Symbiosis 27

"Saku, are you free now... Ah, Mr. Aoki, please help me..." Honda Tsune shouted to his adopted son while opening the paper door. He almost bumped into Tomohiro Aoki who was carrying a medical kit. Fortunately, Kirisato Nozomi who was helping him pulled him back in time. "Sorry... Sorry, I didn't pay attention. How is Saku?"

"He is healing smoothly and in good spirits," Aoki Tomohiro still looked pale enough to be put into a coffin. He nodded to Honda Hisashi in a trance, "Children of this age can recover amazingly as long as they get enough nutrition. You don't have to worry too much."

"That's great," Honda Tsuneichi smiled happily, looking at the two people in front of him, he quickly made way, "I'm sorry to bother you, you and Wang..." He looked down at the girl, "You still have to meet Mr. Ito, right? Please help me convey my gratitude to him..."

"I understand," said Nozomi Kirigo, who was looking at Tomohiro Aoki who was lost in his own world again. She gently pushed him and signaled him to take a step forward. "I'm sure my father will be pleased too."

Honda Tsuneichi stood at the door, watching the two people's backs as they walked away, his eyes full of gratitude and trust, until the adopted son lying on the bed in the room made a sound, he woke up as if from a dream and hurried into the room, came to the boy's side, "It's been almost a month..." Although he complained that life in the Gospel House was as quiet as stagnant water, time still passed little by little, Ichinose Saku went from crawling on the ground to limping, this place was full of talented people, and Kirigou Nozomi even found an acquaintance to make him a crutch, the kind that could jump two steps at a time, "Saku, can you walk now?"

"I could have left a long time ago," Ichinose Saku glanced at Honda Tsuneichi. The boy, who had just had his medicine changed and was ordered not to do strenuous exercise, was too lazy to sit up and just fiddled with the notebook in his arms. "It's you who have been making a fuss... By the way, Dad," he turned his head and stared into Honda Tsuneichi's eyes with his brown eyes, "Are you planning to live here forever?"

Have you been living in the Gospel House? Honda Tsuneichi was stunned, and for a moment he couldn't give a definite answer. Although life in the mountains was inconvenient, he backed off in his heart when he thought about the deaths he had inexplicably caused. No one would believe the confession of a criminal. He was sure that no matter who the real murderer was, the police would find a way to pin the case on him. It would be better to live in the mountains than in prison. Mr. Ito was so powerful and took good care of himself, so it seemed that it was not impossible for him to stay...

But if he really had to be trapped in the mountains like this for the rest of his life, the young man felt unwilling. Although it was not glorious, he was confident that his craftsmanship was unmatched. If he had not been laughed at that day and dared to sneak around, he would not have rushed into a resident's house with a wooden warehouse in a fit of rage and was wrongly accused. He originally planned to earn enough money to return to his hometown to buy a property...

"... Later... Saku, what are you reading?" Honda Tsuneichi changed the subject a little abruptly. He looked at Ichinose Saku who was flipping through a notebook and involuntarily leaned over to him, "It's a book--"

The words stopped abruptly, cold sweat dripped down the young man's forehead, his eyes widened, as if he had witnessed the bright red that spread across the floor that night. He rushed forward eagerly and turned the limp body over. The shallow but numerous puncture marks on the skin on the chest formed a web, trapping Honda Tsuneichi firmly inside.

"This?" Ichinose Saku tried to turn his body sideways, resting his head on Honda Tsuneichi's lap, and answered nonchalantly, "It's the notes that Li and Kirio gave to Nozomi." Honda Tsuneichi also remembered these two names. The couple had a radiant temperament even in the mountains. "She has been staying with us recently. For convenience, she simply moved her class here, so I might as well listen in."

"Do you want it, old man?" The movement of Ichinose Saku handing over the notebook was no less than the approach of a devil in Honda Tsuneichi's eyes. The young man's ears were already ringing due to fear, and he could hardly hear the boy's voice. "I hope I have talent."

"Especially in the courses on human body vital points and corpse handling taught by Li and Wuxu."