Yukimura's shadow

"Oh...Mr. Mori, you have to talk about evidence...I have ample alibi." Shirai couldn't help but smile when he said this. He stood at a good angle, except for Kogoro Mori's In that direction, it may be difficult for others to appreciate the meaning of it. It is a kind of smile that must be obtained.

Madness!

"Yes. But you didn't expect that the nurse not only brought you the materials...but also made you a cup of coffee."

Dr. Shirai was taken aback, and couldn't help but glance at the nurse.

"Yes... I thought it was too late and the doctor had to look at the medical records, so I made him a cup of coffee for fear that he would be too tired..." Keiko said carefully, she felt that Dr. Shirai's expression was a bit scary at this time.

"As we all know, Dr. Shirai is very addicted to sugar. But when I went to see him just now, the coffee cup was empty, but none of the sugar packets were opened. Isn't that strange?"

Shirai Mitsuo is addicted to sugar, this is something that the whole hospital knows.But if he hadn't drank coffee in Mori Kogoro's ward tonight, Conan wouldn't have guessed it.

"Then Dr. Shirai, what is it that makes you forget about drinking that cup of coffee and instead throw it away?"

Shirai Mitsuo squinted his eyes, still calm, "... I drink coffee occasionally without adding sugar."

"Besides, the murder happened at [-]:[-], even if the things arrived early, how can I come here in a short time to perfectly kill Dr. Jiang Teng, knock you unconscious, and be found Hurry up and leave before, but appear on the scene soon?"

"Dr. Shirai has been talking at [-]:[-] since just now. I don't remember anyone saying it happened at this time, right? How did Dr. Shirai know the exact time?"

"I personally have strict requirements on time. I happened to look at my watch when there was commotion." Dr. Shirai seemed a little helpless. He rolled up his sleeves and showed the display on his wrist for everyone to see.The watch looks very old, which can prove that he has indeed used the watch for many years.

"Maybe we can check the call records of the hospital and the police station to see what time it is." Conan didn't show any weakness.

"There is a delay in the call time!" Shirai felt that something was wrong as soon as the words were out of his mouth, but he couldn't take them back, so he could only keep a dark face.

"Wow, how did Dr. Shirai, who is in the office, know what happened upstairs? Or was it that you were at the scene, and you knocked me out and fled in a hurry, watching the movement all the time?"

Shirai suddenly sneered, showing an extremely helpless expression.

"Mr. Maori, you're swearing at me tonight."

"No, it's just telling the truth."

Conan hid under the bench, a little worried that the anesthesia would not be effective enough, if Mori Kogoro woke up midway, it would be the end.Holding the voice changer, he didn't care about Shirai's objectionable attitude, and planned to settle the battle quickly.

"In fact, the time when the case happened was not 12:30 at all! It was [-]:[-]!"

"I can testify to this point." Yukimura outside the crowd suddenly raised his hand, and everyone looked sideways, "I am also a witness. After I saw it, I checked the time and it was 12:30."

His complexion was as usual, but his eyes were staring at Dr. Baijing, his eyes were clear, which made Dr. Baijing a little embarrassed.

"You're Mori's friend, don't count." Shirai choked back, but neither Yukimura nor Conan wanted to pay attention.

"You said that there was something wrong with the alarm clock in my ward, and you often helped me to adjust it. But the reality is that every time you fed me a certain amount of sleeping pills, set the alarm clock, and opened the curtains for me, it was all so that I could Successful sighting."

"And tonight, by the way, you also set my alarm clock back by 10 or [-] minutes, just to let me tell everyone that the case happened at [-]:[-]."

"Of course you have an alibi - because you acted after meeting the nurse! The real incident happened at 12:30!"

The amount of information is too much, and the people around are a little dumbfounded.Why... so troublesome...

"Officer, I think I may need to apply for personal protection." Dr. Shirai said with a cold face and did not intend to continue confronting Mori Kogoro.

However, Police Officer Megure had tasted it at this time, and he looked worriedly at Kogoro Mori who was still "sleeping".

"Doctor Shirai..."

"This man is talking nonsense without evidence, and he has the nerve to call himself a great detective." He smiled contemptuously.

"The proof is the alarm clock in my room!"

Dr. Shirai hooked the corners of his lips, and the smile in his eyes deepened.

Officer Mu Mu winked, and someone went down and brought the alarm clock up.The alarm clock in the isolation bag is very ordinary, the kind that is distributed to doctors in the hospital, and some doctors even get several.

Dr. Shirai gave his own to the old man.

The alarm clock doesn't look all that different.

"That... Moori brother..." Police Officer Mugure was a little troubled, "Although this sounds bad for you, but..."

Officer Mumu looked at his watch and adjusted the time, feeling a little troubled.The time is right, the time of the alarm clock is correct, there is no delay of 10 or [-] minutes.

"The alarm clock is on the right time."

Mao Lilan, who was always worried about his father, suddenly changed his face, and Dr. Shirai couldn't help laughing.

"Hahahahaha, Mr. Maori, is this how the big detective reported the case? Just impose charges without evidence?"

"Oh?" Conan sighed inexplicably from the voice changer.But there is no follow-up.

At this time, Dr. Shirai put on a lenient look again, "Mr. Maori, it's better not to be so reckless in your words and actions in the future."

Seeing that Mori Kogoro was about to be at a disadvantage, Police Officer Meguro clenched his fist around his mouth and coughed.

"Cough... It's getting late today, and you won't be able to tell for a while, so let's ask you to go back to the police station with us. We will continue to investigate. We have been arguing in the hospital in the middle of the night It's not good to be noisy."

"Go to the police station?" Dr. Shirai frowned, showing a troubled look on his face, "I'm fine, but I still have an appointment."

"No—" Officer Meguro just wanted to say don't worry, but was interrupted by another female voice.

"No need - the evidence is here." The woman with long chestnut hair came out of the elevator on the other side of the corridor. She looked a little tired, but she was still full of momentum.She deliberately raised her wrist so that she could see what she was holding.

The same sealed bag also contained an alarm clock.

Officer Mu Mu lowered his head for comparison, and the one in the woman's hand seemed a little older.

"you are--"

"Hi, officer. I'm Yuriko Okubo from the Psychology Department." She bowed slightly towards the officer, her long hair slid over her shoulders, and the smile on her face was just right, which made Officer Megure subconsciously feel good.

As a result, a regretful expression appeared on the angel's face in the next second.

"Doctor Shirai, I didn't expect you to be such a person."

"...Heh, why can't I understand what you're talking about?" Dr. Shirai smiled and avoided Okubo's sight. He suddenly felt a kind of annoyance. Thinking of the encounters with Dr. Okubo in the psychology department, he felt overwhelmed. He took a bite of the big stone, very heavily.

"There is nothing difficult to understand." Conan interrupted suddenly, "Doctor Shirai, you must have planned this matter for a long time, right?"

Dr. Shirai didn't answer. He could feel his colleagues around him looking at him with fear and condemnation. He lowered his head and trembled a little.Yukimura stood aside and stared at him for a while, then walked to Dr. Okubo's side, just in the direction of Dr. Shirai, lest he go crazy and destroy the evidence for a while.

Dr. Okubo turned his head and smiled at Yukimura with a tired smile.

She is at the same time as Dr. Shirai and Dr. Eto. Although the relationship is not very close, she usually meets Dr. Shirai in the psychology department. Although she does not like this man who has always been gentle, she has nothing to say disgusted.

"Since you are not in a hurry, then I will continue to explain the case analysis first." Conan's voice still seemed to be easy to handle, although it still seemed a little uneasy in the eyes of others.

"In the evening I noticed something was wrong with the alarm clock, so I asked Dr. Okubo to replace it with a new one and set it back by 10 minutes."

"Brother Megure, take these two back for inspection, and you will find that there are Dr. Shirai's fingerprints on the knobs of the two alarm clocks." He paused, "Maybe Dr. Shirai wants to explain why he Come to my ward on a whim to touch my alarm clock?"

Conan's words were somewhat provocative and mocking, and he probably wouldn't be like this normally, but Dr. Shirai involved Kogoro Mori in this case today, and even wanted Kogoro Mori to take the blame, which made Conan also I got a little angry.

"In the evening, you invited Dr. Jiang Teng, who was supposed to come home from work, to come here, and killed him when he was unaware. At night, you used his body to stage a murder scene in front of the window to lure me into the bait."

"After I took the bait you hurried to my hospital room to set the alarm clock back to normal time, you still had the blunt weapon that stunned me in your hand, you had to rush back to the office, and then you saw the cold coffee , but because there was already a commotion upstairs, you had to show up quickly, so you dumped it casually."

"But you never expected that I would change things, and you never thought that my daily habits would betray you."

"Am I right, Doctor?"

If he guessed correctly, Dr. Shirai had previously given psychological hints to Mori Kogoro through the effect of sleeping pills, otherwise he would not have been so abnormally charged to himself tonight.

"I--"

"You killed your classmate and colleague."

Dr. Shirai spat, his expression seemed to be a little loose, and Conan obviously didn't intend to let him go.

"And tried to push it on an innocent person."

"..."

"If Dr. Shirai still sticks to his idea, I think we can wait for the results of scientific research."

"Mr Maury, can I speak to him?"

Conan originally wanted to continue to say something, but Yuriko Okubo stepped forward and stood in front of Dr. Shirai. Although this could not block the sight of the people around him, Dr. Shirai, who was weak and weak at this time, was extremely frightened. Big touch.

Dr. Okubo bit his lip, "I have to be held accountable for this matter. Although Dr. Shirai has a license for psychological counseling, I am Mr. Mori's psychiatrist. It was my negligence that allowed Dr. Shirai to take advantage of it."

"Doctor Okubo..."

Conan had a headache, and he could tell that this was an excuse made by Okubo. She wanted to have a private talk with Dr. Shirai anyway.But thinking of how generous she was when he asked Dr. Okubo for help in the evening, she couldn't say no.

Fortunately, the decision-making power is not in the hands of Conan alone.

It was nearly two o'clock at this time, and police officer Megure waved the suspect, Dr. Shirai, back to the police station. Mori Kogoro was left in the hospital because he was still in a coma, and went to the police station with Dr. Okubo the next day , one to record the statement, and the other to complete the conversation with Dr. Shirai.

Because of this incident, there was a lot of shock in the hospital. Although the old director had tried everything possible, Yukimura saw the news on the headlines of the newspaper the next day, and even Yukimura's parents called To ask questions, if it weren't for Yukimura's current physical condition, they really wanted to change to another hospital as soon as possible.

...Yes, Yukimura is sick again.

On the second day after the case happened, Masami always felt that Yukimura's movements were a little sluggish. He said that he didn't have a good rest and was not energetic enough. Masami felt something was wrong but didn't know what to say.

On the third day after the case happened, they went to Mr. Maury's room downstairs and listened to Mr. Maury's report of the whole case.

I don't know what Dr. Okubo said, but Dr. Shirai, who had been silent until now, finally pleaded guilty.

Dr. Shirai and Dr. Eto come from the same school, but their family situations are completely different. Dr. Shirai was admitted to the hospital by giving money to leave the relationship with his teacher, but that teacher was Eto's father.Dr. Jiang Teng is usually a mean-spirited person, and he forgets what he said, but Dr. Shirai took it all as cynicism, dared to be angry and dared not speak out, and over time, he also had resentment in his heart.

It was the time when the new dean was being selected, and it happened that the candidates were the two of them. Dr. Jiang Teng privately threatened him to withdraw voluntarily, otherwise the fact that he went through the back door back then would be exposed.The profession of a doctor has a high status in Japan, so reputation has become extremely important. Almost no one does not take pity on their own feathers. The long-standing resentment and this bad breath drove Dr. Shirai to a dead end. He was blinded by anger. Since then, the desire to kill has arisen.

"This is really..." Yami didn't know what to say, and finally turned into a long sigh.

"Actually, even if he doesn't plead guilty, the results of the investigation of the evidence that uncle found should come out." Conan muttered to the side, and Xiaolan gave him a half-reproachful look.

"Don't talk about this, Conan and you too, you don't say anything in advance after sleeping with Dr. Okubo, I'm so anxious that I can't find you."

Conan hesitated for a few moments.On the contrary, Yukimura and Masami were a little confused. They had never seen this little guy when they went to see Dr. Okubo as agreed.

"All in all, Mr. Mori really lives up to his reputation." Yukimura said with a smile.

"Hey, where, where, I don't know what's going on. I woke up and found that I solved the case again - oh, this is also a common thing. It's not surprising, not surprising." Said the mouth So, Mori Kogoro was still very happy.He used to be a policeman, and he has a great sense of justice, and doing good deeds is the easiest thing for him to satisfy.

Hearing this, Yami couldn't help but glance at the child sitting beside him. He was lying quietly on the other bed and doing his homework, his hands were constantly working, but his ears were always listening to the movement here.

Intuition tells Masami that about half of the credit for this is due to this child.

As if feeling her gaze, Conan glanced this way, but Masami knew he couldn't see her and subconsciously avoided it.

"...strange kid."

Yukimura couldn't help but bend his lips when he heard her muttering.As a result, the smile was not strong, and he sneezed first.

"Young man, pay attention to your body."

"..."

In the evening, Yukimura developed a fever.

He closed his eyes tightly, his face was burning red, although he was not awake, he frowned subconsciously, looking extremely uncomfortable.Sweat wetted his hair and stuck to his face in strands. His abnormal state made him look more confusing, but it was also beautifully distressing.

The nurse took his temperature over and over again and changed the ice pack. During this period, Yukimura woke up once in a daze. He subconsciously glanced around and didn't see Masami Nagasawa. With the help of the nurse, he took the medicine and closed his eyes at that moment , a little disappointed in my heart.

At night, Yukimura's parents also rushed over, busy with work, but the fever did not go away.

The high fever lasted until midnight. Seeing the data on the thermometer soaring towards [-] degrees again and again, everyone was helpless.

Yukimura's mother sat quietly by the side, but she couldn't help but shed tears.Yukimura's father left for a while, and when he came back, he smelled of cigarettes.

The nurses stood by, looking tired and bloodshot in their eyes.

The doctor stood by the bed and stared at the various data on the instrument beside him without saying a word, and began to prepare for the worst in his mind.

Fortunately, when it remained high, the fever subsided quickly again, as fast as it had never been here before, and it was a false alarm.

Yukimura Seichi walked through the ghost gate, but what about Nagasawa Masami?

She seems to have returned to the original appearance, located in another dimension, she can see and hear, no one can find her, including Yukimura.And she can only watch Yukimura being tortured by the disease, but she can't do anything.

...can't do anything.

She secretly clenched her fist, the feeling of her nails digging into her flesh made her more awake.

...she doesn't want to go on like this anymore.

The author has something to say: Happy Children’s Day, this chapter has a total of more than 5000 words meow meow meow

Wow, there were no friends in the exchange group before, and no one received the red envelopes.

Have the kids read the car? If you don’t need it, I’ll probably leave the group after this book is finished.

Ask for a comment hee hee hee

☆, pros and cons

Fever is a very common disease, and it is difficult to say who has not had a fever in a person's life.

Our body temperature is always changing, ups and downs, and the occasional headache and brain fever are always confusing, making us ignore its danger.

After Yukimura woke up the next day, he was still exhausted and sweating constantly. The doctor asked him to try to talk to him, but he opened his mouth but could only hear a few heavy gasps.

"Upper respiratory tract infection, may be dumb for a while."

The doctor saw that he was frowning in a puzzled manner, thought about it for a while, and comforted him softly, telling him to take the medicine and take a good rest.

After seeing the doctor, they found out that there was nothing wrong with Yukimura Seiichi. The Yukimura couple breathed a sigh of relief. It is very common for children to have a fever, but in the past years, they have heard that their children burned to death. The situation of Yukimura last night can kill them I was quite frightened.

"Doctor, may I know what caused it?"

The doctor frowned, and stepped forward to close the door of Yukimura's ward.

"Go to my office and talk slowly."

Yukimura's condition is somewhat rare. If we really want to make a conclusion, we can only say that he is probably in the early stage of Gribarre syndrome, but the virus in his body seems to be more variable, not the same as the traditional disease inducers, and even more special.

The fever this time is probably an upper respiratory tract infection caused by some variants.

A set of remarks made the couple stunned for a while, and it was not until the doctor proposed a treatment plan discussed by the group that they settled down.

"...doctor...my son..." Yukimura's mother wiped away tears, a little incoherent.

"Doctor, what can we do for you..." The father seemed more responsible, and he calmed down quickly, racking his brains to think of what they could do to help the treatment. "We will try our best to assist in the treatment!"

Doctors have long been used to such scenes, but every time they couldn't help but feel a surge of heat from the bottom of their hearts.

In the past two days, the homicide case has caused panic in the hospital, and many patients even applied for transfer.As an old man in the hospital, it is impossible for him not to be sad.

But fortunately, the sky does not belong entirely to night, and the blackness in society only occupies a corner.

"Thank you very much for your trust in us, but don't have too much pressure, this is my duty."

The doctor wanted to say something more but suddenly choked up.

He smiled and said goodbye to Yukimura's parents.

It's March and the spring equinox is approaching.

...

uncomfortable.

Fatigue.

No appetite.

Although the nurse had come once and told him that it was not a big deal, Yukimura still couldn't get motivated.

Under the strong request of the nurse, he reluctantly agreed to drink a bowl of porridge.

The nurse helped him press the button on the head of the bed, and the bed was automatically lifted up by a small part.The nurse helped him put a pillow on his back, and then turned to get the food.

Rejecting the nurse's kindness to feed him, his hand holding the porridge trembled a little, his lips were chapped due to lack of water, and the thick rice porridge near his lips made his lips even more morbid.Yukimura stared at the bowl of porridge for a few seconds, closed his eyes cruelly, endured the discomfort of nausea, and drank it in big gulps.

The thick hot porridge made the already stuffy mind even more uncomfortable.

Where they couldn't see, Masami Nagasawa watched calmly as the nurse's hands passed through her body to help Xingcun get up, and then her entire vision was blocked, and the texture of the fabric on the nurse's uniform was in her eyes First clear, then gradually blurred.

"Don't be in such a hurry..." The nurse wanted to dissuade him, but she didn't dare to go up and grab it for fear of choking him.

'It's okay, I feel fine. '

Yukimura wanted to comfort her, but when he opened his mouth, there were only a few hoarse syllables. His eyes darkened, and he handed the porridge bowl back to the nurse without saying a word.

The nurse also saw that he was not in a good mood, but out of duty, she tried her best to mention all the things that needed attention in the near future.Yukimura leaned weakly on the bed with half-closed eyes, nodding his head half-closed.

Almost overnight, Yami felt that he lost weight.She knew that it was her own psychological effect, but seeing him struggling to hold on despite his discomfort, she felt a bit intrusive.

When there was no one around, she saw him stand up and look around as if looking for something, then lowered his eyes in disappointment.

He leaned forward to pick up the book, Yami held her breath subconsciously, his brows and eyes gradually enlarged, reflecting the empty head of the bed.Yami suddenly laughed and became discouraged.

She remembered the conversation with the ghost lamp when she was in hell a few days ago.

She tried her best to get up, and the strength of the shackles began to loosen slightly under her resistance, followed by a strong backlash.

The moment he got the book, Yukimura Seiichi vaguely felt a coolness on his lips, like a gust of wind.He was startled, the emotions in his eyes were tumbling and quickly returned to calm. In just a moment, he took the good book and sat back on the bed quietly.

The book was spread out between his knees, he took off the bookmark, but accidentally turned the bookmark over, the original snow-white back was a sketch of a girl.

He raised his head, the window was closed tightly, but there was a knock on the door, and Nobuo Harada appeared after a while.

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Yan Wang seems to be obsessed with snow these two days, so he made a special trip to invite many snow girls to come for snowfall.It seems that Tom's hometown often snows, these two days he hangs out with the Snow Maidens, when the Snow Maidens are happy, the snow falls harder and harder, Ghost Lantern's face is as black as the bottom of a pot seeing the heavy snow all over the sky.

Yamei was taking a rest in the reception room of Ghost Lantern's own yard, when the door was suddenly pushed open, and wind and snow mixed into the room, before she had time to take another look, Ghost Lantern slammed the door forcefully.

He hung the cloak on the coat rack, and the white snow fell from the cloak with a clatter. Ghost Lantern's face was paralyzed, as if extremely angry, but in fact, it was more numb from the cold. Look carefully at his eyebrows There seems to be some ice on the tip.

"What's the matter?"

He took off his wooden clogs and walked quickly back into the house, took a small mat and sat down by the stove, lifted up the kimono with one hand and carelessly exposed the white foot pockets, his movements were very casual, and he even picked up the small tongs beside him very naturally and poked it Poke the ashes under the stove.

"Hmm... it should be cooked after a while." The sweet potato he put before going out was buried in the ashes.

"...!!!"

"Why do you have that expression?" Gui Deng looked disgusted.

"...Yes, a little surprised..." The ghost lamp in Masami's impression is not like this.

It seems that he finally realized what Yami was lamenting, and the ghost lamp was also a little uncomfortable. This is his own home, and he is used to being alone at ordinary times, but he forgot it for a while, revealing his true nature.

If it is exposed, it is exposed, and the ghost lamp doesn't care much.

"So, what do you want me for?"

When it came to business, Masami immediately sat upright.

"What you said before... seems to have really come true."

Ghost Lamp let out an oh, poked his own sweet potato while holding his chin, and slowly recalled the "what I said before" in Nagasawa Masami's mouth.

He can't tell the accident, the power Nagasawa Masami got will be weakened, just like in the beginning, how she materializes step by step, she will step back step by step.

But he didn't expect the changes at this stage to come so suddenly, and he didn't expect Yukimura Seiichi to be affected so much.

After listening to Masami's description of the situation, Ghost Lamp fell silent.He poked the sweet potato in the ashes, the fire light reflected in his eyes, dancing slightly, making the seriousness in his eyes even more serious.

"If I was just skeptical before, then I'm sure now."

"What?" Yami's heart skipped a beat.

Ghost Lamp paused, but talked about other things.

"Speaking of life and death, there is something strange I want to ask you." He seemed to remember something.

Yami nodded hesitantly.

"go ahead."

"Nagasawa Masami, you should have died ten years ago, right?"

"?!"

Yami stood up abruptly, but in a hurry, the chair was accidentally kicked, making a harsh sound on the ground.

"Ghost, Mr. Ghost Lantern?"

She pursed her lips tightly, trembling slightly, standing in the hall looking a little at a loss.

"I don't plan to do anything, don't be nervous." Ghost Lantern glanced at her.

"No... no, you misunderstood. I... I kind of don't understand you."

"..."

Yamei couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was at this time, because she really didn't have the impression of what the ghost lamp said.Trembling, she reached out to touch the chair, fell on it and almost slipped down again.

With such an embarrassing appearance, Ghost Lantern simply closed his eyes, not seeing what he saw but thinking purely.

"I'm just saying it should be."

Yami rested her hands on the chair, still feeling her heart pounding.She stared at a certain place on the floor tiles, recited the tea scriptures in her heart, and quickly regained her sense of reason.

"Didn't the earth...hell...have a book of life and death..." She remembered that it was said in the myths.

"The book of life and death...isn't life and death recorded?" She bit her lip and asked. "A person's death date has been decided from the very beginning...The me above is—"

"That's right—but who told you that the date of death is fixed?" Ghost Lamp interrupted her impatiently.

King Yan Luo is a good man who loves to be lazy. Most of the work is usually helped by the ghost lamp. He doesn't know how many times a day he has to read things like the book of life and death.

"Eh?" Yami was completely dumbfounded now.

"The book of life and death does give a specific time, but that's just a reference." Ghost Lamp changed his sitting position.

"The time of death is actually just a hurdle. There are indeed many people who will successfully avoid the disaster, and then the time in the book of life and death will be changed again—this may be the chance that humans call."

"If you're lucky, time keeps changing—like you."

"No one knows whether the time written in the book of life and death is the end—including Lord Yan Luo."

After saying so many words in one breath, Gui Deng frowned and pulled out his own sweet potato, knocked off some burnt skin, and put it aside to dry.

"Us? Me and Ashi?!" Yami was startled, as if she had heard something extraordinary.

"It's not just you." The scent of sweet potatoes permeated the room, and Ghost Lantern Gujing took the words calmly.But he kept his mouth shut and took the topic away.

"Judging from the records of hell, the time-space gap has always existed, but it has become larger in the past hundred years, and so many things have happened due to the stupid behavior of that guy in Riddle. There are also many people every day. Disorder in time and space—well, it should be called time travel now.”

"Many traversers have their own media, but not many use other people as their media. The more famous ones—have you read a Chinese ghost novel? It's called "Leaving the Soul."

Yami shook her head honestly. She felt that every sentence that Ghost Lamp said was very simple, but she didn't quite understand the combination.

The ghost lamp obviously also saw the confusion on her face, and the disgust in the dead fish eyes increased a bit.

After another long speech, Masami finally understood what he wanted to express.

In a sense, her and Yukimura's lives influence each other.

On the book of life and death, Yukimura originally died at the end of October last year. He went out at night in anger, and encountered a car accident when he was sick and weak on the way home; but in reality, it rained heavily that day, and all the drivers slowed down. Yukimura passed by that The driver was still a few streets away when the place was reached.

That day was the first time Masami appeared in the shadows.

And then, when Yukimura was seriously ill, if Yami hadn't broken through the barrier to help him press the call for help that day, he might have missed the best time for treatment.

Over the past few months... under her influence, his health has gradually improved.

But luck pays attention to balance, and those who come out to mix will have to pay back sooner or later.The gradual solidification of Yami's body is the best example.

"Maybe he was able to get better because of the vitality you brought over, and that's why you were so virtual at the beginning. But as you gradually materialized, there was a circulation and competition for vitality between the two of you—but he was too Weakened, as you may have realized, his health fluctuated wildly."

"If it continues like this, no one knows what will happen."

"Then...then what should I do?"

"Maybe, find a chance to go back to your own place."

The author has something to say: Of course, it is impossible to start writing just because you want to say goodbye.

I went to the team competition tonight and didn't finish writing earlier, four thousand apologies.

☆, plan

Nobuo Harada seemed to be in a good mood, he slowly slipped into the room holding the doorknob, then closed the door gently, and sat on the chair beside the bed.

"Is it still burning?" The first sentence is still full of love and concern from friends.

Yukimura shook his head obediently.The whole person is nestled in the quilt, only showing a pair of hands holding a book, his face is pale, and he looks a little pitiful.

Nobuo Harada looked at him more and more softly, thinking that he must not like to hear such words, so he didn't open his mouth.He sneered, took a fresh lemon out of his pocket and handed it to him.

Yukimura obediently took it and put it on the bottom of his nose. With a little force on his nails, the small particles on the lemon peel burst out some juice.

"So violent..."

Yukimura ignored him.

"You really look a bit embarrassed." Now Yukimura can be sure that this guy is in good condition at this time, Nobuo Harada said so softly, with a bit of teasing in his smile.

Seiichi Yukimura snorted heavily, put the bookmark back with different expressions, closed the book again, and turned to look at Nobuo Harada.

His eyes were clear but somewhat depressed.

Nobuo Harada seems to have changed into a new outfit, and he is also very tidy.The black hair is soft and fluffy. It can be seen from the gap in the coat that he is wearing a polo shirt. In the past, his clothes have always been T-shirts with round necks. Those clothes are probably too old, so they are worn on him Loose, almost bare shoulders.

Sensing Yukimura's gaze, Nobuo seemed a little embarrassed, moved his eyes slightly, and spoke slowly.

"This...my brother bought it. I won't let him buy it, but he insisted on dragging me." Although he said words of refusal, his expression was full of happiness.

Yukimura glanced at him coldly, couldn't help feeling a little sour.

This guy has a "look at me, look at me, look at me, see what's different" signal all over his body from the moment he walks in the door.

Two days ago, Nobuo Harada told him that he was going to live with his younger brother for a while, and now it seems that his life is indeed very nourishing these days.

Being stared at by Yukimura felt a little uncomfortable.Nobuo Harada subconsciously wanted to change the subject, his ears moved, his face showed a bit of surprise, and then he glanced at Yukimura Seiichi inadvertently.

"Miss Nagasawa, have you disappeared again?"

"..."

Yukimura nodded expressionlessly, looking in a bad mood.

"Heh..." Nobuo Harada chuckled, and suddenly clicked his tongue again.

"Yukimura, do you want to hear my secret?" Nobuo Harada still kept smiling when he said this, and his tone was light, as if he just proposed a very ordinary thing.

Yukimura Seiichi turned his head and stared straight at him, with a look of searching in his eyes.He opened his mouth and uttered a few syllables. He couldn't hear what he said at all, but Nobuo Harada guessed it.

"Why do you ask?" He pursed his lips and smiled, then paused, "Shouldn't it be enough to just listen carefully at a time like this?"

"..."

"do you remember