Yukimura's shadow

In the dark sky, the endless branches of dead trees shot straight to the sky, and the dry and cracked loess spread from the feet to the farther end.

What Nagasawa Masami saw after waking up was such a scene.

As she got up, she looked around in a daze.She foolishly wanted to curl her legs up first, but the feeling of gravel scratches made her nerves tense suddenly.She hastily pressed on the ground to support herself, but unfortunately, her hand was crushed by a small stone.

"Hiss, it hurts..."

Fortunately, the stone wasn't sharp, it just left a pink mark and didn't scratch the skin.There were also several white lines drawn on the legs, and some dust was stained on them.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew, blowing the dust and black hair into a ball, the white dress was tightly attached to the body, the young girl's young, undeveloped figure exuded some alluring taste.

...so cold...

Masami shuddered, then was surprised again.

her senses...

She closed her eyes and held her head high. The wind entangled her black hair and whistled in her ears. There seemed to be a smell in the air, which was a little familiar, but she couldn't remember it.

She tried to stand up, but the touch of the soles of her feet made her frown.

"Where is this place..." Yami remembered clearly, before going to bed... It's over, Yukimura obviously asked him to help her cover... Why did he fall asleep...

"I'm sorry, Yukimura-kun... But right now, I seem to be in danger..."

She took two steps cautiously, staggering, even so, the soles of her feet still hurt terribly.

It's been a long time since I've felt this way, but it's not unbearable.When I was young, I often ran around wearing only a pair of foot bags when I was training.

Even when I grow up, I have to wear clogs all the time because of my practice.

But that was obviously different from now.

The yellow sand path gradually spread into the forest. There are many dead trees in the forest. Broken branches and fallen leaves are piled up everywhere on the ground. Brown layers are layered. If you are not careful, you may step on something.

She didn't know how long she had been walking, maybe an hour, maybe half a day, but the sky was strangely unchanged that day.

The feeling on her feet became more and more obvious. Yami gritted her teeth, searched around on the ground, and finally picked up a thicker branch and used it as a crutch in her hand, and staggered and continued to walk forward.In this deserted place, she couldn't tell where she came from, and she didn't know where she should go, but her instinct told her that she had to leave quickly.

Leave now, or else...

A rustling sound gradually came, and Yami looked around vigilantly, but found nothing.

"what--"

Accidentally, she seemed to step on something, and something rough and angular pierced straight into the sole of her foot, causing Yami to fall to the ground with a cry of pain.The original snow-white dress was now covered with fallen leaves and dust, and the cotton skirt was also scratched a lot.

She fell to the ground in embarrassment, and the crutch was broken in two because of her sudden fall. At this time, her white feet were already covered with fine wounds, mixed with mud and sand, and dirty.And on the sole of her left foot, a side-growing stubble was piercing obliquely inside. The wound was small and not deep, but it was enough to make her gnash her teeth in pain.

Here... what the hell is it!

Yami cursed in her heart for a rare time, then simply tore open the hem of her skirt, and pulled out the stubble without blinking. Dark red blood slowly flowed out from the wound, and the smell of blood was lingering in the air. quietly spread out.

Enduring the pain, Yami wrapped up the wound with a rag, and roughly wrapped it around the other foot a few times.Because there is not enough fabric, I can only wrap some thinly, but fortunately, it is better than nothing.She touched it casually, picked up a smoother branch, gathered her long hair, and coiled them up.

After thinking about it, she found another crutch, and then picked up the broken one, holding it in her hand as if it were a weapon.When she stood up, the skirt was obviously a lot shorter.

Don't give yourself a set of warm clothes, at least give yourself a long skirt that is enough to wear!And the wound on the foot...hope it doesn't fester or something.

Yami thought angrily.

"Must go out..."

As she walked longer and longer, the smell became stronger and stronger. Yami sniffed it carefully, but still didn't remember what it was.The rustling sound in the ear was faintly visible, and although the sky had not changed at all, the appearance of the dusk was even more frightening.

"It's okay, it's okay, don't scare yourself all the time..." She muttered, and then simply recited the Heart Sutra silently.But the smell seemed to be gradually surrounding her. When she looked around, she accidentally caught a glimpse of her own feet. The red blood stains had already soaked the cotton cloth, and there were faint traces of blood on the way...

It's the smell of blood!

Suddenly, Yamei's heart was full of alarm bells, and she didn't care about other things, and immediately ran away.Sure enough, at the moment she accelerated, the intermittent voice behind her also followed.

She glanced hastily and nearly fell to her knees in fright.

tiger!How could there be a tiger here!

Seeing the distance between them getting closer and closer, Yami felt a chill in her heart.Not far ahead was a section of downhill road, suddenly there was a sound of breaking through the air, and Yamei was suddenly blessed. In a hurry, she slammed the object in her hand behind her back, and a roar that did not belong to humans suddenly sounded, and the wooden stick also It was broken at the sound.Yami was pushed to the ground by its palm, she simply covered her head with her hands, closed her eyes tightly and rolled down the hillside.

What is the speed of the tiger?

Yami didn't have time to think, she heard the heavy panting, the mouth of the tiger with a stench was gradually opening, the thick saliva mixed with the blood of the unlucky guy who didn't know which one belonged to, dripping together, hitting the withered grass, in a trance Suddenly she seemed to hear the sound of corrosion.

it's over...

"Who are you?"

The tiger behind him suddenly stopped moving. Yamei was wondering when a thick male voice came from her ear.

She barely opened her eyes, a pair of clogs, a kimono with red borders and black ground, and a man... with horns on his forehead.

----

Today is Yukimura's hard-earned holiday.He was allowed to visit home for three days.

After the routine check-up in the morning, he secretly carried out the simulation training behind the nurse's back. Yami was squatting aside to help him cover, but she fell asleep sitting up.Yukimura was taken aback when the doctor opened the door and came in. He thought the doctor would at least criticize him, but it turned out to bring him good news.

"Mr. Yukimura, you are in good spirits."

"Ah... Thanks to you... What's the matter, doctor?" Yukimura laughed dryly, still maintaining his composure.But that slightly stiff body still shows that he is still inexperienced.

The doctor glanced at him with a smile, and there were a few cute wrinkles on his face, "Don't be so nervous, I'm here to tell you some good news."

"This is your routine inspection report for the past two days." He said, then took the folder from his armpit and opened it, took a copy from it and handed it to Yukimura.Yukimura took it and flipped it over, making a vague comparison with the index he had seen before in his mind, vaguely guessing something, but not sure.

"This is…"

He looked up suspiciously.

The doctor explained the various indexes on the report with a smile, and then made a summary.

"Your recovery has been good recently, after we discussed and decided—"

"I'll give you three days off, so congratulations." The doctor stepped forward and patted Yukimura on the back, looked at his shocked face and smiled teasingly, "Call your parents and inform them to come I'll pick you up."

Before leaving, the doctor suddenly stopped and called him.

"Mr. Yukimura, is it difficult to live in the hospital?"

"...Eh?" Yukimura didn't quite understand why he said such a thing.

The doctor smiled, then sighed, and touched the medical records under his arm with the other hand. There seemed to be something heavy there, which made him a little breathless.

His expression reminded Yukimura of how he felt when he first entered the hospital.Memories come back, the pungent smell of disinfectant, the sharp sound of the roller rubbing against the floor...

Yukimura turned pale.

"Doctor..." He tugged at the corners of his mouth, his smile unchanged, "Let's change to—"

"I understand." The doctor interrupted him with a wave of his hand.

"However——Mr. Yukimura also likes to read books, so he should have heard a truth." The doctor's eyes glanced over the bookshelves in the room, and then fixed on Yukimura, his eyes became a little cloudy and lax due to getting older , but it hides other deep meanings.

"There is an old saying in China."

"I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry." He spoke very slowly, as if he was not familiar with the pronunciation that did not conform to the Japanese rhythm, and seemed to want to impress Yukimura more deeply.After finishing speaking, he nodded slightly towards Yukimura, and then closed the door.

Fortunately and persuasion followed one after another, which made Yukimura a little bit overwhelmed.He pursed his lips, barely suppressing the turbulent emotions in his heart, turned around, only to see Yami was still sleeping on the ground, and the movement just now didn't wake her up.

No matter what, Yukimura could only smile helplessly, then squatted down and shook her shoulders.

After all, you can't just walk around and let her be woken up by an invisible wall, right?

"Hey, Masami. Are you still asleep? Get up..."

As he was talking, his voice suddenly became smaller and smaller.

Yamei fell into his arms, her body was a little hot, her face was pale, her forehead was covered with fine sweat, her lips were slightly parted, but she couldn't see much blood.She frowned tightly, as if dreaming of something terrible.

The author has something to say: I guess... few people will remember which episode this is, remind me, it has something to do with hell

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