Yukimura's shadow

I often have this dream, strange and sad:

A strange woman, I love her, and she loves me too.

Every time she changes slightly,

But vaguely unchanged.

— Paul Verlaine

The rain stopped at midnight.By the next morning, most of the water on the ground had dried up, and the grandmother wore rain boots early in the morning to take care of her precious flowers in the yard.

His father specially asked for leave to go to school to handle the suspension procedures for him, and his mother also took a day off to take care of everything at home, planning to take him to the hospital after Seiichi Yukimura finished cleaning up.

The hospital is in Tokyo, and they live in Yokohama. Although it takes nearly half an hour to travel from Yokohama to Tokyo by express, that is only from station to station.

Because he didn't have to do morning exercises or go to school, Seiichi Yukimura rarely slept in late.He came back late last night, lying on the bed full of messy things in his head, tossing and turning until late at night before falling asleep——

"elder brother--"

In the end, she was woken up early in the morning by Yukimura Mikuri who still had to go to school.

Shili pushed open the door and quickly lifted the quilt and got in. He hadn't woken up yet. The little girl hugged him and cried and apologized. After finally coaxing her to go to school with peace of mind, Yukimura Seiichi I couldn't sleep anymore.

He couldn't help sighing, covered his head with the quilt and lifted it again, just as he was about to get up, his hands froze.At that moment, the expression on his face became extremely complicated.

He looked around calmly. At this time, he was still in his room, lying on his blue striped bed. He tilted his head slightly. The familiar smell of laundry detergent came from the fluffy pillow. He could vaguely see that his room was no different from before.

The morning wind blew in through the cracks in the unclosed window, flipping a few pages of the book on the desk.Because of the awning, he occasionally forgot to close the window.

He carefully lifted the quilt over his head, the darkness gradually engulfed him, he frowned, held his breath and looked around for a few seconds, but still nothing happened.

Obviously just now he saw something flashing under his quilt, and there was even a slight glimmer of light in the darkness.He got out of the quilt, stared blankly at the ceiling, and finally patted his eyes with his hands.

...it's been getting weirder lately.

After half a minute, he simply lifted the quilt and planned to get up.Because he will be examined today, the clothes he prepared in advance are also very loose.

He sat on the edge of the bed, crossed his hands and raised the hem of his clothes. The cotton and linen clothes took off with almost no effort, revealing his strong but slightly thin back and a pair of beautiful butterfly bones.He is obviously a person who exercises all the year round, but he is not black at all.The purple-blue broken hair scattered on the back of the neck as the clothes fell off, messy but beautiful.

As soon as he reached out to take the long-sleeved T-shirt he had prepared, there was a light knock on the door.Then came the mother's voice.

"Jingshi, are you still awake? It will be too late if you don't start."

"Wait a little longer, I'll be here soon." He hurriedly put on his coat.

It seemed that the movement of the clouds blocked the light, and the sunlight coming in through the window dimmed by several degrees at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Yukimura Seiichi only felt that the scene in front of him was dark, but he didn't take it to heart, but when he was changing clothes, he caught a glimpse of the blue cornflowers on the balcony, and a flash of fleeting deep meaning flashed in his eyes.

And on the shadow of the bed behind him, a sitting, almost transparent figure slowly appeared.

She turned her back to Yukimura Seiichi, her legs were curled up, her back was hunched, her long black hair was spread freely on her back, her hands were covering her ears tightly, her eyes were closed tightly, and there was a suspicious blush on her cheeks.

After these days of being awake and sometimes in a coma, she has already vaguely understood that when she is awake, she seems to be only in the shadow of this boy named Yukimura Seiichi—but why does he sit facing the light source? Down!Such a range of shadows—

She pressed her lips tightly, trying to keep her mind calm.

Although she knew that the other party might not be able to touch or even see herself, she still felt that there seemed to be a steady stream of heat coming from her tightly pressed back; no matter how hard she covered her ears, there was still a rustle The sound of fabric rubbing penetrated into her ears from every gap.Under the palm of his hand, a pair of small and round earlobes were so red that they seemed about to bleed.

She couldn't help but think of the scene when she "woke up" just now, Yukimura Seiichi seemed to have buried herself in the quilt, and the time when she appeared out of thin air happened to be at the height of darkness.

The space in the quilt was small, and even though she reacted quickly and supported it with her elbows, she still laid on him, the tips of her noses almost touching, and there seemed to be a fatal vortex in those purple eyes. She seemed to have smelled the Jia Luoxiang that she had been lucky enough to appreciate once in her memory. It was bitter but sweet like cloves.

Fortunately, this extreme darkness was fleeting, her elbow passed through his body as usual, and then when the light shone in, her image quickly changed back to a transparent one that others probably could not see .

But to the extent that she couldn't see it with naked eyes, the transparency was actually more solid than before.

Thoughts just flashed by, as Yukimura Seichi got up and left the bedroom, the familiar and undeniable force pulled her up from the bed, and she was forced to step on his shadow.

She opened her tightly closed eyes, the light blue pupils were like the tender waves on the Mediterranean Sea.

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In the large hospital rest area, the brown-toned decoration makes people feel friendly and thick, as if they have returned home, and they unconsciously let go of their defenses.

This area is very quiet, some people are reading in the corner, and some people are talking in low voices, so the sound of high-heeled shoes kicking from the elevator is particularly obvious.

Seiichi Yukimura was sitting on the sofa reading the magazines on the bookshelf when suddenly there was a commotion in his ears.He raised his head, only to see two little girls with black hair and white skirts just hiding behind the plant fence facing him.Sensing Yukimura Seiichi's gaze, the two turned around and made a very serious gesture of keeping quiet towards him.

Like two little female agents.

Yukimura nodded with a smile.But when he looked away, he saw the female doctor who was walking towards him not far away, she was the one who sent him home a few days ago, with good looks, long brown hair, and always very gentle tone.

"found it!"

She suddenly poked her head out from behind the plant fence, startling the two little girls.

"doctor……"

"Don't you want to drink medicine?" She squatted down and looked at the two little guys squatting on the ground.The little girls looked at each other, picked at their sneakers, pouted and didn't answer.

"I know you two have been working hard~ I don't know what happened today?"

The little girls looked at her sincere eyes, and once again looked at each other in blank dismay. Faced with such praise, they felt a little guilty in their hearts.

"Why don't you...do you work hard today?" The shorter girl tugged at the other one's skirt, and that one also seemed a little shaken.

"Then... going to drink the medicine now?" She thought about it and asked.The little girls who had seriously discussed major life events turned their attention to Okubo Yuriko again.The latter also rubbed the heads of the little girls without hesitation.

"Awesome!"

"The doctor is very good at coaxing children." Yukimura Seichi said with a smile.He still remembers his father telling him to "let him go home and recuperate" for a few days. It was this doctor who said it. "As expected of a psychiatrist."

Yuriko Okubo smiled, watched the two little girls run away holding hands, and then slowly stood up.

"No, they are very sensible." She said so, and sat down on the sofa next to Yukimura Seiichi, "Don't look at their young age, they have already lived in the hospital for a long time."

"Have you lived here for a long time?" Seiichi Yukimura was a little surprised. This is the inpatient department. He originally thought that the two children were just staying temporarily—but thinking about it carefully, it can't be such an easy illness for a child to be hospitalized.

Yuriko Okubo nodded and recalled, "The shorter one is almost a year old. The taller one came more than a month earlier than her, and it has been more than a year."

Yukimura Seiichi opened his mouth, feeling that he didn't know what to say.

As if seeing through his embarrassment, Yuriko Okubo took the initiative to speak. She put the medical records on her lap and changed to a more comfortable sitting position.

"What about you? Are you ready?" At this time, her tone was quite different from that of coaxing the child just now.

Yukimura Seiichi nodded reluctantly. "Mom is going to go through the formalities, and I'll wait for her here."

Okubo Yuriko nodded knowingly, then extended a hand towards him.

"Forgot to say it before, sorry for being rude. Now start again—"

"I'm meeting you for the first time. My name is Yuriko Okubo. I will be your psychiatrist in the future. Please give me your advice."

"Ah, it's our first meeting. I'm Yukimura Seichi. I'm sorry to trouble you." He straightened his face hastily, put down the magazine in his hand, and took her hand to complete the etiquette.

"Jingshi?" Mother walked over while looking around.

"Then I'll take my leave."

"Well, see you later."

Yukimura Seichi got up and said goodbye to Okubo Yuriko, put the magazine back on the shelf, and then picked up his things and walked towards his mother.

In the eyes of Okubo Yuriko, this humble look is not like a child at all.

Then...Yukimura Seiichi's hospital life began.

The author has something to say: Good night.

☆、A rough record of admission

.different existence

Yukimura Seiichi returned to the previous ward.

The room is not particularly large, but it has all the facilities and even has a separate bathroom.

A set of blue hospital gowns was neatly folded on the white single bed, but presumably it wasn't the one he had worn before.He went to the bed and sat down, and he could see the green radishes on the window sill from the side. Maybe it was because of the rain, they looked much more energetic.

He also woke up on this bed a few days ago. The completely unfamiliar environment made him stare at the ceiling for a long time before he recovered.The father was standing by the bed, with a short cyan beard growing on his chin, his eyes were bloodshot, while the mother was still sitting in a chair beside her and fell asleep, her eyes showed signs of puffiness...

"Sorry...for making you worry."

My mother was testing the water heater in the toilet, and when the hot water came out, there was a slight expression of satisfaction on her face. "You child, what are you talking about?"

"Mom..." Seiichi Yukimura walked to the door with his toiletry bag, and his mother took it and put it away one by one. He hesitated and said, "It's quite expensive here. The advanced ward."

Yukimura Kyoko paused when she put the things down, then turned around and patted Yukimura Seiichi's head, Yukimura Seiichi dodged subconsciously, and finally succumbed to her mother's eyes.

"...I'm not a child anymore, please don't touch your head anymore." Although he is not very old, it is a fact that he is a head taller than his mother.

"Whether you are three years old, 13 years old, or even 33 years old, it's all the same to me." Kyoko said, the smile on her face deepened a little. Whenever this time, you can see that Yukimura Seichi is Similar in appearance to her.

She patted Yukimura Seiichi on the shoulder, her tone was gentle but unquestionable, "Just take care of your illness, the rest is about me and your father. Did you hear that?"

"Don't forget that we paid for the medical insurance for you and Shili. The family only has to bear 30.00% of the medical expenses." To comfort him, his mother said it very calmly, as if 30.00% of the expenses were very easy.

"But the high-level wards also have to add service fees separately... Is it different to live in a free general ward..." Yukimura pursed his lips and muttered like a child. His mother responded perfunctorily and firmly disagreed Let him change wards.

Yukimura Seiichi sighed, with mixed feelings in his heart.

After that, at the urging of his mother, he changed into his hospital gown, and then followed the nurse to start a series of examinations.

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"Is there any family history?"

Yukimura Seiichi tilted his head to look at his mother, and his mother and father looked at each other and shook their heads, "No, neither family has heard of it."

The doctor nodded knowingly, and then asked Yukimura Seichi who was sitting across from him, "Have you been sick recently?"

"...No serious illness, but I had a fever before, and the symptoms of muscle weakness appeared at that time." He was referring to the time when he fainted for the first time.

The doctor's hands on the keyboard paused, and his voice raised a little, "Fever, are you sure?"

"...Well, I was given a bottle in the hospital in Yokohama at that time." Yukimura Seichi noticed that the doctor's expression suddenly became a little dignified.Mother hurriedly came up, "What's wrong, doctor?"

The doctor made a calm gesture to her, and continued to ask, "Is there anything else?"

Afraid that Yukimura would not be able to remember, he explained it again. "Especially a cold, or diarrhea or something."

"I don't remember it..." Mother shook her head and spoke first. She has always been taking care of the family's daily life. It is impossible for her not to know who is sick.

Yukimura Seiichi had a flash of inspiration.

"Ah, let's put it this way... About a month ago, I did catch a cold in my stomach on the way to study in Kyoto... I thought I had diarrhea from eating something bad..."

"That's right." The doctor sighed.

"Is it serious, doctor? Can it be cured? Will there be sequelae?" The father sitting on the side suddenly spoke, his eager attitude was a bit inconsistent with his previous silent appearance.

He hurried over after work, his suit was already a little wrinkled from his habit of crossing his arms when he was anxious.

"... Judging from the current situation..." the doctor manipulated the computer while talking, and soon the one facing the Yukimura family also lit up.The above is a document, obviously every pseudonym and Chinese character is recognized, but when combined together, it becomes something that the family can't understand at all.

"I told you before that his symptoms were very similar to Grey-Barré syndrome. But it was just a guess at that time."

"After this comprehensive examination - look here, here is his whole body dialysis chart, here is the data and result analysis of electromyography examination, below is the result of his blood routine examination, and here..."

As the doctor said, the files on the screen were circled with color by the mouse.

"From the electromyographic examination, his motor nerves have been more or less damaged."

"You said you had diarrhea and a fever before." Seiichi Yukimura nodded silently, staring nervously at the doctor, secretly making psychological preparations.

"...According to the data...nearly one-third of patients with Griberia's disease had a similar experience in the early stage of the disease...But because neurological diseases are very difficult in the entire medical field, the examination is also a bit troublesome—— So it's hard to say whether it's the disease."

"Then..." My mother still didn't understand after listening for a long time. She didn't understand these things at first, and she was most concerned about whether the condition was serious and whether it could be treated. She eagerly moved forward, "Listen to me, doctor, Our child likes sports very much...do you think he...will it be possible in the future?"

Suddenly, mother asked Yukimura Seiichi the topic that cared most about him.

"Mom—" he yelled angrily, clenched his fists, and his shoulders trembled slightly.

"Kyoko!" The father scolded his mother loudly, pulled her away, and then nodded apologetically to the doctor, "I'm really sorry...my wife is a little excited."

"Ah, I can understand, it's okay." The doctor pushed his glasses, then turned to Yukimura Seichi, with a gentle smile on his face. "Don't be afraid, let me say it responsibly. Although your situation is not very good, it is not to the point where you are not optimistic."

"It's only an early stage, so don't jump to conclusions. Even if you have to worry, wait for a period of time to see if you take medication—although the words are a bit harsh, but you are all taking a responsible attitude... Do you understand what I mean?" Doctors in Japan don't always consider the feelings of patients and hide something from the patients themselves. People like him who apologize for their honesty can't be resented.

Yukimura Seiichi nodded stiffly, "I see. Thank you doctor."

"Then... let me talk about the treatment plan I recommend..."

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After the treatment was confirmed to start, Seiichi Yukimura settled down in that ward for a long time.Considering the distance from his home to the hospital and his parents and their jobs, he refused to be accompanied by his parents.

"It's fine in the hospital, don't worry." He tried his best to show a gentle smile on his face.

The service level of Japanese hospitals is famous all over the world, not to mention that this is the leading general hospital in Tokyo.

But the parents were still worried. In the end, Dr. Okubo kindly reminded them that "too many visits will put a lot of psychological pressure on the patients" and finally dispelled their thoughts.

"Look, in fact, everyone lives very well in the hospital, even they live in the hospital by themselves. This is like another home." Dr. Okubo walked beside Yukimura Kyoko, and the two who were hiding from the medicine before A little girl happened to run by.After seeing Okubo Yuriko, the two ran up excitedly, each hugging a leg.

"Doctor~ Today we are obediently drinking medicine~"

"What a cute little girl..." Yukimura Kyoko sighed, the corners of her eyes were a little wet.The little guys seem to be about the same age as Shili, but they have lived alone in the hospital for so long...

Hearing Yukimura Kyoko's words, Dr. Okubo smiled and nodded at her, and then gave his attention to the two little guys.

"Wow, that's great~ Obediently drink the medicine and you'll get better soon!" She knelt down and rubbed the little girls' heads as if rewarding them.

"Anyway... let's see him more in the future." Seeing this scene, my father still couldn't let it go.But it was very late today, and he had to remind his wife, "It's already dark, Shili and mother are still at home, we still have to go back quickly."

"...um...let's go home."

After bidding farewell to Dr. Okubo, the two walked slowly towards the hospital gate.Not far from the hospital, Yukimura Kyoko glanced back. In the dark, most of the rooms in the building were turned on, as if to reassure the people outside, but also as if they were mocking.

The room where Yukimura Seiichi lived was not visible here, she sighed, turned around and walked deep into the city with Yukimura's father.

In the bitter night wind, she could vaguely hear her discussing with her father what to cook for Yukimura on the next rest day.

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And Yukimura Seichi, who was alone in the ward, was not as calm as he seemed on the surface.After the nurse patiently explained a series of keystrokes to him, he sat on the bed at a loss as to what to do next.

While echoing in his mind the information he had collected about Griberia's disease, he also thought about what the doctor said not to worry too much.

I heard the chances of recovery are very low...

No, I can't think about it anymore.He shook his head trying to get all those thoughts out of him.

Gotta find something else to do...

Ah, yes...so much back and forth today...go take a shower...

The author has something to say: Well... because I feel that if this paragraph is not well written, it will really feel like my parents don't pay attention.

Most of the parental drama in this chapter is to not disturb the life of the hero and heroine in the future (funny)

Next chapter... The heroine is online - see you in the bathroom.

Don't ask me why I didn't update yesterday, my boyfriend and I went to celebrate the festival early, his name is Haruto Kisaragi (the heroine of the otome mobile game "You Are Imprisoned in Your Hand")

He really is!Good at teasing! ! !

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"I'll give you a ring next time I give you a gift." (Looking expectantly)

"Ring?" (The heroine's answer is all optional)

"Well, because the ring is given to a very special person...you are the most special one to me..."

"Oh? Is this a marriage proposal?"

(looks averted) "...I...I know I'm not good enough for you—but I'd be happy if you could leave me the place for your ring finger...(Gentle smile)"

Ahhh, Chunren, listen to me!You are not good enough for me!I am not good enough for you!

☆、I don’t want to meet again in this life

- said the poet, you are under the starlight of the long night

Come and find the flowers you picked,

Said that he once saw on the water, the white Ophelia fluttering in the wind with a long veil on her pillow,

Like a grand lily.

— Arthur Rimbaud

"If there is any accident, please be sure to press the emergency button. Considering that you may be inconvenient when you are sick, I will stay outside the door and will send a confirmation message every 10 minutes. Please press the button to confirm within 1 minute. If it exceeds I'll be in in a minute to see if anything happened."

The nurse said so, and then handed him something like an old-fashioned mobile phone, and then pointed out to him in detail how to operate it, and even practiced it again. After Yukimura Seichi mastered the use, the nurse nodded in satisfaction, Planning to turn around and leave.

"Then please take care of yourself." She walked out of the door and pulled the doorknob by the way.When the door was about to close, Yukimura grabbed it with his hands.

"Ah, please wait a moment. The change of hospital gown..." Yukimura said hastily, it seems that he only received two hospital gowns.

The nurse showed a look of sudden realization, "Oh that, don't worry." She scratched her head a little embarrassedly, "Sorry, I thought the person in charge when you were hospitalized told you—"

Although Yukimura Seichi went home for a few days, his parents never returned the ward, which is why he could still live in this ward when he returned to the hospital.

"There are two sets of hospital gowns. Except when you need to be checked, you can wear them or not at other times. The dirty clothes you change can be put directly in the laundry basket, and I will come to collect and carry them to the laundry room every day—"

The nurse paused and sorted out her words. "But you have to do it yourself for the close-fitting clothes, which is also out of hygienic considerations." She smiled at Yukimura as she spoke, although she also admitted that Mr. Yukimura looked tall and handsome...but it was also It can't hide the fact that the age gap is so big that it makes people sad.

Let's take care of him like a younger brother.

"... I see, thank you." Yukimura nodded stiffly, maybe a little blushing.

"Please go ahead, please remember to respond to the signal in time."

"Uh... ok, trouble."

After closing the door, he took a long breath.Being told like this, I always feel... a little embarrassed.

The mobile phone that was placed on the bedside table turned on, and he walked over to pick it up to check, but it turned out that it was just a text message.

It's from Sanada.

Looking at his name, Yukimura unconsciously rubbed the tip of his index finger against the frame of the phone a few times.The envelope icon flickered on the screen.

Father went to help him ask for leave this morning. Sanada and Yagyu are in the next class, so they must have noticed it early in the morning.What's more, I also told them my plan last night... I just don't know how they will explain it to others.

[Today's training is all normal. 】

Such a serious text message... As expected of Genichiro Sanada.

[Thanks for your hard work, everything is going well. 】

He shook his head with a grin, and after replying, he threw the phone aside, and then found his pajamas from the suitcase.It was still gray cotton and linen, without any extra patterns. Although it looked plain and old, he still liked this kind of clothes.

Since the nurses have said that there is no need to wear hospital clothes at all times, let's wear what you are used to!

"Today is the first day... You need to get used to it as soon as possible." As he said this, he walked into the bathroom with his clothes in his arms.

The bathroom and toilet are connected together and are located in the innermost part of the toilet.A curtain is hung between the bathtub and toilet as a partition.

Yukimura noticed that, just in case, both the edge of the bathtub and the corners of the sink were wrapped with anti-collision strips.In this way, even if the patient accidentally slips and falls, the chance of causing injury or death by knocking on a heavy object is greatly reduced.

It is indeed a big hospital...

The laundry basket is placed in a conspicuous position at the door.There are lights and other switches at the entrance and next to the bathtub, and there are more red emergency buttons.

It feels a bit scary to be careful...

He put away the clean clothes, and put the communicator given to him by the nurse on top of the clothes.Then he turned on the bathtub faucet.The water temperature rises quickly, hot water rushes into the pool, and some steam rises curlingly.

He stood by the bathtub, his slender fingers moved nimbly, and the buttons were unbuttoned one by one. On the exposed chest, the outline of the muscles revealed by long-term exercise can be vaguely seen, but it is far from the exaggeration of the magazine model. .

He took off his shirt and threw it into the clothes basket at the door, the sound of a hit came as expected.He stood shirtless by the bathtub, put his hands on the edge of his trousers, and touched the unique folds of the elastic pants, always feeling that something was wrong.

Seeing that the water in the pool was halfway through, he bent down to test the water temperature, and a beautiful spine line on his thin back was looming.

The scorching heat from his fingertips made him frown, and he stretched out his hand to turn the faucet towards the cold water.

A cold current suddenly came from the vent above, making him shiver.

Ah, just remembered.

"Eh? Is there no Yuba..." After finishing the rest of the clothes, he pulled the curtain and stepped into the bathtub. The clear water had just covered his calves, not even up to his knees.As he moved, there was a wave of water washing away, and even the shadows reflected on the wall and the water also swayed.

He subconsciously looked at the ceiling, but there was nothing there.He could only helplessly touch the goosebumps on his body, and when he turned around to get the shower gel that his mother put on the shelf, he realized that the Yuba was wall-mounted.

"So, switch..." He took another step or two toward that end.I don't know if it's not opened yet or it's just natural, but the legs in the clear pool look very different from the sugar cane legs of other boys.

I'm afraid he will remember how many princess dresses he was put on by his wicked mother when he was young and ignorant...

The light came on with a "snap".

The strong light hit him, and the shadow cast by him was much darker than before.

He was just about to reach for the shower gel, when——

"what."

A short syllable suddenly sounded in his ears, and the unfamiliar female voice made his hands tremble in fright, and the soap box next to him fell to the ground with a slap, and the soap rolled out gurgling.

I saw a black-haired girl suddenly appearing from behind the empty space. She was sitting on her shadow in a daze, and the soap was rolling by her hand.

Her eyes widened as if terrified.As Yukimura Seiichi turned around, she raised her hands tremblingly, and her lips trembled more and more.

She saw purple-blue hair...a face more delicate than a girl's...

And Yukimura Seichi, who was still turning around, was also in a rare state of brain failure, but before he could react...he had already turned around——

Looming abdominal muscles... wide shoulders and narrow hips——

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" This was the girl's belated scream.

"Pa" This is the sound of Yukimura Seiichi turning off all the switches with a sullen face.He moved so much that the water in the pool was spilled all over the floor.

But unfortunately, the girl's voice did not disappear as the lights were turned off as Yukimura Seichi expected - so, it was not a hallucination just now...

The girl yelled to express her shock, got up from the ground and ran out angrily.

And Seiichi Yukimura was still standing in the water with a blank face, maintaining the movement of pressing the switch with one hand, like a marble.

He slowly withdrew his hand, leaned against the wall helplessly, and slowly slid into the water.He reluctantly pulled the corner of his mouth, but couldn't smile at all...

Immediately, he pursed his lips tightly, his beautiful brows furrowed tightly, obviously very angry.

But immediately, he raised the corners of his mouth happily.

Good, this prank—wait a minute, that girl seems to have reappeared out of nowhere.

The girl's voice was gradually moving away, but suddenly it sounded beside her again, as if being pulled back suddenly by something.Such a result seemed to surprise even herself. With the sound of a collision, the incoherent complaints stopped abruptly and turned into a muffled groan.

For a while, there was no other sound in the bathroom except the sound of the water splashed on the surface of the faucet dripping back into the pool.

But compared to the way she slumped on the shadow when she appeared, it was obvious that her condition this time...was worse.

Nagasawa Masami originally ran out angrily, but in a hurry, she didn't even notice that she didn't lift the curtain at all but walked out directly.She thought she had regained her physicality and freedom, and while she was brushing a series of exclamation marks in her mind, she quickly ran to the door of the toilet.

But the moment she touched the doorknob, the mysterious force pulled her back vigorously, so fast that she had no time to react, and she fell in front of the bathtub in embarrassment, almost plunged into the pool inside.

She frantically leaned on the edge of the bathtub and wanted to stand up, but she brushed her hair away, and when she looked up, she met the eyes of Yukimura Seiichi who was sitting in the bathtub.

Through the faint light coming from the vent, she could clearly see the juvenile's two knees protruding from the water and the delicate collarbone on his shoulders when he sat in the bathtub—as well as the stiff, half-smile expression on his face.

She opened her mouth, but her throat seemed to be blocked, and she couldn't say anything.

The scene... more embarrassing...

The author has something to say: ...It doesn't feel ideal, uh... I don't know what you think.

Uh uh uh I'm starting school...

Tickets to return to Wuhan on the 17th—no, no, that’s not the point——

Friends (°ー°〃) I, I, I... I haven't finished my winter homework yet...

It is required to write a diary in Japanese every day.

Hands up!ヽ(;▽;)ノ(Teacher, I actually don’t have so many things to write in a day! No, no, no, the key is that I still can’t express many things in Japanese. Hey!)

It is impossible to do daily updates after school starts (unless there is a major event, four updates a week are guaranteed, all 3k, huh?), uh uh, you all know that I have not saved the manuscript...

But every day there is planning time to come up with code words.My coding steps are to code a first draft first, and then to revise it once or twice. The more revisions, the higher the quality (bah, shameless)

I am also drunk in Cavin every day. I often have a flash of inspiration and go to the next scene...Now I plan to finish coding for the day, and start writing from the one I want to write the most. Over time, I seem to be able to see the hope of saving the manuscript...⊙ ω⊙

☆、Different existence

The first to meet, on the path where the morning sun shines,

a flower

told me its name.

——Artier Rimbaud "Dawn"

"I said..." Seiichi Yukimura narrowed his eyes, and slowly approached, with the sound of splashing water.Under the faint light, the slightly raised corner of his mouth looks like the white moonlight that cannot be desecrated.

But soon the girl realized, what kind of white moonlight is this!Salome is obviously full of temptation but deadly!

"Have you seen enough?" The indifferent voice was like a bucket of cold water being poured on the head, freeing Nagasawa Masami from the beauty.

"No... ah - no!" She opened her mouth, trying to explain something, but her thoughts were in a mess and she couldn't say anything.

"I mean...I didn't see anything..." The voice was so weak that even she couldn't convince herself.

"Your prank - it's a little too much." Yukimura sneered, "This lady who appeared out of nowhere, should you give me an explanation."

Yukimura's expression became more and more dangerous, she moved back slightly with hands and feet, her light blue eyes shrunk due to panic, and her slender eyelashes slightly shrunk.