better at this point, if you don't like it, you can change it at any time.

Thinking of this, I closed my eyes and lay on the grass, feeling the comfort of spring.

"My lord!" A loud roar broke the silence, and I was feeling bad when I heard a footstep flying towards me lightly.

The sun on my face was blocked by the shadows, and I was so sleepy that I reluctantly opened one eye and looked at the person passing by: "It's love, what happened?"

"It's not good!" Today's valet Aizen looked at me enjoying the afternoon nap, and said with some guilt: "Gexian and Da Juli fought in the training ground and were slightly injured; Sanriyue accidentally fell into the lake. Now, Honmaru's people are hunting him; Tsurumaru dug a hole, and Yamabuki Kunihiro was transferred into it; and..."

I felt my temples twitching, and interrupted: "Wait a minute, speak slowly, what happened?"

He told me the ins and outs, and I just felt the buzzing in my head. I came here to recuperate, but I felt that I had lost a lot of hair due to work.

"Aren't these things settled for the time being? You ask Tsurumaru to come see me."

Aizen was a little hesitant: "After Tsurumaru dug the hole, he didn't know where he went. I heard that Yamabukiri is still angry now. I guess it's hard to find him before his anger subsides."

I stood up, looked at the dagger who was shorter than me, stroked his hair, and comforted him: "It's okay, your detection and mobility are much better than him, if you can't find him, you can use other daggers, As a close servant, you have the absolute power of a god judge."

Hearing my encouragement, Little Knife blushed a little: "I know! I love Ran Kunijun and will definitely find Tsurumaru!"

After finishing speaking, I went to search for Tsurumaru non-stop. Looking at his speed, I sighed, "As expected of a dagger!"

He looked down at the wound on his waist. Although there was a bandage around his waist, it was basically fine. It was only because Yaoyan was worried that he continued to do so.

Perhaps because of the failure to protect me not long ago, Yaoyan felt very guilty towards me and lamented that he did not fulfill his duty.

After understanding the cause and effect, everyone actually didn't blame him, but he still felt a sense of guilt. He was afraid that I would get a little injury in the past few days.

Even when I went out this time, I only got permission after repeated assurances.

"Is it time to leave?" I sighed.

I don't know what's going on with my body, the flow rate here is different from the reality, but since my injury is almost healed, then my body should also be healed.

"Why, does my lord want to leave here?"

The sudden sound above my head scared me almost to my heart's content. I looked up in a jerk, and saw a touch of white on the huge cherry blossom tree.

The corner of my mouth twitched: "Hewan?"

He lay on the branch, repeating what he had just said with an interested look.

"When were you here?"

Tsurumaru thought for a while, and replied: "Not long before Aizen came, I saw that the lord was going to take a nap, so I didn't bother you."

In other words, he heard everything I said to Aizen.

"Didn't you still look for me just now? What's the matter?"

No need to guess, you caused all the troubles just now, so you should feel a little guilty for me, hey!

"Why did Mr. Tsurumaru do such a prank? Is it because it's too boring?"

The implication: If you are too bored, I will arrange work for you, whether it is an expedition, a battle, or a drill!

Tsurumaru shook his head: "No, no! I just think this Honmaru is a bit too boring. Don't you all have human bodies? It would be better to be more energetic, after all, they have been silent for so long."

Sure enough, it would be better to let him not be idle!Having said that, I have silently arranged tasks for him in my heart.

"Does your body feel better?" After a while, he asked with concern.

I nodded: "It's just a slight injury, it's not that serious."

"Liar!" He interrupted me directly, with a serious tone: "You were exhausted at the time, but you would subconsciously use strange flames whenever anyone was close to you. It frightened us old people."

I didn't expect my subconscious mind to be so strong at that time. Hearing him say it now, I felt a little guilty, thinking that I had caused them a lot of trouble.

"I'm really sorry, I just did it subconsciously, you are not injured, are you?"

He shook his head, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and lightly touched his knife: "Although the body is not injured, but the heart has suffered a lot. After all, the God Judge is so guarded against us in the heart."

I really didn't see it!

I doubt his claim.

Seeing my expression, he explained: "Don't the judges believe it? It's true. When we didn't know what to do, thanks to you who recognized the aura of Yaoken, you put down your guard. I know what to do with you."

"So, I'm sorry for hurting your young heart, do you want any compensation?"

Tsurumaru was waiting for this sentence, and his eyes lit up when he heard me say this.He jumped down from the tree very neatly.

I was afraid that he would be slightly injured.

"Don't think about such impolite things, but I'm fine with this height." He moaned a little dissatisfied.

I held up my hands, proving my innocence.

"It's not a particularly rude request, sir." As he said so, he looked at me with some enthusiasm: "Can you let me see your real appearance?"