Chapter 13
So, every time my sister checks her phone, she's replying to her boyfriend's messages?
Does my sister have a boyfriend?
Could it be a lie?
Kurosawa Shiran's expression remained unchanged, but her voice lowered slightly: "Sister, how come you have a boyfriend?"
"Why can't I have a boyfriend?" Natsume Rina turned to look at him, looking completely bewildered. "I'm going back to sleep. Don't follow me anymore."
Before Kurosawa Shiran could fully recover, the person had already walked away.
A maid who was not far away saw this scene, hid behind a tree, unlocked her phone screen, and prepared to take a picture.
She had everything ready, but as soon as she raised her phone, she found that the person had disappeared.
Where are they?
Before the maid could react, a soft laugh suddenly came from behind her.
"You heard everything just now, didn't you?"
The maid was so frightened that she dropped her phone.
Kurosawa Shiran gently grasped her neck with his hand, his tender gaze gone, looking at her as if she were a dead person.
I'm still a little angry that my sister has another man.
His bangs had been swept back, with only a few strands falling in front of his forehead. His sinister face was impeccable, but his whole being exuded an indescribable melancholy, and even gave off a chilling sense of madness.
Extreme fear overwhelmed her reason. The maid looked up at him, both shocked and terrified, her legs trembling uncontrollably. "...Are you really Hoshino-kun?"
The struggling wrists fell limply to their sides. Kurosawa Shiran's lips curled into a strange smile as he slowly released his grip.
The maid's legs gave way and she collapsed to the ground, only able to squeeze out a broken sob from her throat.
Junichi Takahashi has already been killed by him. If anyone else dies, my sister will definitely find out.
Kurosawa Shiran smiled helplessly, "My sister is mine. If you dare to tell anyone, I'll kill you. Do you understand?"
"I know, I won't say anything..." The maid's mind was blank, and she could only nod frantically no matter what she heard.
He's a monster!
They don't care about human life at all.
After Natsume Rina returned to the villa, she faintly smelled the scent of lime as soon as she entered the stairwell.
As you walk up to the second floor, the aroma becomes even more pronounced.
She was already so sleepy and dizzy that she didn't really think much of it.
When I reached the third floor, I suddenly felt dizzy and lightheaded, almost suffocating. Then everything went black, and I missed a step and tumbled down the stairs.
A loud bang came from the hallway.
In the final seconds before falling into a coma, Natsume Rina's gaze was unfocused and unfocused, and then she completely lost consciousness.
Yuriko extinguished the incense candle in her hand and opened the window in the hallway.
He walked up to Natsume Rina, lifted her short-sleeved shirt, and pursed his red lips slightly. "I was wondering why Natsume Kanon should have died after receiving that photo. So it was you."
We are truly destined to meet.
Little angel.
They almost became colleagues back then.
Hearing the commotion coming from the hallway, Takase got dressed and went out to check the situation.
At 4:30 a.m., the servants were still not up, and there was no one outside, but a cell phone vibrated from the stairwell.
Thinking about the commotion just now, he walked over cautiously and then saw Natsume Rina lying unconscious in the stairwell with blood on her forehead.
"Madam!" Takase realized what was happening and immediately ran downstairs, took out her phone, and dialed an ambulance.
Upon arriving at the hospital, Takase stood at the operating room door before remembering to call the chairman to explain the situation.
When the call was connected, Hideo Kawashima was very cold. He simply told him that things had come to this point, and no matter what happened to her, not a single word of the news could be leaked.
We'll talk about the rest when she wakes up.
After that, they hung up the phone after exchanging only a few words.
If it were his wife, he would probably have dropped everything and driven over.
She was definitely not Natsume Kanon.
After the surgery, Rina Natsume was wheeled into a private hospital room.
Takase breathed a sigh of relief, noted down the doctor's instructions, and turned to complete the necessary procedures.
For some unknown reason, he turned around and glanced back, then choked up noticeably.
The hospital is a place where every corner is filled with a heartbreaking atmosphere, almost suffocating you. The fragility and impermanence of life, including human suffering, can all be seen here.
He felt a pang of sadness seeing a girl lying alone in the hospital room.
However, it's best not to interfere in her affairs.
After observing quietly for a few minutes, Takase gently closed the door, and upon reaching into his pocket, discovered that Natsume Rina's phone was still with him.
He doesn't have a habit of prying into other people's privacy.
It's just that the 36 missed calls on the screensaver all come from the same person, which is a bit of a concern.
They must be a very important person.
After paying the fee, Takase went to the orthopedic department director's office and asked, "Could you please give me a copy of Mrs. Kawashima's medical records?"
The head of orthopedics and Takase are old acquaintances. Besides being old classmates who haven't seen each other for many years, they also share a 40% stake in the hospital.
The doctor handed him the paper report and said earnestly, "You broke your bones after falling down a dozen or so steps. I suggest your wife have a full body check-up. There are serious problems with her current physical condition."
Takase frowned slightly. "What's going on?"
The doctor sighed. "On the operating table, her condition after being anesthetized was very strange. General anesthesia should make the patient lose consciousness and feel no pain, but she was very strange. She had a strong stress response. I guess she may have a history of mental illness or drug abuse."
Takase froze for a moment, then instinctively clenched the report in his hand. "...I understand."
When night fell, Natsume Rina felt a strong sense of dizziness as soon as she opened her eyes. She stared at the ceiling for a long time before struggling to sit up.
After some time, it gradually became clear what was going on.
She fell down the stairs this morning, fracturing her left hand. She is currently in the hospital with a splint on.
My head hurts a bit too; I must have injured myself in the fall.
"......."
It felt like someone pushed her at the time, was it just her imagination?
Rina Natsume sighed silently and picked up her phone to find a note left on the cabinet.
It's Takase—the chairman has already arranged for someone to protect him secretly. Call if you need anything else.
She put the note aside, and after a while, the nurse knocked on the door a few times and pushed the cart in.
"Madam, dinner has been prepared here. Would you like to eat now?"
Rina Natsume covered her eyes with the back of her hand, remained silent for a moment, and then said, "Let's go out first, I'll eat by myself."
The nurses looked at each other, hesitated for a moment, then left the cart in the ward and left.
Shortly after, Rina Natsume, dressed in a hospital gown, casually draped a coat over her shoulders, and slippers, also went out.
"Hey, Rina! What a coincidence to run into you here?" Sato, dressed in the same outfit, was about to go upstairs when he turned around and bumped into an acquaintance. He squinted his kind eyes and said.
Natsume Rina looked up and saw him. Her lips twitched almost imperceptibly, and she felt a mix of emotions.
What the heck is Xiao Lina?
Sato stepped forward, looked the person up and down, then circled around to examine them again. "What's going on? Why is your forearm hanging around your neck?"
Rina Natsume couldn't help but roll her eyes at him.
"How can you treat your senior like this? I haven't even settled the score with you for hanging up on me yet!" Her face was almost bloodless, and Sato felt bad seeing her like that. He had no mood for jokes anymore. "What are you doing? Was it an accident?"
Rina Natsume nodded. "It rolled down the stairs."
"Are you sure you can handle this? Are you a three-year-old?" Sato patted his pants pocket, then, remembering that this was a hospital with nurses and patients coming and going, he put the cigarette back. "Why didn't you ask me?"
Rina Natsume: "He must have fallen while climbing over the wall."
"The branch broke, otherwise this wouldn't have happened." A sudden cloud of doubt rose in Sato's mind. "Where are you going?"
Rina Natsume chuckled: "Go outside for some fresh air, the smell of disinfectant is disgusting."
“I think so too,” Sato shifted to a more comfortable position against the armrest, looked around at the people, and blurted out, almost as if on cue, “Shall we go out for a drink?”
Rina Natsume: "Okay."
Sato was surprised that she agreed so readily; it seemed she had been planning this for a while.
He sighed softly and said with a smile, "Then hurry back, my wife is coming to see me tonight."
"Yukiho-nee is here too?" Natsume Rina came downstairs first.
Sato followed behind her, scratching his head. "Yeah, I'll receive some sushi tonight."
Rina Natsume: "Yukiho-nee's sushi is delicious."
“Of course, my wife is the best cook in the world,” Sato said with a smile. “Would you like some? I’ll have her make an extra portion.”
The two walked out of the building, and Natsume Rina took a breath of fresh air. "Then I'll have to trouble you, Yukiho-nee."
Sato looked at her and said, "Ah, I never thought I could have a normal conversation with you."
Natsume Rina looked at him, puzzled. "What's wrong?"
“It’s nothing,” Sato said, curling his lower lip and thinking for a moment before speaking. “There’s a good barbecue place at the street corner up ahead. It’s on me.”
In the past, she probably would never have admitted that she liked sushi, and her conversations would have only managed to provoke him into a rage with a few words.
Rina Natsume nodded.
At this time of day, the barbecue restaurant was already packed with people. The two men, holding number plates, sat on chairs at the entrance, attracting the attention of many.
Rina Natsume glanced at Sato's hospital gown, then went next door to buy a hat and put it on.
It can at least cover half of a face.
Sato clicked his tongue. "It's just a minor injury. I only had a few stitches. I'll be discharged in a couple of days."
Rina Natsume: "It's a minor fracture, I don't plan to be hospitalized."
“Heh,” Sato looked at her, raising one eyebrow slightly, “You really have no one to control you. How can you be so arrogant? You should get married soon, at least then someone will keep you in check.”
Rina Natsume: "I have a boyfriend."
"Really?" Sato's face showed uncontrollable shock.
Rina Natsume took out her phone again and replied to the message, "Why would I lie to you?"
"I'll bring it back for Xuehui-nee to see next time," Sato said, glancing at it discreetly a few times, noticing it was all in a language he couldn't understand. "When are you planning to get married?"
Rina Natsume casually replied, "In a while."
"It's gotten this far, huh? Looks like we've been together for a long time." Sato frowned, suddenly realizing the seriousness of the situation.
They were about to get married, and he knew absolutely nothing about it.
Does she have any plans for the two of them to get married?
Has she considered the division of household chores and daily life, and financial planning?
Given Rina's personality, getting married is practically the same as a rebellious teenager running away from home.
Rina Natsume explained, "About four years."
More than four years!
Sato felt like a cabbage had been wasted on a pig, and muttered to himself, "I really didn't realize that."
Rina Natsume: "Long-distance relationship."
Long-distance relationships are even more outrageous. Sato looked utterly bewildered, his expression a mixture of absurdity and disbelief. "That's...that's progressing way too fast, isn't it?"
Natsume Rina: "......"
Why don't you listen to the nonsense you're spouting?
"Gentlemen," the waiter said, forcing a smile and walking over with an embarrassed look, "number 89 can go in now."
To be honest, she now suspects that the two of them escaped from a mental hospital.
Why are you wearing a hospital gown and slippers?
Should we call the police?
Rina Natsume stood up and went straight into the barbecue restaurant.
Sato took a deep breath, handed the number to the waiter, and instructed, "Please only bring tea."
Meanwhile, Kurosawa Tokiran had just submitted his resignation and came to the hospital looking for someone, only to find the ward empty.
His huge pet has disappeared!
"Nurse, where are the patients in the ward?"
The nurse was momentarily distracted by the patient's good looks, and it wasn't until someone nudged her that she snapped out of it. "Oh, oh, the patient said it's too stuffy in here, he'll go out for a while."
Kurosawa Shiran's hair had been simply trimmed. Her bangs were now thinned out, just covering her eyes, and the rest of her hair was tied into a small bun.
Wearing a cream-colored T-shirt with loose cargo shorts, he looked clean and neat, with a touch of youthful energy.
Kurosawa Shiran asked, "Where did you go?"
The nurse lowered her head shyly, stammering, "She went out with a man."
Kurosawa Shiran took a deep breath.
After he left, the nurses all gathered together and whispered among themselves.
"This person really looks like a celebrity!"
"He's so handsome, and very tall, like a young nobleman!"
"His eyes are so beautiful! They look so dreamy."
"I should have left my contact information."
Rina Natsume sneezed and suddenly had a bad feeling.
She subconsciously checked her phone and found a message from Miyako. When she opened it, she saw it was Junichi Takahashi's autopsy report.
There were no obvious injuries on the body except for a puncture wound in the neck that pierced the carotid artery, which was fatal. However, some drug residue was found in the blood, and the cause of death is still under investigation.
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