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I woke up from the hospital.

His eyes were red and swollen, and his right leg was numb and painful. The operation to remove the bullet was probably over when he was unconscious.

Well?What happened before, I seemed to be carried out of the noisy shopping center by Nakahara Nakaya, and then I couldn’t help but lose control of my emotions, I lost consciousness after crying, maybe I lost too much blood, maybe I just passed out from crying , or both factors.

After all, I should have been sent to the hospital after that, so I am now facing the white ceiling above my head.

……shameful! !

After flashing the previous content in my mind, I immediately wanted to sit up from the hospital bed. Brother Gu Chuan didn't know what happened. Since I am already in the hospital, if the other party is rescued, he will definitely be here.

"Yo, are you awake?"

Just as he hurriedly pushed the quilt away, a familiar voice came from beside him.

A certain black-haired boy wrapped in bandages was sitting beside him, with his elbows leaning on the edge of the bed, his hands resting on his delicate handsome face, and he looked over with a smile: "Xiaojiao, the doctor said that you had better not Get out of bed."

……

My heart was so scared that I almost vomited out.

Why is this guy here? ?

Could it be that I came to Xingshi to inquire about the crime... Although I was very entangled in my heart, I still maintained a faceless face on the surface, and said silently: "Mr. Dazai, good morning."

"It's getting late, it's night now." Osamu Dazai withdrew his body without changing his expression, and said with a slight headache: "I've been in a coma for two whole days, obviously Xiaojiao, your subordinate woke up that day, really, Boss I almost thought you had some special ability."

Seeing that the black-haired boy's tone wasn't very nice, I felt that he was scolding me, so I quickly shrank my neck: "I'm sorry..."

I don't want to... I don't want to say anything, I opened my mouth: "I miss you."

As soon as the words came out, Osamu Dazai was stunned, closed his mouth that he was about to say just now, sat up and looked at me for a few seconds, then suddenly sighed faintly: "We should have punished Xiaojiao in a small way, this time Let’s forget it first.”

He stood up, and the coat on his shoulders shook with the movement of standing up, and he found a thick Japanese-Chinese dictionary from nowhere: "corresponding to this, the punishment should be changed to this."

"What?" I looked at the black dictionary handed over by the black-haired boy in a daze.

It looks so thick, thicker than the one at home, and it can be used as a large brick.

"Just memorize it all."

Osamu Dazai looked at me with a smile, opened his mouth word by word, slowed down and spit out devil-like words.

I:……

Holding the dictionary I just received in my arms dully, I couldn't help lowering my head, looking at the thick thing that could kill people, and looking up at the black-haired boy again in disbelief.

I saw the boss of the black mud spirit with a gentle smile on his face, standing beside the bed and looking down at me quietly, his quiet iris-colored eyes narrowed slightly, and it was filled with words——if you don’t finish memorizing it, Xiaojiao, don’t Want to eat or don't eat it all in your stomach, Xiaojiao, don't want to get out of this room, this kind of meaning that makes people call the devil.

No! ! ! !

I burst into tears on the spot, did I finally wait for this day? On this day when I have to study Japanese seriously, I am obviously very motivated. Well, at any rate, I have finished memorizing all the Japanese syllabary charts!

Before he grabbed the black-haired boy's sleeve to plead for mercy, someone knocked on the door not far away, and a ochre-red figure appeared in the small single room of the ward.

"excuse me."

The orange-haired boy said with no expression on his face, and was taken aback when he saw me sitting up: "Are you awake?"

"Senior Chuya!!"

As if I had found a savior, the hand that was about to hold Osamu Dazai's arm turned around on the spot, and crawled for help to reach the orange-haired boy's thigh: "Help me."

"... Huh??" Zhong Yuanzhong, who was hugged by my thigh for a moment, was also a little stiff, and almost threw me out, but finally held back: "What's wrong with you?"

He looked at Osamu Dazai who was standing aside, and a black-haired boy in a bandage also looked at him, stretched out his hand in dissatisfaction, and suddenly grabbed the back of my neck with his slender fingers, like holding my hand. The cat grabbed me back like that, and said in a drawn out voice, "Ahh."

"Why did some unsightly slug appear here? It's really disappointing to take me and my subordinates on a mission even before that."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

The orange-haired boy choked on what he was about to say. He raised his hand to cover the brim of his hat, and even looked away slightly, hesitantly said, "Sorry."

Damn it, the savior has also been defeated!

I didn't dare to look at the big thick dictionary that I threw beside me. Thinking of something, I looked anxiously at Nakahara Chuya: "That, Brother Guchuan, him?"

Just now Dazai seemed to say "my subordinate" vaguely, I don't know if I heard it wrong, this is also the reason why I didn't get too anxious when I woke up just now, I wish the other party is really as I thought——

"Ah, he's awake."

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at me when he heard the words, he nodded slightly, and his tone softened when he mentioned this, after all, he was his subordinate: "That guy is a good fortune teller, the bullet is only a few centimeters away from the heart."

"It's you, are you all right?"

The blue eyes of the ochre-haired boy looked down, and just as he asked, Osamu Dazai interrupted him, casually picked up the apple on the bedside table, took a bite and sat down by the bed, and said slowly: "Isn't this obvious? You idiot Chuya, you've seen that she's fine, so don't disturb my happy relationship with my subordinates."

"...Is that what you call a good relationship?!" Nakahara Chuya's mouth twitched: "This guy was still asking me for help just now!?"

"Ah, that one."

"I just want Xiaojiao to memorize Japanese well." Dazai Osamu sighed: "What a disobedient child, it's not difficult to memorize 10 words every day, right?"

"Hey, is that so?" Nakahara Zhong was also taken aback for a moment, and when he heard the words, he looked at me disapprovingly: "You really should learn Japanese well."

I:"……"

Nonsense!

Osamu Dazai just had an expression of "I won't let you out unless you memorize all the dictionaries". Who would have thought that he would suddenly change his mind, I am wronged!

Hanging my head in humiliation, I nodded honestly with a hurt look: "Okay, listen to everything, Senior Chuya."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

The black-haired boy sitting next to me turned his head around, and looked at me with a smile on his left eye, which was half wrapped up in a bandage. The breath rushed towards my face immediately, and the voice was very close: "Speaking of which, Xiaojiao, why did you only call that fellow Chuya senior from just now?"

I silently looked away, pretending not to understand.

"When did your relationship get so good?"

It's a pity that a black mud boss didn't let go of this topic, and stared at me faintly with dark brown eyes: "I'm so envious, I'm obviously your boss, isn't it? According to my seniority, I should be called that too." Right, Jiaojiao?"

"Come on, try calling me that too."

Osamu Dazai spoke in such a relaxed tone, but there was a feeling of oppression in the air, Nakahara standing beside him also opened his mouth and looked at us with a face of incomprehensibility.

"Okay." I nodded cowardly, and said obediently, "Dazai Senbei."

"Pfft." Zhong Yuan suddenly put the back of his hand against his chin, turned his head and coughed lightly.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

A certain black-haired boy with a refreshing face remained unchanged, and looked at me with a smile: "Xiaojiao, it's not a senbei, it's a senior."

"だざい, せんぱい, read it with me—"

***

After that, things naturally faded away.

I succumbed to someone's despotic power, and I had to say it honestly: "Senior", not long after that, Nakahara Naka had to leave because of a mission, Dazai Osamu also received the job of interrogation, not very satisfied Taking the apple that he bit into before, he also left.

I was the only one left in the small ward.

Knowing that brother Gu Chuan is fine, my heart was relieved a long time ago. I sent a message to the other party. On the way to wait for the reply, I checked the [Contacts] on the phone, thinking about who to ask to get the equipment for me. It doesn't matter if you bring the painting tools over.

That's right, how can I really lie in the ward for a few days without getting off the ground, of course I have to make good use of my abilities.

The operation is over. With my current painting skills, I should be able to do about 70% of things like making my legs heal, and I don't need to stay in the ward to recuperate at all.

It's a pity that I'm wearing a hospital gown now, and there is only a mobile phone left next to the pillow, and I don't know when my clothes will be changed...

"Eight finds?"

Just as I was thinking about it, a startled voice sounded from the door. Looking around, it turned out to be Nong Shawa with a fruit bowl in his hand: "Are you awake?"

The other party came over with a look of surprise, still wearing the ostentatious black suit from before, he breathed a sigh of relief: "I went to see Senior Gu Chuan's kung fu, and you woke up, so the other party can rest assured. "

"Really, you guys really scared me to death."

Nozawa babbled and said, his speech was a bit fast, and it sounded cloudy: "Suddenly he came back with a pale face, and his lips were bloodless, and the same is true for Senior Gu Chuan. The mission said earlier that I will go with you too." I should have asked Captain Hirota at the beginning."

When he mentioned Hirota, I nodded knowingly.

Mr. Guangjin Liulang didn't bring Hirota's team with him, so it was natural that Nozawa, who was at a lower level, would not be able to attend this mission.

But had he been here before?What a good brother. Thinking about it this way, Osamu Dazai probably just arrived, and he sat by the bed not long ago just in time for me to wake up from the bed.

I looked at Nozawa, who also combed his bangs up about half with hairspray today. His light brown hair looks very soft, and he is wearing a formal suit. He seems to want to help clean up the surroundings.

Seeing the apples on the bedside table, he froze for a moment: "Have you eaten one of the apples I brought earlier?"

"……Um."

I nodded guiltyly, and when I heard the word "Lingou", I immediately understood what the other party was referring to. Damn it, it was obviously eaten by Osamu Dazai.

"Oh, that apple is quite expensive. I wanted to wash it and peel it into a bunny for you." Nozawa curled his lips: "You are not too dirty, come and taste this cherry tomato, it's me Just took it to wash."

As the other party spoke, he suddenly stuffed a small persimmon in the fruit bowl into my mouth.

Damn, it's so sour.

"Hee hee, isn't it delicious?" Seeing my sour expression, Nozawa laughed ruthlessly like a bad friend, and wanted to push another one in, but I quickly dodged it.

Instructing the other party to bring me the original equipment, I silently arranged the clothes on my body, and by the time I got the spare portraits I drew for myself, it was almost 8 o'clock in the evening.

Not long after, Nozawa also took the fruit and left. After he left, there were still many people who visited him, and he suddenly felt that his popularity seemed pretty good...

I touched my chin, took out the portrait that Nong Sawa helped me get back, and wrote [healing] on my thigh with a pen. The dancing golden butterfly suddenly flew to the top of my knee, and I felt a little hot on my right leg. The pain is also gradually reducing, even itching.

The supernatural ability took effect successfully, and there is probably only a very shallow wound left in the bullet port.

Although it still hurt a little, it was obviously not as serious as the gunshot wound. Now I don't have to worry about bleeding and pus. I jumped out of the bed in satisfaction, and jumped twice on the spot.

At the same time, a message came from the mobile phone "Ding Dong"——

Mori Ogai actually ordered himself to find the other party, probably because the goods were recovered.