After being expelled by Xiongying [Comprehensive]

When his chest was pierced by a metal cone that was as long as his forearm, Oda Saki saw the so-called revolving lantern for the first time in his life.

Dozens of candied haws that Ruya’s father brought back from get off work, tears slowly streaming from her mother’s gray-blue eyes, the white creatures that crowded the streets, tigers and boys under the moon, Oda Zuaku who hadn’t even shaved his beard, stretched out his hand to her ——

Countless pictures poured out from the depths of memory, interspersed and crowded in front of Oda Saki.

In the end, there is the boundless and peaceful glow, a gentle hand belonging to a teenager slowly brushes across the bangs, and the scene changes to the man's patiently anxious face under the dim light of the street lamp.

I'm fine.Oda Saki felt that her body was a little cold, but it was within the tolerance range.

The emerald-eyed girl struggled to stand up, wanting to laugh loudly at the head teacher who lost her composure as before - since she was born, she basically had no injuries that could not be healed in three days.

No matter how scary the appearance looks, he can stop the bleeding in 15 minutes and run in half an hour; after two hours, the bad jk can walk to the bathroom by himself, humming a song and rubbing off the fresh blood stains on his clothes.

Well, in fact, it can't be so arbitrary.Oda Saki was lying on the ground, too sleepy to open her eyes: When she was injured in the extra exam, she was hospitalized for a full month... By the way... why did she suffer such a serious injury...

As if there was a slightly hot wind whistling in her ears, the green-eyed girl gradually lost consciousness.

When Mr. Aizawa rushed into the school hospital with Oda Saki in his arms, he almost knocked down the roof of the entire emergency room.

"The metal cone was not pulled out, so I asked a teacher who can manipulate metal to help." The male teacher Xiongying put the bloody little girl on the hospital bed and spoke quickly, "Also, tell Principal Nezu to come to the school. Is the healing girl here?"

The emergency room guard at night is a heroic doctor who has just become a full-time regular. Looking at the little girl in the white shirt leaning on the hospital bed who is bleeding, she trembles slightly: "Mr. Aizawa, this child, this child's blood loss..."

Everything from the white jacket to the black trousers was stained with blood, and the cuffs with the beautiful buttons looked like they could be squeezed to bleed—this amount of bleeding is still a dangerous piercing chest wound... Is she really still alive?

The man in only a tight-fitting sweater shook off the blood on his hands, and said in a simple way: "I'm alive, not her blood. I'm outside the operating room. If anything happens, please notify me as soon as possible. I'm hers." School guardian."

The little girl with a metal cone sticking out of her chest was half leaning on the doctor, and was carefully sent into the operating room by the medical staff.Aizawa Xiaota watched the emergency red light turn on in silence, and then slowly sat down on the bench.

The man leaned on the seat with downcast eyes, his brows furrowed.

As soon as the boy who was carried back was stuffed into the school security department, Brad, the head teacher of Class B, rushed to the emergency room.

Brad, who was rushing to help late at night, kicked his colleague's ankle, and said angrily: "Is it too long? There are still people in the emergency room, so deal with it quickly."

——Only one-fifth of Oda Saki's blood, which was so much blood that it was about to drip, was her own; for the rest, Aizawa Shota and the comatose boy who manipulated metal were divided in half.

Aizawa Yuta sat on the chair without moving: "That guy..."

"Temporarily detained in the security department of the school. I woke up and my mood was very stable. I asked to contact the 'parents' immediately."

Brad stopped a nurse who was passing by in a hurry, and asked the other party to find a doctor to deal with his colleagues before continuing, "He calls himself 'Michizo Tachihara'. It can be seen that he is also confused about the current situation."

"Liyuan Michizao..." The embarrassed male teacher sneered the unfamiliar name between his lips and teeth, "Oh, Liyuan Michizao."

Brad looked at him in surprise—Shota Aizawa, who is also the class teacher, has always looked lazy, and has been talking about "don't do meaningless things" for many years—such obvious emotional expression, or first.

The man with a sarcastic expression put away his sneer and lowered his eyes again: "I have already had someone notify Principal Nezu. Before the principal arrives, don't give him any chance to communicate with the outside world."

It doesn't matter if you are a Hong Kong gangster or something else, since you dare to attack Xiongying's students in person, don't think you can leave easily.

Brad: "Although I believe in you, I still have to say something...we are a serious school?"

Your tone is not salty, not light, and casual, why do you feel like you are going to be lynched?

Aizawa Shouta raised his hand following the doctor's instructions, and glanced at Brad: "Of course it's a decent school. What are you thinking?"

Brad said 'Oh': "I didn't think about it, do you want some water?"

"Ms. Aizawa, your previous wound is open." The doctor who was temporarily dragged over to treat the wound frowned, seeing the shocking new wounds piled up with old wounds, he was speechless, "I'm going to the infirmary for a comprehensive debridement..."

Aizawa Yuta refused: "I can't leave for the time being, just deal with it briefly."

"But your wound—" The doctor wanted to argue, but the door of the operating room with the red light on was suddenly opened; the male teacher Xiongying who was sitting on the bench stood up without saying a word: "Do you need me to go in?" ?”

The overwhelmed assistant was stunned for a moment, thinking of the personality of this professional English teacher, he nodded immediately: "There is a problem with Oda Saki's operation, and you may need your help... Anyway, please come here for disinfection."

Aizawa Shouta was still discussing with the doctor whether to do a comprehensive debridement, but now he didn't even bother to bandage the wound. He just pulled the bandage and wrapped it a few times, and followed the doctor's assistant into the operating room.

The doctor holding alcohol cotton and tweezers was still squatting beside the bench, dumbfounded: "Ai, Mr. Aizawa? Your injury?"

"Leave him alone." Brad waved his hand and said helplessly, "At least he is a professional hero, so it's fine to hold on for a while--please don't make this trip for nothing; when the operation here is over, I will hold Aizawa Go to the infirmary for treatment."

"It doesn't matter to me." The left doctor scratched his head and began to pack his things resignedly. "What kind of surgery is it...you need a non-medical professional hero like Mr. Aizawa to assist you?"

Two hours later, Aizawa Shouta was released from the operating room after making the best of his use.

"How is Oda-san?" Principal Nezu in the form of a mouse raised his head and asked, "I heard that you were attacked in the suburbs. Are you injured, Mr. Aizawa?"

"Don't mention this for now." Aizawa Xiaota pulled off the mask, "I caught the attacker and is currently in the security department; Mr. Principal, you can use any method, let him get the news before Yokohama. say-"

"Say—what~" A slightly frivolous male voice sounded from beside the two, "Mr. Aizawa, Mr. Xiongying, what do you want to know from the new mouth of the black lizard?"

The smile of the young man in a black windbreaker deepened, and his tone was innocent and curious, "Ah, but he seems to have suffered a serious injury, and he almost lost blood and went into shock... How about I, the cadre, answer your question? ?”

The young man's tone was frivolous and frivolous, almost joking, with a bright smile on his handsome pale face; under the black windbreaker was a three-piece suit with a thin body, and the exposed parts of the neck and wrists were wrapped with bandages.

Sure enough, they were from Yokohama.Aizawa Shouta, who was still wearing isolation clothing, looked at Principal Nezu calmly, only to get a helpless shake of the head from the other party: He didn't know how the news leaked.

The first time Principal Nezu received the call, he immediately left home and headed for the school; when he arrived at the school hospital, he thought everything was safe, but the cadres from the clinker party rushed there by plane, strangling any signs of extorting a confession by torture.

"Your 'newcomers' attacked the teachers and students of our school for no reason." Aizawa Xiaota pointed to himself, pointing to the operating room where the lights were still on, with a stern tone, "Because of emotion and reason, Xiongying will not expose this incident easily. ACCIDENT."

"Hey——that Oda-san is really pitiful," Osamu Dazai said indifferently to the man's questioning, with an unchanged smile, "Evidently he was protected by the heroic teacher, but he was still injured~ On the other hand, you, Teacher, are fine. ~"

Aizawa Shouta with a cracked eye socket and half of his face bleeding: "It's my negligence. So I hope I can keep 'Tachihara Michizo' in Xiongying for a while to help us investigate."

"If you can't protect the little princess," the young Hong Kong and black cadre continued self-consciously, "how about handing her over to us? Hong Kong and black also have gentle big sisters and beautiful little sisters, and they will have a common language."

...Oda Saki and you have a common language and it's over.

Aizawa Xiao was too lazy to argue with the other party: "It is better for children of this age to study in school; what's more, Oda-san's wish is to become a hero."

"What good is being a hero? A little girl should dress up beautifully, and then fall in love with a good man."

Osamu Dazai smiled, "Oda-san's surname is the same as that of a friend of mine, who also has a younger sister, maybe I can introduce them to each other~"

"I don't want to comment on your remarks... For a good man, choosing from top universities is more valuable than gangster organizations." Aizawa said calmly, "There is no need to continue the small talk. Xiongying will not back down."

The young man in the black suit looked at the male teacher Xiongying with great interest, and dragged his tone: "Oh, oh, Mr. Aizawa is really a reliable teacher——"

Osamu Dazai raised his hand hanging in the windbreaker suddenly, and aimed at the center of Aizawa Shouta's eyebrows with his wooden kura mouth!

"Mr. Cadre." Principal Nezu, who was quietly standing aside, stopped him calmly, "You should be here to negotiate peace on behalf of the port mafia, right? It's very worrying to do it so casually."

Aizawa Xiaota, who was only a few centimeters away from Mukura's entrance, was very calm, and he didn't even lift his half-drooped eyelids; understood.

Although Hong Kong gangsters seem to have changed their leaders in recent years, they have become famous in the leading war, and gradually have a tendency to dominate Yokohama, but the essence of desperadoes will not change.

——Aizawa does not doubt that the other party will open the wooden warehouse, nor is he afraid that the other party will open the wooden warehouse.

Dazai Osamu let go of his hand with a light smile, let the trigger circle on his index finger, and put the wooden warehouse in his pocket casually: "Mr. Principal is right, we are here to negotiate peacefully."

The moody young man returned to his relaxed appearance with a smile, stretched out his right hand in a warm and friendly manner, and introduced himself: "I almost forgot to introduce myself—one of the cadres of Yokohama's gangsters, Osamu Dazai, nice to meet you."

"No need." Aizawa Shouta couldn't do anything against his will, "As for this attack, as Oda Saki's school guardian, I will definitely find a [reasonable explanation] for her."

Dazai's smile faded slightly.While withdrawing his hand, the young cadre said slowly, "I too... will definitely find out the truth for Mr. Xinren."

——Who on earth is so impatient to drag Hong Kong Hei into the water.

Innocent JK knows nothing about the undercurrents surging outside the operating room, and she is now in another worrying predicament.

After being put on the hospital bed by Mr. Aizawa, Oda Saki, who was in a brief shock, regained consciousness; she could clearly feel a metal awl as thick as two fingers and as long as an arm stuck in her chest, but surprisingly, the real The pain is very thin.

It's not like being pierced across the body, it's more like being forced into a pole and ordered not to let go.

The green-eyed girl stared at the shadowless lamp above her head dimly, her consciousness separated from the outside world and then merged again.Something seemed to gather in the part connected to the metal cone in the body, flexibly and cunningly stitching the wound into a suitable shape.

Is this my personality?It seems really amazing... Oda Saki stared blankly at Mr. Aizawa who suddenly appeared in sight, and silently complained about the bleeding wound on the other's eye socket.

To complain, the pole in the girl's arms became hot and cold, and the world of the Shadowless Lamp turned into a blank white.

then……

And what to do now?

Oda Saki knelt on the ground with one knee, poking her head - squatting in front of the green-eyed girl was a little girl hugging a teddy bear.

The little girl wore two reddish-brown braids, and tied the ends with small strawberry hair ropes; she had a light yellow floral sundress, a high-necked white sweater, and her slender and weak neck was exposed to the air.

The little guy didn't know what wronged him, and his shoulders twitched from crying, which was very regular.

Well, now... the girl with emerald eyes holds her chin: How did my black society father coax me?

The author has something to say: Liyuan Erwuzai: If you don’t believe me, I’m really innocent this time.jpg

Finally, I can talk about it, why is Saki just refusing to admit her BUG-level personality (exhale)

In other words, I originally wanted to take advantage of the exam week to change the previous part, but... I couldn’t even guarantee a normal update_(:з」∠)_

I never thought that as a third-year dog, I would have to face such a tragic final exam month QAQ is too miserable, too miserable

The latest update is probably stable on five days off and two days off. Before the end of the episode (or after I finish the exam), 38~40 will be overhauled

I will definitely read the comments, but I probably won't be able to reply...

I love you!Take a big sip!

When I finish the exam, I will still be your sweetheart!