[Net King Sanada] Takeshi Zheng

Although everyone in Lihai wanted to laugh, even the depressed Yukimura was no exception.Although they also sympathized with Kirihara's head that could no longer be called a head, everyone in the tennis club tried their best to stand still.The first mover and the forerunner will be killed by the demon king Sanada at this moment, just look at Kirihara's head, which is more like a pig's head than a pig's head.But who would have thought that there was a thin, pale, expressionless desperate man with a bandage on his head who had just entered from the hospital roof.It was at this moment that Sanada's string was touched.

"I've known you for so many years, I didn't expect you to have a stripping habit, Sanada-kun." The visitor said calmly, without any intention of teasing Sanada.

Sanada didn't violence him, "It's you!" It's just that Sanada didn't understand why he said he knew him for "so many years".Sanada only remembered that when Yukimura fell down a few days ago, he was the one who saved Yukimura.Haven't seen this person before.

Sanada regained his composure and introduced, "Yukimura, he is the senior who saved you last time. As for knowing me? I don't remember meeting you."

"My name is Makoto Inoue, please give me your advice." Inoue introduced himself and bowed slightly politely.

This slight bow made the juniors in the tennis club feel so embarrassed!After that, everyone in the tennis club introduced themselves one by one.And this Inoue Makoto's thin body and pale face gave Yukimura the first feeling that he should belong to the same type of person as himself - sick.The first feeling for Marui is: you should eat more cakes, boys can't be so thin.My first impression on Liu Sheng was that he was very polite, unlike some seniors who liked to put on airs.Not bad, I like it very much!Liu's first impression: I have no impression of this person at all. It stands to reason that someone with such skills as Inoue should have appeared in his notes, which is unreasonable!The first image for Kuwahara: too weak, not like a boy.

As for Sanada, subconsciously touched his nose, as if he was afraid that his nose would disappear.There were so many images in his mind that he was confused.

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When school started that day, Kirihara was very excited. As the new head of the tennis department, he naturally had to go to the department to command the army early.Kirihara got up early that day to make breakfast by himself, making noise comfortably in the kitchen.Kirihara's older sister, Kirihara Eiya, couldn't stand the noise and threw a tennis ball casually.Kirihara escaped the attack of the tennis ball, but he didn't pay attention when he was frying eggs, and the oil in the hot pan poured on his left arm. Later, he went to the hospital for treatment. At the same time, he also knew about Yukimura, so he went directly to the hospital Visit Yukimura.I heard from Yanagi and Sanada that a second-year high school senior saved Yukimura.Yukimura wanted to find an opportunity to thank the senior, but after several days of hard work, he still couldn't find such a number one person.

A few days later, Qieyuan went to the hospital to change his dressing. On the way home, he ran into a group of punks who often gathered to bully the weak. Seeing the injustice, Qieyuan stepped forward to stop them from asking for the so-called "protection" from a young boy in the lower grade. fee".

Kirihara's brain was as deep as the intestines of some kind of creature. He didn't seem to see the iron bars in their hands, nor did he notice the gauze in his hands.

"Stop! Don't be too arrogant, you guys!" Qieyuan yelled out of righteous indignation, and then the frightened child took the opportunity to slip away with tears in his eyes.

The consequences were very simple and simple. One of the gangsters swung an iron rod at the head of Kirihara's kelp, which was forced to the corner.

Kirihara reckoned that if he used his injured left hand to block it, he might be useless; if he blocked it with his right hand, he might not be able to play tennis for a few months, and Vice Minister Sanada would not be able to solve it with one or two iron fists. The problem.Qieyuan saw that he couldn't avoid it, and he couldn't stop it, so he just stood there stunned.Seeing the iron rod getting closer, his eyes were closed tightly in fear.It wasn't Vice Minister Sanada's big-eared scratcher, it wasn't the frying pan thrown by Kirihara's sister, it was the iron rod swung by the gangster.

Blood splashed on Kirihara's face, the only strange thing was that Kirihara didn't feel any pain.Maybe it's been paralyzed, or is it the feeling of being dead?

When Qieyuan opened his eyes, he found a person who was half a head taller than him was standing in front of him, his face was already covered in blood, his temple was hit by an iron rod, and his right eye could no longer be opened.

Kirihara saw that the man who was hit was as natural as if he was drenched in rain, wiped the blood on his face with his hands, without any expression, and said as if nothing happened, "Violence can't solve the problem."

When the gangsters saw this thin and tall man who looked very thin, but showed a slight look of contempt, they were even more angry.All of them raised iron bars to attack him.Kirihara saw that he didn't moan in pain, didn't resist, didn't dodge, he just stood there and was beaten by them.They beat until they fell to the ground, and the attacks of the punks were also like their physical strength, which was strong on the outside but weakened as they hit.

And the blood splashed on Kirihara's face also stained his eyes red.Kirihara picked up an unknown heavy object on the ground and hit them.Seeing the sign of Kirihara's anger, the gangsters threw down the murder weapon and fled in a panic without even thinking about it.Kirihara wanted to continue chasing him, but suddenly a bloody hand grabbed Kirihara's foot.

"This classmate, violence can't solve the problem, please stop chasing him."

Seeing this scene, Kirihara felt inexplicably uncomfortable.Since childhood, Kirihara hated anyone getting hurt because of him, especially those he cared about.When Kirihara went up to inquire about the injury, he looked at his blood-stained but unfamiliar face—it was neither one of the seniors in the department nor a classmate he knew.

Qieyuan asked if he needed to call the police, or should he go to the hospital to stop the bleeding first?But this person, whose blood had not stopped in front of his head, asked Qie Yuan if he had a tissue, as if he was really drenched in the rain.After some conversation, Kirihara found out that his name was Inoue and he lived on this street.Kirihara was going to help Inoue home first, and then stop the bleeding.Unexpectedly, Inoue directly ignored Kirihara's outstretched hand, struggled to get up, and patted the ashes off his body.

"Okay. Let's go, Kirihara-kun." Inoue looked silent.Seeing that he could walk and talk, Kirihara thought it should be nothing serious.

"Well, thank you." Kirihara said "thank you" for the first time usually so smoothly, Inoue didn't respond at all.Kirihara continued to ask, "Why did you help me block this stick? You are so stupid!" Kirihara asked gratefully in his heart, this was the first time someone was blocked for him.

"Kirihara-kun, you misunderstood, I didn't mean to help you. I was beaten with an iron rod while walking, and I was also very troubled." Inoue still covered the bleeding wound and the wound with one hand expressionlessly. When Kirihara spoke, it was Inoue's great advantage to say what he had to say.

"Ha~~Walking?" This can be regarded as the reason, "But I still have to thank you, senior."

"You're welcome." Inoue said lightly, looking ahead, still covering the wound with his hands.Qieyuan quietly glanced at this man who was half a head taller than him: thin, pale, but very righteous.Has an indescribable temperament, feels very similar to himself.

The two arrived at Inoue's house not long after walking, and Kirihara clumsily performed simple hemostasis on Inoue.Later, during the chat, Kirihara also knew that this person was the super powerful senior who saved Minister Yukimura at the school gate on the first day of school——Makoto Inoue.

"Senior, you are really amazing! When I heard Nioh-senpai describe how you rescued the head of Xingxing Village, my heart jumped out! What kind of disease does the head have?" Kirihara helped Inoue, who was sitting on the sofa, to wrap a bandage. asked curiously.

"Yukimura-kun suffers from mental illness." In a flat tone.

"Huh? Can you be more specific, senior?" Kirihara looked at Inoue excitedly.I thought to myself: Yukimura's illness, no matter how you look at it, doesn't look like an ordinary crazy person.

"Actually, Yukimura-kun's acute radiculitis has been completely cured. The reason why he had the reaction on the first day of school is indeed the sequelae left over from the last operation. But Yukimura-kun's condition changed later, and his body hasn't improved for a long time. I can’t understand it. Pneumothorax with two lung subtypes is just an acute sudden disease, as long as the first aid is timely, there will be no sequelae at all.”

Kirihara was confused when he heard it, his mind was full of the medical terms Inoue just said, and his admiration for Inoue suddenly rose to the peak.

"Maybe... Yukimura-kun should see a psychiatrist." Inoue picked up the adhesive tape from the first aid kit, tore it off, and stuck it on his injured left wrist.

"Huh? Senior, do you mean that Minister Yukimura pretends to be sick?" Kirihara was thinking that if Minister Yukimura really pretended to be sick, he would tell Vice Minister Sanada.

"I didn't say that, Kirihara-kun. A disease in the heart is also a disease. Probably, Yukimura-kun is just a bit of a hurdle that cannot be overcome temporarily. As long as you figure it out and your mood clears up, your physical condition will naturally improve." Inoue picked up the medicine in the first-aid kit The adhesive tape was torn off and stuck on the same injured right elbow.

"Senior, why don't you find some time to visit Minister Yukimura!" In fact, everyone really wanted to see Inoue.

Seeing that Inoue didn't respond for a long time, Kirihara thought that he had said something wrong or had a problem with his expression.Then Inoue, who hadn't responded for a long time, said "Hmm!"

"Really? Senior, I feel that as long as you are here, I don't need any other doctors. Then...then let's go tomorrow!" Kirihara excitedly squeezed the wound tightly with the gauze on his hand.

"It hurts! Kirihara-kun!" At a loss, Kirihara blushed as if he had been slapped several times by Sanada—with an apologetic expression.

"Ah~~ I'm sorry, I'm sorry, senior!" It's a pity that Kirihara, who was standing behind Inoue, didn't see the expression on Inoue's face when he said it hurt.Is it still that silent face?

"Oh~~ By the way, senior, you'd better go to the hospital to disinfect and bandage your wound. Then I will sleep here today, and tomorrow morning we will go to the hospital to visit the minister. I know the name of the hospital, Tokyo General Hospital .” Practice has proved that Kirihara knows the name of a place, but it does not mean that he can reach that place smoothly.

Kirihara finally bandaged Inoue's wound. Inoue touched the thick, round gauze on his head, and lamented that Kirihara had an exceptionally powerful talent for making zongzi.

"Senior! It's great to have you here."