After the Mouse City incident ended, Hinata Hajime went to see Yuki Tomikawa. After despair, Yuki Tomikawa seemed like a different person.

She stopped saying sorry and began to resist the violence of those students. Although she was still afraid to look people in the face, she was trying hard to change herself.

"I want to leave this city." In front of Chida Miyo's grave, Tomikawa Yuki said: "Miyo has always hated this place. She often said that she wanted to leave with me. The two of us went around the world hand in hand, not caring about anything, and living happily together."

Hinata Hajime looked at the new necklace around her neck and said, "What a nice wish."

"Thank you, Mr. Hinata." Tomikawa Yuki held her necklace with one hand. In this necklace were the ashes of Chida Miyo. "Miyo has always been by my side."

Hinata left without interest, and Tomikawa Yuki, who was left alone, looked at the vast sea beside her. She came to the beach holding her necklace and closed her eyes to the sea breeze in the distance.

"Miyo, let's leave here together."

"We went to see the beautiful stars, the sunrise over the sea and... the beautiful flowers." Yuki Tomikawa murmured, "I always remember to be a strong and free girl."

"Become a free butterfly."

Hinata Hajime moved his shoulders, stretched, then covered his nose and sneezed.

[Huh?] Hinata Hajime frowned slightly, [Do you have a cold?]

【How long do you think you were in the rain?】

[It didn’t take long… well, it was a whole night. ]

Hinata Hajime often feels strange that Hope's Peak Academy can research and give him the talent of luck, but it cannot change his physical constitution. He gets tired when he should be tired, and gets sick when he should be sick. He is still a long way from being a superman.

After high stress, fatigue and illness come knocking.

But it's also good this way, it will make Hinata Sou feel that he and Kamukura Izuru are still individuals.

Hinata Hajime sneezed again and held onto the telephone pole.

[It's terrible. Go home quickly.]

Fatigue made Hinata Hajime a little confused, but even in this state, Hinata Hajime could feel his body getting cold and his forehead getting hot. It was not just a common cold, but a fever.

[Your body temperature is close to 39 degrees. Based on your tiredness, you need to take some medicine and have a good sleep. I didn't leave the umbrella for you to get wet in the rain all night.]

[Sorry, I was a little anxious at the time.] Hinata Hajime gave a wry smile, [So you knew I might get caught in the rain, so you gave me the umbrella.]

【Of course.】

His throat felt stinging as if a chestnut shell was stuck in it, and Hinata Hajime walked towards the dormitory while calling the detective agency.

"Hello, this is the detective agency."

"Tanizaki, it's me."

There was silence for a moment, and then he spoke in surprise, "Mr. Hinata?"

It was then that Hinata Hajime realized that his voice had changed. Hoarseness and weakness made his voice a little low. Hinata Hajime sighed slightly, "Well, I got caught in the rain and now I have a cold. If possible, please ask for leave for me and everyone else. I won't go to the detective agency today."

"Yes, yes!" Tanizaki Junichiro responded quickly, "Is Mr. Hinata really okay?"

"It's nothing, just a common cold, take some medicine and get some sleep."

Tanizaki Junichiro responded, "I understand, Mr. Hinata, have a good rest."

[I won't go to work today. I'll listen to you and go home to take some medicine and have a good sleep.] Hinata Hajime said jokingly.

Kamizuru Izuru felt the heat of his skin. Although his body was so hot, Hinata Sou was shaking unconsciously. [Do you want to switch?]

【well?】

【Exchange of body control.】

Although they are one person, they are ultimately two consciousnesses. Once one of them controls the body, no matter how much empathy the other has, it will not be able to feel the body's sensations too much. In other words, now Hinata Hajime is bearing all the pain in the body, and Kamijou Izuru can only feel part of it, but that's all.

As long as control is exchanged, the person suffering from the physical illness will become Kamuzha De-Ryu.

[It's not necessary, and who wants to feel sick?] Hinata Hajime stood up with difficulty and stretched his body in the cold wind, [I'm not that fragile yet.]

【I have never been sick.】

Hinata Hajime was stunned for a moment, [Are you telling me that I am not very good at taking care of myself? ]

[It's just a simple statement.] Kamiya Izuru's voice was as calm as ever. [Being sick is a waste of time and will also lead to low efficiency. Prevention saves more time than treating after you get sick.]

[I'm sorry, I made us waste our time.] Hinata Hajime said helplessly.

Kamukura Izuru calculated the time to go home, and then he spoke, "Don't do this again in the future."

What he means is: Take good care of your health and don’t get sick again, right?

Hinata Sou sighed, feeling helpless about the way his other self expressed himself. He clearly possessed all the talents in this world and knew exactly what to say to make the other person happy, but he never used such talents and even liked to make himself appear particularly unpopular.

If Kamizuru wants to get along well with others, he can become the most popular person in the world by using his talents a little.

Back in the dormitory, Hinata Hajime found the medicine box under the instructions of Kamiya Izuru. After taking the medicine, he untied his tie and lay down on the bed. Kamiya Izuru possesses all the talents in the world, including the talents of a doctor. Hinata Hajime was not worried about taking the wrong medicine.

[Can I recover after waking up? ]

【Um.】

After receiving the affirmation from Kamijou Izuru, Hinata Hajime's tiredness during this period of time suddenly flooded into his heart.

He had been straining his spirits since coming to this world. Whether integrating into a new life or dealing with desperate events, he was exhausted. This time, being caught in the rain not only made him fall ill, but also caused the accumulated fatigue to burst out. He even felt that he could not even open his eyes.

In a state of blurred consciousness, Hinata Hajime only had time to say good night to Kamijou Izuru before falling asleep.

But this couldn't completely relax Hinata Hajime. His high fever made him restless even in his sleep. The constant alternation of hot and cold made Hinata Hajime's body tremble slightly.

Feeling the discomfort of his other self, Kamukura Izuru silently took over the body.

He opened his eyes, staring at the ceiling with his red eyes, and Hinata Hajime finally fell asleep peacefully.

[Good night.] Kamukura Izuru sat up from the bed and responded calmly, even though Hinata Hajime couldn't hear him at all.

The high fever and tired spirit were a rather magical experience for Kamijou Izuru. In the time since he was born, he had never let his body be so tired. He took over the body on the one hand to let Hinata Sou sleep more soundly, and on the other hand for now.

The blurring of consciousness caused by fatigue leads to poor judgment.

Maybe it would allow him to experience what it's like to be an ordinary person and not be able to clearly see the future.

Kamizuru Izuru got out of bed and walked to the table. On it was a half-written incident report by Hinata Sou. This report should have been submitted today, but because of illness, it would be delayed until tomorrow. Kamizuru Izuru decided to help Hinata Sou solve it.

No longer rely on analytical skills, but write based on what you are thinking and feeling at the moment, and become a person who acts according to feelings.

After finishing writing, Kamiya Izuru read the report once. After reading it, he leaned back in his chair and seemed to be thinking about something.

This is a completely different report before and after. Even if we exclude talent, the difference between Kamizuru Izuru and Hinata Hajime is still huge, because Kamizuru Izuru has been cleared of all interfering emotions and interests, and even if he has no talent, he will move in the most efficient and time-saving direction. As for the mood and future of the person involved, he does not consider them.

He will never be able to consider other people's feelings like Hinata Hajime.

But there's nothing wrong with that.

"Boring."

Kamiya Izuru put the report back on the table. He glanced at the bed. There was no interest in his red eyes. He felt sleepy little by little. This was the effect of the drug. Kamiya Izuru closed his eyes and let his mind be dragged into the deep darkness.

…

"This is it, Hinata-kun's dormitory!"

There was a sound outside the door.

"Huh? The door is not closed?"

The voice was still ringing, and someone was getting closer and closer to him. Even in his sleep, Kamiya Izuru could sense a strange breath. He clearly felt that someone was reaching out to pat his shoulder. He grabbed that person's wrist in an instant, and knocked that person to the ground in the next moment. Only then did Kamiya Izuru open his eyes and look at the person he had thrown out.

Dazai Osamu, who was lying on the ground in a sand-colored coat, wailed and covered his wrist, "Is Hinata-kun so grumpy when he wakes up?"

"You again." Kamuzuru Izuru leaned back in his chair.

"And me." Yoseno Akiko walked in dragging her machete. She looked around and pulled over a chair and sat on it.

Kamuzou Izuru looked at Dazai Osamu, who got up from the ground with grievance and shouted at Kamuzou Izuru, "I was worried about you. Hinata-kun was so sick that he had to take a leave of absence! So I brought Dr. Yosano to see you, and by the way, I wanted to let you see what a real doctor looks like!"

"Calling yourself a psychologist but stabbing someone's wounds is extremely unethical!"

Yosano Akiko glanced at Dazai Osamu and said with regret: "Dazai told me that you were dying and then dragged me here. It's a pity that you are alive and well and cannot be dissected."

Dazai Osamu, who was being torn apart by Yosano Akiko, tilted his head in an innocent tone, "Appropriate exaggeration helps things go smoothly."

"Oh, that's not the point. The point is how are you?" Dazai Osamu approached Kamuzuru Izuru.

Dodging Dazai Osamu's hand that was stretched out to test the temperature, Kamukura Izuru stood up and walked to the other side, "It's okay."

"real?"

Kamuzuru Izuru was sitting on the bed. He pointed to the side and walked over with Yosano Akiko to take a look. They found that it was an opened medicine box. As a doctor, when Yosano Akiko saw the medicines, she realized that she didn't need to do anything. These medicines were enough to deal with Hinata Hajime's condition.

"Even though I didn't know much about medicine before." Dazai Osamu sat in the seat where Kamuzuru Izuru had just sat, picked up the written report on the table and took a look at it. When he was halfway through reading it, Dazai Osamu subtly raised his eyebrows.

He frowned and read part of it, then turned to look at Kamijou Izuru who was sitting next to him.

Although he seemed a little weaker than usual due to the fever, his red eyes were as silent as ever. No, it would be more accurate to say that they were indifferent rather than silent.

He watched all this with indifference, showing no interest in anything except himself.

Suddenly, Dazai Osamu seemed to understand something.

If the green-eyed Hinata-kun and the red-eyed Hinata-kun were not the same person from the beginning...

Thinking of this, Dazai stretched his back and said, "The mission was a success! Since Hinata-kun is fine, we'll leave first. Didn't you and Dr. Yosano say that you wanted to go shopping? How about I go with you today? Maybe we can find a secret weapon that's perfect for suicide!"

"It's better to go back to the detective agency and look at the anatomical atlas." Yosano Akiko looked at Dazai Osamu with disdain, then stuffed her machete back into her bag and walked out with the bag.

After the two of them left the dormitory, he and Yosano Akiko looked at Dazai Osamu.

"What's going on Hinata?"

"What?"

"Recently, I often see Hinata's eyes are red, like he has become a different person." Leaning against the wall with Yosano Akiko, "We have discussed before that Hinata's red eyes are more like an extreme stress state, which will only be stimulated in a very urgent situation. There is nothing that can make him stressed recently."

Dazai nodded, "I think it might be because Hinata-kun is too tired."

"Too tired?"

"Yeah." Dazai Osamu said as if it was a matter of course, "Because Hinata-kun is too tired, so both us and that person want Hinata-kun to have a good rest."

Yosano Akiko looked at Dazai Osamu subtly, "Who is that person you are talking about?"

"Maybe there are people who have always existed but we haven't noticed them."

On the other side, Kamijou Izuru was lying on his back on the bed, his beautiful red eyes staring at the ceiling, as if nothing could be reflected in them.

He felt another person awakening inside him.

[Izuru?] Hinata Sou was a little dazed in his sleep. He called Kamuzuru Izuru's name in a low voice, [I seemed to hear Mr. Dazai's voice.]

【He left.】

[Gone?] Hinata Hajime tried hard to digest this sentence, and after finally understanding it, he let out a dazed breath, [Are you controlling the body? Thank you.]

Kamukura Izuru put his hand on his chest. His skin could feel the temperature of his palm. The burning sensation had not subsided yet. His palm felt as if it was on fire. [No need to thank me.]

【But……】

[No buts.] Kamizuru Izuru closed his eyes, [You are me, and I am you. There is no need to say thank you between us.]

【You can rely on me more. 】

Hinata Hajime slightly opened his eyes.

In the spiritual space, Kamijou Izuru lowered his head, his long black hair hanging beside Hinata Hajime's ear. Hinata Hajime, who was leaning on Kamijou Izuru, clenched his hands unconsciously, and after a moment, Hinata Hajime loosened his hands. He took a breath, and finally reached out and grabbed Kamijou Izuru's wrist, then closed his eyes like an ostrich and did not continue to move.

In reality, Kamijou Izuru held his right wrist with one hand, his eyes closed as he stared at the ceiling, his red eyes filled with an unprecedented peace.

They were originally from the same root, but something went wrong in the middle of their lives and they grew into two identical flowers.

But it doesn’t matter, as long as the roots are there, they will always be the same flower.