Chapter 55 Test 3

Akiyama Kanade was lying on the bed, and Matsuda Jinpei was laying on the wooden floor beside the bed.

In fact, Akiyama Kanade doesn't mind sleeping in the bed with the other person. After all, the bed is big enough for two people.

But after he said this, Matsuda Jinpei threw the pillow directly at his head, "Go to sleep!"

He was a little angry.

Akiyama made the judgment.

But he was really wronged this time! He had no other intentions, he was just simply worried that Matsuda Jinpei would not sleep well on the ground.

However, it seems that he was misunderstood as having evil intentions.

It was already past two in the morning when the two of them finally finished packing and lay down. Matsuda Jinpei looked very tired, and his breathing became heavy soon after he touched the pillow. The quiet moonlight enveloped his face, and his soft black hair sank into the pillow due to gravity, slightly covering his eyebrows.

Akiyama Kanade couldn't bear to wake him up, so she decided to postpone her plan.

He didn't need to sleep, so he just lay in bed with his eyes closed, feeling what was happening in the other backup bodies.

Because he was bored, and also because he didn't want Gin to come to Blue and Orange to cause trouble, the pseudonymous Kurosawa Shun started pestering Gin again in the past two days, causing the latter a lot of headaches.

He couldn't beat her, and he wouldn't listen no matter how hard he tried to scold her. He could only be led by his younger brother.

Loving his brother using abnormal means has become the daily mission of the pseudonymous Kurosawa Shun.

Whenever Akiyama Sora was depressed, he could always draw joy from Gin's increasingly gloomy expression.

Akiyama Kanade got up at dawn. It was snowing outside the window, white snowflakes were flying everywhere, and frost like flowers was condensing on the dry branches. Calculating the time, the New Year was coming soon.

Matsuda Jinpei was still asleep, and Akiyama Kanade carefully walked around him and went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

Although he always looks like a level 9 disabled person when wearing the Cherry Brandy vest, in fact, Akiyama Kanade is very good at cooking. This fact is not concealed even for Blue Orange Wine. When he was in the organization research institute, he often made lunch boxes for Shirley.

Speaking of which, he needs to find some time to meet with Shirley alone.

But don't worry.

Since Officer Matsuda didn't seem to be a picky eater, Akiyama decided to cook something casually. He opened the refrigerator and found a few German sausages inside. Akiyama looked and found that two of them were expired. There were also two bottles of milk that were expired half a month ago. The eggs were still fresh.

So how does Officer Matsuda live his daily life?

Akiyama Kanade frowned and sighed.

It's really worrying that he can't take care of himself. It will be difficult for him to live to be a hundred years old if he continues like this.

He put all the expired ingredients into the garbage bag, and since it was not yet the garbage collection day, he could only pile them in the kitchen. Then he went out and bought some fresh ingredients.

After going back and forth, it was almost seven o'clock.

Thinking that the person was about to wake up, Akiyama Kanade quickened his pace. He fried two sausages, some mushrooms, two egg pancakes, toasted two slices of bread with ketchup, and finally made a cup of black tea and a cup of coffee.

While putting the things on the dining table, Matsuda Jinpei got up. He leaned lazily against the bedroom door frame and yawned. His eyes were sleepy and his curly hair was pressed into a mess.

"Good morning." Akiyama smiled.

"You got up so early." Jinpei Matsuda yawned again and rubbed his hair.

He slept very well last night without any dreams. It had been a long time since he had slept so comfortably until dawn. He was even woken up by the smell of breakfast in the morning.

He rubbed his cheeks sheepishly.

Even though Chun was a patient, she was made to get up early in the morning to make breakfast.

His thoughts seemed to be seen through by Chun. The black-haired man chuckled and looked at him tenderly with his gray eyes. "It's okay. I can't sleep. You try it and see if it suits your taste. Why are you looking at me like that?"

"...No, you...are not wearing a kimono today." said Jinpei Matsuda.

The black-haired man was wearing an ordinary white shirt and suit pants today, and this outfit reminded him of the time when they first met.

At that time, Jiu Sheng Chun Shu was still a police officer in the Investigation Division, and he often dressed like this.

"Because I came here suddenly, I didn't bring any spare clothes, so I borrowed yours. Luckily, we are of similar body shapes." However, Jiu Sheng Chun Shu was a little thinner due to the debuff of being sick, and his clothes were a little baggy. "I'm sorry, I didn't discuss it with you."

"It's okay, it's just a piece of clothing. You eat first, I'll go wash my face."

Akiyama Kanade waited for Matsuda Jinpei to go to the bathroom to wash up. When he came out, the cat-like confusion in his eyes when he just woke up disappeared and became bright again.

He pulled out a chair and sat down. The sausages on the plate on the table had already been cut, and the tea and coffee had been cooled to just the right temperature.

The person opposite him didn't pick up his chopsticks at all, and just looked at him quietly with his chin in his hand.

Noticing Matsuda Jinpei's gaze, Akiyama Kanade tilted his head and said, "What's wrong? Don't you want to try it?"

"……Um."

But the way he looked made Matsuda Jinpei feel weird, as if he was some kind of precious creature that had to be raised and looked after carefully.

Jinpei Matsuda really wants to get along with Haru like an ordinary friend, but the other person's gaze, words and actions always remind him that this person has different thoughts, and now he has no intention of hiding it.

...But he couldn't refuse, even though he knew this person might push his luck further.

Because I couldn't bear to see the disappointment on that pale face again.

He forked up a piece of omelet and put it in his mouth.

"How is it?" The person opposite stared at his lips.

“It’s delicious.”

The black-haired man then picked up his fork with satisfaction.

Although she was confident in her cooking skills, Akiyama Kanade was still worried whether the food would suit Matsuda Jinpei's taste. Even after watching him finish the food on the plate, she still felt unsatisfied and put a little ketchup on her lips.

Matsuda Jinpei didn't realize this, and when he put down his teacup, he noticed that Kyushu Chunshu was smiling. The two of them sat facing each other, and he stood up with a napkin in his hand, crossing his upper body over the table.

That extremely beautiful face slowly enlarged before Jinpei Matsuda's eyes.

He realized something and wiped the corner of his lip with his hand.

Jiu Sheng Chun Shu paused and handed the napkin to him with some regret.

Matsuda Jinpei had asked for leave from the Metropolitan Police Department, so the two of them were not in a hurry to do anything. After dinner, they put out the futon together and sat in the living room to watch a movie.

Jinpei Matsuda really wanted to know what Kyushu Haruki had been doing during the two years he disappeared, but since the other party had no intention of mentioning it, he had to hold it in.

We can't let anyone escape anymore.

Haru's health is a cause for concern, so at least he can know the situation at any time.

The snow outside the window showed no signs of stopping, so Akiyama Sou suggested, "How about we go to the temple to pray together? New Year's Day is coming soon, so we can celebrate the New Year at the temple and ring the bells together."

Matsuda Jinpei agreed to his proposal, and the two of them went to the old temple deep in the mountains and forests that afternoon. There were few people here, and even on New Year's Eve, it was not crowded.

The mountain was much colder than the plains, but Jiu Sheng Chun Shu was still wearing a thin white kimono. Standing on the snowy open space, if it weren't for her long black hair, she would have almost merged with the world.

Jinpei Matsuda frowned as he put a coat on him and put a scarf around his neck.

"You don't want to go to the hospital and you don't take care of your body."

Akiyama Kanade looked at Matsuda Jinpei's equally thin black suit and said dissatisfiedly, "What about you? Why don't you wear one for yourself when you wear a scarf for me?" The scarf was very long, so Akiyama Kanade adjusted it and put the remaining half around Matsuda Jinpei's neck, "This way we can both be warmer."

As a result, the distance between the two people became closer, and the white mist they exhaled also mixed together and faded away along with the sound of birds.

There was no one around - oh, except for a policeman who had reported in advance to come for surveillance - Akiyama Zou felt that this was a good time to test the waters.

He looked at Jinpei Matsuda, who took off his scarf awkwardly and distanced himself from him.

"I'm not cold, just keep it to yourself."

He had given up asking Chun to retract his overly scorching gaze since there was no one else around anyway.

Then he quickly realized something was wrong.

The two were originally admiring the snow in the backyard of the temple, which faced a mountain covered with snow. As it was a bit cold, Jiu Sheng Chun Shu suggested that they go back to the room to keep warm and then go to the temple to listen to the monks' lectures in the evening.

However, after taking a few steps, Jinpei Matsuda realized that no one was following him.

He looked back.

The black-haired man half-bent his waist, one hand pressed between his lips, his long black hair partly hanging in front of him, partly winding down his back. His brows were tightly furrowed, and when he noticed Matsuda Jinpei's gaze, he raised his eyelids.

"I didn't... ahem..."

Matsuda Jinpei hurried back on the snow. He stood beside Jiu Sheng Chunshu so that the man could lean on him to save some energy. He put one hand over his winding black hair and held his other shoulder.

There were drops of blood on the snow, which had leaked through Jiu Sheng Chun Shu's fingers.

"How are you? I'm calling an ambulance right now!"

Kyusho Haruki held down Matsuda Jinpei's hand.

Akiyama Kanade adjusted her breathing, revealing an expression of someone who was in extreme pain but was trying hard to endure it, "…No, it will be over in a moment."

He observed Matsuda Jinpei's expression and chuckled, "...Are you worried about me?"

"Don't talk for now, I'll help you go back to your room to rest." Matsuda Jinpei said with a frown.

"No need." Jiu Sheng Chun Shu still refused, as if nothing was more important than the problem at hand. He slowly straightened up and took a step forward, forcing Matsuda Jinpei to retreat back to the trunk of a tree.

The trees in the mountains are very strong and sturdy. One tree is so thick that it takes two people to hug it.

Because of the sudden impact, a light snowflake fell from the tree trunk, covering people's bodies and heads.

"Are you worried about me?" he asked persistently.

Akiyama Kanade felt that Matsuda Jinpei didn't even dare to use force to support him, as if he was afraid of accidentally hurting him. Even when he was forced against the tree trunk, he did not make any violent movements to resist, and even carefully restrained his breathing.

He even had a hand free to put his messed up scarf back on.

His cherishment was revealed without reservation in his actions, and Akiyama Kanade finally confirmed that Kyushu Haruki was indeed important to Matsuda Jinpei.

Now all that's left to figure out is whether this guy really believes in science.

But seeing how cautious Matsuda Jinpei was, Akiyama Kanade started to feel unhappy again. He wanted to hear Matsuda Jinpei admit that he cared about Kyusho Haruki.

He grabbed Matsuda Jinpei's wrist and said in a gentle and guiding tone: "Officer Matsuda, I want to hear what's in your heart. Tell me what you think - if you think I'm disgusting..."

"No." Jinpei Matsuda refuted quickly this time.

He saw a thin layer of sweat on the other person's forehead because of the pain, but the eyes still looked at him stubbornly. As if she was afraid that he was worried, there was a faint smile on the corner of her lips.

He sighed, "Of course I'm worried about you. What's there to ask?"

He was a little confused about the other person. He had clearly told him that he was one of his most cherished friends, so why did he keep confirming it?

A famous quote from a colleague who is still single but seems to know a lot about love comes to mind: "Love makes people always worry about gains and losses."

He quickly shook the image out of his mind.

"Now that you have finished asking your questions, can you go home now?"

Jinpei Matsuda didn't know what was wrong with Kyushu Haruki's body, he was just worried that the strong and cold wind outside would make him feel even more uncomfortable.

After hearing the answer, the black-haired man rested his head on his shoulder in satisfaction. Matsuda Jinpei patted his back to comfort him, and heard his suppressed voice mixed with unbearable gasps and low coughs.

"If only I could recover my health, then... ahem... I'd have a long life to spend with you..."

Matsuda Jinpei's hand that was about to pat him on the back suddenly stopped. He didn't dare to think about the meaning behind these words.

What does it mean to recover health and live a long life... What happened to his body?

The person in his arms seemed unaware and chuckled.

"...Am I too greedy? If I really lived that long, it would cause trouble to you...because you would meet...someone you really want to spend the rest of your life with."