[Comprehensive] Daily life of the retired savior

"Miss Okita often suffers from lung discomfort?"

A man's gentle voice came from the corner, and the girl rolled her eyes at him: "You don't know how I died? Tuberculosis is a terminal illness that has forced countless people to commit suicide rather than suffer. I want to endure and continue to live , It's a pity that the era does not allow Okita Souji to wield a sword again."

She said such a sad and indignant matter so lightly, and before Ozaki Koye finished her shocking action, she continued: "I know what you want to ask. Don't worry, there is no contagion. After all, I am a heroic spirit and not a living person. The Master will appear in a similar state because the bond with me is too deep, or it is intentionally increased the synchronization rate, instead of me who should have fallen into a coma immediately after using the treasure to bear the pain, she is afraid that I will not be able to The rescued people are sent back..."

"It's always like this, I'm so stupid, I can let go of my hands, give up and watch easily, but I have to struggle and do my best. I protect my weaknesses so much that I have weaknesses all over my body. Even if I see a wild dog lying in the mud, I have to find a way to drag it out Wash it up."

She raised her leg and put one foot on the stool, hugged her knife and pulled out a thin smile, her movements were obviously frivolous but she showed a different kind of unrestrained style of a warrior: "Probably because of this, we dead people are willing to use their strength Give it to her for use, and treat her as a close friend."

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Koyo Ozaki and Osamu Dazai exchanged glances indiscriminately, the latter ignored the infusion tube that was gradually stained red, turned his head and lay at the end of the bed with one hand propped on his chin and his head tilted to show cuteness: "Hey, the recruitment of the Chaldean Human Security Organization Does Miss Okita know the conditions?"

"Which one are you talking about? Dead or alive? The dead will either leave enough legends or great achievements in history, or be relied upon. The living... think of ways to ask our intelligence officers and assistant officers."

"Apply for supporting work, such as proving that Ms. Fujimaru is still alive."

"Hmm...? Doctor Roman's previous position? That's not an easy position. I heard that Doctor Roman worked overtime for a month before he disappeared. Ordinary people would probably die suddenly... now it's all managed by the heroic spirit."

The man with the furry black seaweed head smiled cheerfully. His overly thin figure looked harmless and even childish: "Can you please tell the story of this admirable doctor?"

Ms. Okita, who is not a brainy person, blinked her eyes. Although she didn't quite understand his motives, she didn't think it was something that needed to be kept secret. Probably everyone who knew the existence of Chaldea would be curious about the past of the savior—what? ?This person is asking Dr. Roman?Who in Chaldea doesn't know that Tachika Fujimaru is still waiting for Romani to come back to eat strawberry cake together!So she leaned on the chair and began to describe slowly from what she knew: "About the story that started on the first day the master entered Chaldea, the only living person who knows everything so far is probably Miss Matthew. Later Many people died or disappeared due to various accidents one after another, and I was summoned by her after a long time..."

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"Huh... Ah~! I slept so full... I'm hungry..."

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw an extra plate in front of him, with big and small bread piled up inside and a lump of red ketchup squeezed in the corner. Anyone who faced this scene would be moved to tears.But the plate doesn't float out of nowhere, looking down the slant... a bandaged arm is holding it.

It turned out to be Mr. Dazai, the patient next door.

"Eat first, I'll brush my teeth or something... Ha~"

The needles in his hands have been properly removed and bandaged carefully, without any pain at all.Um?Did you sleep like a dead pig last night? I didn't find the needle when I pulled it out.

I stretched, lifted the blanket, stepped on the slippers that Dr. Xie Ye provided to the patient, and walked to the bathroom. Halfway through, I ran back with my toothbrush in my hands, pulled out a small towel, and rushed in again.

In short, it looks like any ordinary female high school student who is confused.

When I packed up and reappeared in the ward, I saw the orange-haired elder sister holding Mr. Dazai with one hand and making a gesture of violent beating. When she saw me coming in, she immediately let go of her fisted hand and flattened someone's black hair:

"I watched you grow up as a kid, why are you getting more and more naughty?"

"...Huh? Sister Hongye, you look like you've just come of age, and you'd be wronged to say you're the same age as Mr. Dazai!"

One of the rules of harmony in Chaldea, it is always more important to open your mouth to praise than to find out the truth.

As expected, the eldest sister covered her mouth and smiled "hehehe" very usefully, and the atmosphere in the ward immediately eased.That's right, there are only four people together with Dr. Xie Ye, and there is no replacement for a mahjong player, so there is no need to reduce the number of staff.

Mr. Dazai eagerly brought the plate over again. I first handed a croissant to Sister Hongye, then picked up a torn one and dipped it in the corner of the tomato sauce, and pushed the plate back to signal him: "You don't want to eat it. Breakfast? Ah, yes, you have to avoid it."

In fact, the innocent young man took a bite of the same croissant and said, "Lixiang sauce, a friend once gave me a summer festival yukata, and it's summer now, can I invite you to come with me? "

Um?In this complicated situation, do you really want to invite girls to hang out instead of working overtime?

"Huh?" I bit the bread and looked surprised: "The person who gave you the bathrobe must want to hang out with you, why didn't you invite your friend?"

He showed a soft smile as if he was about to cry: "...just invite you, your answer is..."

Don't look at me with an expression of waiting to be found "guilty" or "not guilty"?

"Okay, okay, okay, okay, whatever you say, summer festival, right, then...you have to wait for the current crisis to pass, right?"

Although this kind of small fight is nothing to me, others don’t necessarily think so, they have to take into account the feelings of the aborigines, it’s not good for them to look like an enemy, but I have nothing to do... In this case, I Still trying to act like a normal person.

Satisfied, Mr. Dazai retreated to the hospital bed and nestled quietly under the quilt.

It's a pity that he couldn't rest quietly for a long time-in less than two days, our precious Aden worth 70 billion US dollars was kidnapped by the super-active Yankee again.

I sat on the sidelines and listened to Junichiro Tanizaki out of breath and explained the whole story. My first reaction was to pick up my mobile phone and plan to call the police department—even if I don’t talk about the 70 billion, an animal like a white tiger can be counted. In the category of conservation, it's too disrespectful to take other countries' laws in such a reckless way... What?You say that is not a tiger but a person?It's even bigger if it's a personal problem!Shouldn't the police be called for such a serious criminal case?

Of course, the military and police in Yokohama can basically be regarded as decorations, but as good citizens, we can't treat them as if they don't exist, right...

Mr. Dazai smiled and stopped my hand that was about to dial out the number: "Ah, the general military and police are useless, I should do it, let the incident calm down as soon as possible, and go to the summer festival with Tachika-chan earlier."

He suddenly showed an expression of "I have nothing to do with a good person", holding the bottle hanger that was just hung up with Dr. Xie Ye in one hand, went outside to make a phone call - the person he harassed must be very unlucky ...

I sat on the hospital bed and let Dr. Xie Ye check it again and again. This time even the symptoms of malnutrition disappeared, but girls, there are about six or seven out of ten anemia, which is not a serious problem. .By the time our inspection was over, outside Mr. Dazai had already secretly pulled out the IV needle by himself, changed his clothes and ran away without a trace.

Sister Hongye said that she felt guilty for not being able to make a warning voice because she was shamelessly threatened... probably because she was happy to see someone kill her.

Dr. Yosano was so angry that he beat the pillow he used. I have reason to believe that if Mr. Dazai hadn't run fast, he would have been caught and ended up with a wonderful ending.

Ms. Okita quietly appeared at the end of the bed, staring at me until I couldn't eat anymore.Since the crisis has not yet been resolved, the clerks and the family members of some members stayed in the office of the detective agency, and there was occasional chaos outside, but those children were trying to "help".

It should be helping, right?Although it seems that each of them is swaying and dangerous, but

They also did their best for the continued operation of the detective agency.Keji, the oldest, is about to enter the fourth grade of elementary school, and the children below have also entered school. If it weren't for the summer vacation, they should be laughing wantonly on the school playground at this time.Soon Ms. Okita was playing with them. These little things didn't know who they had practiced kendo with. They seemed to be very orthodox Shennian Wuxin Liu, and every move was quite decent. I feel itchy and want to "point and point"...Of course I can't run..._(:3)∠)_

Being idle is also idle, so we cleared a field and played back and forth with bamboo swords.Mr. President is occasionally invited by Sakule to arbitrate, but he never commented on Ms. Okita. Even if she was full of fighting spirit and offered a discussion invitation, she was rejected by this taciturn and serious man... Later, Mr. Dazai secretly said that it was the president shy...

... God damn shy!

"Huh? The aster is also the mindless flow of spiritual thoughts? I haven't noticed it before, and I can see it if I compare it..." Ms. Okita put down the bamboo sword she held horizontally and curled her lips. Of course, she taught according to the natural flow of mind, but students brought Genre, no wonder the action is always weird.

Standing opposite her, I also lowered my hand and scratched Daimao: "I don't know, I have to ask Wei Gong about this."

But now that Kena Mama is not in front of me, and I can’t tell clearly on the phone, Ms. Okita’s flat mouth was finally tricked by me... I am sure that I am related to the city of Yokohama, and the secret is hidden in the place where I lost my memory In a few years!