Days as a Reincarnator in Yokohama

The sun is rising and the clouds are thick.

After Hirakawa Yaji fell into a deep sleep curled up beside Zhongye in the Central Plains, it rained outside the window in an instant.

Chiye's wet nose was arched on Hirakawa Masashi's neck, and Zhongyuan Zhongya's hand was wrapped around Hirakawa Masashi's furry body.

Two people and one cat fell into a sound dream.

Consciousness is drowsy, the sound of cicadas outside the window and the whistle of the fishing port are melodious, as if half asleep and half awake, like falling into a fog.

In the dream, red flames burned the earth and the sky, and the broken sword of Damocles hung high in the air.

"So hot……"

The energy from the red king in the body is about to explode. Although the violent energy can replenish the energy that is lacking in the gourmet cells, the uncontrollable heat burns the limbs.

When Hirakawa Yaji was asleep, he was curled up in the ruins of the fire, struggling with brows.

But can't wake up.

In the dream, a black and red-eyed beast came from the depths of the flames, its luxurious hair was not damaged under the flames, its thick black leopard tail scatter the burning flames around Pingchuan Yaji, its vigorous body pressed against his back He protects the softest belly.

The black panther's thick fur did not increase the sense of heat in the raging flames, but instead had a satin-like coolness.

The eyebrows of Hirakawa Yaji gradually calmed down, and his consciousness sank into a deeper dream...

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"Yaji, you're going to take the exam for the "Primary Rebirth Teacher Qualification Certificate" soon, how is it going, can you pass?"

A friend asked with a laugh.

The young man in college uniform hugged his book, nodded and said, "I'll take the test the day after tomorrow, but I can't pass it. I'm not sure."

"Hey, you are the hardest working and most talented of our group, you will definitely pass it once, don't worry."

The friend hugged his shoulder and patted him heartily to comfort him.

Then I thought of something, scratched my head and said, "Oh right, Yaji, since you are going to get the certificate, have you found a partner to embark on a food journey with you? Your cooking skills are very good, it should be Find a gourmet hunter."

"I'm looking for a gourmet hunter, but I haven't found a suitable one yet. Teacher Yaqi said that you can't rush to find a partner. You must have a good eye, and you can trust your back with confidence."

Hirakawa Yaji was holding the book, his young face was full of longing and apprehension.

Young people are always eager to take risks and witness the wonders of the world, and the partner is the one who can share all the joys and dangers with them.

They will go through the jungle, the abyss, the torrent, and the ocean together to see the land above the clouds, the coral under the sea, and the desert oasis. Shuttle through the thunderclouds, go to the gourmet pyramid deep in the desert, go to the death waterfall deep in the jungle to find the legendary shining silk foot fish...

Under the witness of Acacia, the god of food, they will promise to trust each other's lives and share weal and woe after they swear.

"Don't worry, a partner is a lifetime, and the time you two spend together will be longer than your future wife and children..."

The nagging voices of friends gradually drifted away.

The young man holding the book saw in front of him a short orange-haired young man with a black panther by his side. His facial features were sharp and he had a very aggressive wild beauty, just like the vigorous black panther beside him. With the oppressive feeling of an apex predator.

The two passed by, and he couldn't help but look back.

"Hey, isn't this Zhongyuan Chuya from the hunter department next door? I heard that he can now hunt more than ten elephant dragons by himself, and he doesn't have a partner yet. Do you want to ask?"

The young man who just walked past heard their low-pitched discussion, stopped, turned his head, and stared straight at Hirakawa Yaji, who was wearing a college uniform by the side of the road, and looked like a good student with his quiet blue eyes.

A hoarse tongue-tapping sound came along the wind: "Do you want to invite me to be your partner? Roommate."

"Hey, are you roommates?"

Hirakawa Yaji is in a trance, roommate?

The panther clung to his leg affectionately, with its big head arched against his hand.

It seems that they did sleep together... why can't I remember?

Later, at some point, his friend left, and he went back to the dormitory with one person and one leopard.

There was only one bed in the dormitory, he was pressed on the bed, his youthful college uniform was pushed away, and the orange-haired young man also wearing a college uniform pressed his wrist, and his aggressive cheek was pressed against his ear On the side, the warm breath fell in the pinna.

With a low hoarse voice like a cello, he asked in his ear: "Well...do you want to be my partner?"

Under the fluffy quilt, the panther's tail wrapped around his ankles.

Outside the window, the torrential rain was like a waterfall, falling on the window like broken jade.

……

In a white light, Hirakawa Yaji suddenly woke up.

He took away Zhongyuan Zhongye's arm that was pressing heavily on him, stood up carefully, and threw Chiye into his arms to hold him again.

Recalling the strange beauty in his dream, he didn't dare to look at the two on the bed anymore, and left the bedroom with red ears.

When the door was gently closed, one person, one cat, who were still soundly asleep, opened their eyes at the same time, one red and one basket eyes full of aggression and unsatisfactory meaning.

When Yaji's health is better, some things don't need to be in a dream to be presumptuous.

Expectations arose in my heart.

Then Chi also was thrown onto the bed by Nakahara Chuya in disgust.

The black cat nimbly turned around and jumped onto the bedside table, arched up and bared its teeth fiercely at him.

……

Lunch was finished in a strange atmosphere.

Delicious charcoal-grilled boneless saury, which incorporates the richness and moisture of autumn, can be directly from the head to the tail. The charcoal-grilled flavor adds a bit of charcoal-fired and slightly boozy flavor to the delicious saury. Grilled wrinkled fish skin is sprinkled with Stir-fried spices, a bite is a multi-delicious burst.

But such a delicious charcoal-grilled boneless saury, but only Chi also ate it deliciously.

There were two people inside and outside the house, one ate without raising his head, and the other stared straight at each other, it seemed like a perfect meal.

In the afternoon, Hirakawa Yaji couldn't wait to find Mr. Bishuiliu and Mr. Pan, more than an hour earlier than the agreed time.

When Mr. Pan heard the doorbell and came to open the door, he and Bi Shuiliu were still having lunch.

"Why come so early, isn't it two o'clock?"

Mr. Pan looked at his watch, it was only past twelve o'clock.

Only then was a layer of cold water poured on the fiery heat in Pingchuan Yaji's mind to cool down.

His expression remained unchanged, and he calmly took out several kinds of fruits from the snack tree from the system backpack and said, "I don't think Ah Liu's san value is full yet, so I'll give you some food."

Mr. Pan thought of the san value of 92 for Bishuiliu, and then looked at the brownie cake in his hand, and couldn't help sighing that it was thoughtful and extravagant.

These days, a San value above 100 is considered excellent, and above [-] is normal. Unexpectedly, the standard of Pingchuan Yaji is [-] full value.

Taking advantage of their meal time, Hirakawa Yaji began to prepare to start working.

A room at the base had been converted into an operating room, but without all the equipment in the operating room, he put on a dark green hand sanitizer and entered.

On the sterile table, the blood of the blood worm is continuously drawn out and poured into a special blood storage container specially made from its shell.

The blood in this kind of container will not coagulate, and it is always kept at the most suitable temperature and freshness. The only disadvantage is that it can only store the blood produced by bloodworms.

He consciously entered the cultivation space, selected the ones he thought might be used from among the many medicinal bees, put them into the incubator to manifest to the outside world, and hung the medicine badges one by one.

In the process of regeneration, due to stress and various special reasons, the human body will produce a huge resistance, and the most dangerous are all kinds of complications arising from it, which need to be identified in time by the regenerator in charge of regeneration and take appropriate treatment , and the medicine bee is the weapon of this process.

Then he took out the bathing jelly obtained from the previous task, cut it into two meters long and 1.5 meters high bathing jelly occupying the center of the operating room, like a water bed, if you look at it with a microscope, you will see crystal clear jelly There seem to be many kinds of small substances in the body, and these substances include the nutrients that are most suitable for the body to absorb and the substances that promote wound healing.

Mr. Pan came in from the outside with Bishuiliu in his arms. When he saw the cold and solemn operating room, even though he was prepared in his heart, he still couldn't help feeling ninety percent uneasy and nervous.

Seeing them, Pingchuan Yaji greeted him: "Put Aliu on this bed first."

"Does Xiaoliu need to take off this restraint suit now?"

The restraint suit is made of cloth that prevents the leakage of supernatural powers. He is afraid that it will affect the treatment.

"You can't let the king power consume too much energy, wait a while to take it off, now, Ah Liu, I need to cut some of your hair."

Bi Shuiliu's expression was indifferent, as if he wasn't the one on the operating table, and he just nodded dryly upon hearing this.

The fine hair fell into the flower pot, and was decomposed and absorbed by the regenerated seeds planted by Hirakawa Masaki in the soil, and then germinated, grew, and finally bloomed at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the center of the gorgeous flower was a flower that looked like Seeds like soap bubbles, if you look closely, you can see many tiny genetic information in them.

This is the real seed of regeneration!

It's as fragile as soap bubbles.

Hirakawa Yaji asked Mr. Pan to take off Bishuiliu's straitjacket, revealing the snow-white skirt underneath, losing the comfort of the straitjacket, and Bishuiliu's dark green hair was also dyed white.

But what is more eye-catching than the foreign dress and white hair is the bowl-sized penetrating wound on his chest, the kind that can be seen directly from the back, which is frightening.

The energy of the green king, which seems to contain the rules of the world, flows slowly in the middle of this hole, and the heavy energy pressure makes people breathless.

Mr. Pan also took off his white dress, letting his upper body cling to the bath jelly as much as possible.

Prolonged inactivity made Bi Shuiliu's skin pale and weak, with distinct ribs, and his whole body seemed to be a piece of white porcelain, and the wound on his chest was the most fatal flaw on this piece of porcelain.

"Bishui, I need to remind you again that this process will be very painful and dangerous. If you find any discomfort on your body, you must tell me in time, and you can't hide anything. Understand?"

Putting on a sterile cap and mask, Hirakawa Yaji only revealed a pair of gilt eyes, which were full of solemnity and seriousness, so rigorous that no error could be tolerated.

Nodding his head heavily than the current, Hirakawa Masashi tied him with a restraint belt.

Brush his hands, disinfect the wound, put on sterile gloves, and carefully remove the regeneration seed in the center of the flower with the gentlest force. With the sound of "wave", the soap-like seed fell between his two fingers, Like a marble.

He lightly passed through the green power of the king, pressed it against the flesh, and connective tissue surrounded it immediately.

"Is there something wrong?"

Pingchuan Yaji put on a blood bag for him, and prepared a lot of medicine beside the other vein.

"fine……"

Bi Shuiliu's words froze immediately, and the next moment, his whole body convulsed uncontrollably, and his whole body shriveled as if being sucked away by the goblin, and a large amount of blood spurted out from his mouth continuously.

A layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on Mr. Pan's head, and he looked at Pingchuan Yaji in horror. The situation was too similar to the struggle of the wounded just before they died when they rescued them.

Pingchuan Yaji looked calm, and methodically speeded up the blood transfusion in his hands, and used various medicines.

At the same time, Bi Shuiliu, who stared straight at him as if asking for help, said: "Control your power energy, fill the cells of your body with energy..."

He looked at the chest that was flowing like water, where tissues, blood vessels, and muscles were entangled with each other, and slowly condensed into the shape of a heart as time went by.

In the operating room, it was as if a brutal corpse had been dismembered. Blood splashed all over the floor. The crystal clear bath jelly was stained bloody, and a large amount of blood and medicine were injected into Bi Shui Liu's body.

His body was shriveled for a while, and returned to normal for a while, and his fingertips and palms were covered with jelly that he had crushed.

The body was repeatedly on the verge of dying, and the severe pain was unimaginable for many people.

In the sky of Yokohama, a green sword of Damocles hangs high above the clouds, but it keeps flickering like a power outage. Scepter4 and the Weitzman deviation value detection instrument of the Supernatural Secret Service Division are crazy. The Red Clan, who was resting in Yokohama, looked at the sword of the king in the sky like an enemy.

Zhou Fangzun leaned on the sofa, the smoke from his fingertips slowly rose, his lazy eyes looked at the sky, above his head, the scarlet sword of Damocles loomed as if echoing, the sleepiness in his eyes gradually disappeared, Like a lion waking up.

Time passed slowly, and when the sun set in the west, this long torture finally came to an end.

The hair on the temples under Hirakawa Yaji's hat was already wet with sweat. He checked again to make sure that all the signs of the water flow were normal.

The heart in Bishuiliu's chest was already beating vigorously, and his whole body seemed to be lifted out of the water. He looked at Pingchuan Yaji in a collapsed state, and asked expectantly in his eyes.

Hirakawa Yaji straightened up, and in the anxious eyes of him and Mr. Pan, he frowned and said with a smile:

"Congratulations, you will be a normal person from now on."

Pan Zhoutian's chicken legs softened, and he swayed to support the wall next to him, in a trance.

Ten years, ten years since the catastrophe that destroyed everything, and he found a broken seed in the ruins and despair, and now it finally bloomed.

Bishui's always indifferent expression was finally broken.

He stroked his chest with trembling hands. There was no trace of scar on the smooth chest. He pressed his palm on it, and a strange but familiar beat danced in his palm.

"It's a heartbeat."

He murmured, his eyes moistened.

The green giant sword in the sky slowly dissipated, but its light was more dazzling than any other moment. The green color seemed to be pregnant with vitality.

Mr. Pan regained his composure, and with trembling hands, he took a bath with the water that could not walk easily.

As for Pingchuan Yaji, looking at the mess in the room, a look of complexity flashed in his eyes.

Bi Shuiliu's heart regenerates successfully, and it's his turn...

Compared with Bishuiliu, his situation is more dangerous. He is not protected by the cornerstone of the world like Bishuiliu at all times. He only has the gourmet cells that he cannot control now.

And there is no one in this world except him who has gourmet cells, and there are many situations on the way of regeneration that no one else can handle except him.

He raised his hand to press on his chest, the weak and irregular heart beat under his palm.

He pursed his lips, looked in the direction of the Butei Club, and prayed silently.

Brother Dubu, Chuya, and everyone at Buteisha, I hope everything goes well for him this time.

Because Hirakawa Yaji went to do private affairs, and ran back to the port Mafia to work overtime, Zhongyuan Zhong also had a sudden heart palpitation.

It was the first rain after the rain outside the window, and the blue sky was clear, but he somehow felt uneasy that the storm was about to come.