Chapter 126 Asuka and Hikari

Whether as a fugitive suspect of a failed kidnapping or an employee who had been absent from work for two weeks, Toru Amuro should not have run into Tsukiyama Asari.

Otherwise, it would have turned into the embarrassing situation it is in now.

The half-peeled apple was covered in dust and was about to stop, but because of an unstable tile on the floor, it rolled a little to the side. Finally, it hid in the inconspicuous dark corner behind the door as it wished, and escaped the fate of being stuck between the two people.

Tsukiyama Asari was silent for two seconds, quickly closed the door, pulled up Asuka Mizuki, turned around and left.

[You can't escape the fifteenth day. 】

The system was very happy about the misfortune. Although it knew that Tsukiyama Asari didn't open the system panel and couldn't see it, it still controlled the stickman to jump around on the screen.

【Besides, the comics have begun to reveal Amuro Toru's true identity. You should have met Furuya Rei a few times when you were in Shugo Police Academy. Can't you just pretend to remember him?】

'That's not the problem.'

The black-haired man frowned and rubbed the back of his head, sighing. The wound on the back of his head had almost healed, but...

'Now when I see him wearing black clothes, I feel a phantom pain in the back of my head. '

If he had changed into ordinary clothes, I could have gone up and acted to break the awkward atmosphere. Who told Amuro Toru to wear a black sweater today? He felt a pain in the back of his head and slammed the door, and could only run with Asuka Kiri.

The two people, one big and one small, stopped and looked at each other for a while at the corner of the corridor. Tsukiyama Asari stuffed all the hot spring tickets and lunch boxes in his hand into the hands of the white-haired boy, and did not forget to pat his shoulder.

'Goodbye.'

Asuka Kiri held the things in his hands tightly, sighed because of his irresponsible behavior, turned around and stepped into the corridor that he had just walked twice.

On the other side, Amuro Toru looked at the slammed door, walked over with a headache, and threw the already dirty apple into the trash can.

He had only heard that Kasugawa Shugo was seeing a psychiatrist today, so he wanted to come and see how he was doing. Because of his identity, he was very careful when he came, and he did not tell his friends in advance. Who knew that he was a step too late, and the guy had been taken away by the other two people, and he was probably almost at the counseling room now.

Not only did his friend not see him, but he just happened to catch up with Tsukiyama Asari while he was peeling an apple.

He was really embarrassed to see the other party now, especially after he learned about Cointreau's past from Vermouth, and he couldn't help but feel guilty when he saw Tsukiyama Asari, whose eyes were exactly the same as Cointreau's.

Well, he hasn't resigned yet, so he's now absent from work.

It seems that there will be no chance to meet Kasugawa Shugo and the others today, so let's go first. Amuro Toru was a little disappointed. He stood there for a while before turning around and picking up the coat he had casually put on the back of the chair. Before he could shake the coat open, the door of the ward was opened from the outside.

The white-haired boy with a cold expression pushed open the door, met his eyes and left in a hurry. He had a lot more things in his hands than before. Amuro Toru knew at a glance that most of the things were what Tsukiyama Asari had just carried.

"......Xiao Mu."

He didn't know if Tsukiyama Asari had told Asuka Muri about this matter. The blond man felt that according to Tsukiyama Asari's personality, he was not the kind of person who would tell this matter to his brother. He was stunned for a while before pretending to be nothing and greeted him.

"Mr. Amuro."

Asuka Muri nodded slightly as a response.

The two of them still had the friendship of harming Akai Shuichi together. This vest would not have a phantom pain in the back of his head like the original body because of the black-clothed Bourbon, and his expression was relatively calm.

He walked over and put the lunch box on the table next to the bed, then turned to look at the other party and whispered, "Long time no see."

Amuro Toru didn't understand the meaning of the other party's words for a moment. They just met in the cafe half a month ago, so it couldn't be said that they hadn't seen each other for a long time. But the next second, the boy answered his doubts.

The white-haired boy blinked, put his index finger in front of his lips, and made a little "lower voice" gesture. A smile appeared in his light green eyes, but it was mostly blocked by his always cold expression.

A very familiar action instantly pulled the two back to the midsummer seven years ago.

In the police academy, the thing everyone was most curious about, besides why only Date Kou had a girlfriend, was probably the two brothers of Kasugawa Shugo who were very close to him but not related by blood. After all, the lunch boxes he occasionally brought to share with everyone were so delicious, and the gentle smile that gave them goosebumps when he made a phone call. The

guy who was still called Furuya Rei at the time finally seized the opportunity and secretly ambushed behind the flowerbed with Matsuda Jinpei, and poked his head through the lush summer leaves to see the chestnut-haired man standing in the school fence and the two people opposite him who were mostly blocked by the railings and leaves.

"White hair? That's rare." Matsuda Jinpei muttered, and then turned his attention to the black-haired man who was talking to Kasugawa Shugo, "I can't see clearly, damn..."

Hearing this, Furuya Rei cast his eyes to the other side and saw the boy that Matsuda Jinpei mentioned was rare. The

child, who was only ten years old at the time, did not participate in the topic between his two brothers. He was looking inside from the gap between the white railings, and seemed to be very curious about the internal structure of the police academy. He had a stern face at such a young age, but because of his young age, this expression showed a kind of cuteness of a child pretending to be serious.

The eyes are not red, so it should have nothing to do with the disease. White hair is really rare... Huh? !

The blond man hiding behind the flowerbed and the boy outside the fence both widened their eyes. Rei Furuya suddenly met their eyes and shrank back in fear, almost pulling down Matsuda Jinpei who had been squatting with him for a long time.

Ignoring the unhappy curly-haired man next to him, Rei Furuya was afraid that the other party would turn around and tell Kasugawa Shugo and the black-haired man who were still chatting next to him that he was a suspicious person, so he could only hastily raise his index finger to his lips.

The boy's light eyes flashed twice, and he grabbed the clothes of the man next to him tightly and hid behind the fence for a while. He really swallowed the words he was about to say because of this action.

...I was recognized. I didn't expect Asuka Kiri still remembered what happened at that time.

The blond man's tense nerves relaxed. He raised the corners of his mouth to reveal a helpless smile, and reached out to rub the soft white hair, "Long time no see."

"Ran and Sonoko are very worried about you." Asuka Kiri turned his head away a little awkwardly. He didn't know why Kasugawa Shugo's classmates all liked to treat him as a child. Even though they were already seventeen years old, they still liked to rub his hair when they met, especially Date Kou. When he rubbed his hair, he even exuded a kind aura like an old father.

"Sorry, sorry." Amuro Toru laughed a little. He heard the hidden concern beneath the boy's emotionless words, but this matter was really not easy to solve. "But I should resign soon. After all, I have been absent from work for so many days without reason..."

"Well, so Asari said that he would deduct Mr. Amuro's salary this month."

"Huh?!" The implication made the blond man's eyes widen. He rubbed his hands on the table next to him, and then laughed, "Thank you."

It seems that not only Asuka Kiri recognized him, but Tsukiyama Asari, whom he had never looked for since the fight that day, also recognized him. He didn't know whether it was good or bad to have his identity discovered by others... But with the precedent of Kasugawa Shugo, the two of them should be able to handle confidentiality very well.

After Asuka Kiri delivered the message, he finally managed to get the matter resolved, and someone who worked three jobs didn't lose the least important job. He and Amuro Toru were not very familiar with each other, and Majia himself was not good at getting along with people, so he simply put down his things and left.

Amuro Toru finally breathed a sigh of relief after the white-haired boy left. He couldn't tell what he felt for a moment, but it seemed that he would not lose his job. He would go to the cafe tomorrow to explain to Miss Azusa, and he also had to think of a good reason for Mao Lilan and the others.

Thinking of this, the man casually spread the messy sheets, but accidentally found a white board in the gap between the bed and the cabinet.

There was a large white cardboard with the word "bastard" written in red on the left and "habitual offender" written on the right. There was an arrow next to both lines of words pointing to a hole in the middle that was cut violently. This hole was just big enough for someone's chestnut head to pass through.

This handwriting was obviously written by Matsuda Jinpei.

Amuro Toru couldn't help but twitch his lips. He could already imagine Kasugawa Shugo kneeling down and confessing under the threat of two gorillas while holding this board. Wasn't the throat slitting and the previous phone call written off on the day he woke up... What kind of a

bastard has this guy done again? Kasugawa Shugo, who was being dragged to the counseling room by two of his best friends, sneezed violently. He looked around and felt that someone was talking about him again, but there was no one around him except the two muscular gorillas. The chestnut-haired police officer, whose neck injury had just healed, did something "messy" again today. Time went back to the morning. Tsukiyama Asako, who had completely forgotten that he had an appointment for counseling today, opened the door of the ward, put down the box of porridge symbolically, and then sneakily took out the takeout box from the back like a thief. Inside were shrimp crackers fried into beautiful colors, and after opening the lid, the aroma of fried food instantly spread in the ward. Great! The eyes of the original and the vest lit up at the same time. From the fact that Kasugawa Shugo secretly ordered fried chicken takeout in the ward, it can be seen that this guy has high requirements for food. Unfortunately, he was closely watched by Matsuda Jinpei and Hagiwara Kenji during this hospitalization. Because he was too seriously injured, he really couldn't eat anything else, so he was quiet for more than half a month. Now the only source of food, Tsukiyama Asari, finally came back after the case in the foreign villa was over. Although his throat still hurts, he has no problem eating other things after taking the painkillers produced by the system. The chestnut-haired man finally couldn't resist the temptation and let the original body secretly bring some things that were forbidden by the two people in the blasting team every time he came to satisfy his craving. This time it happened to be fried shrimp crackers. The black-haired man picked one and put it in his mouth. The sweet taste of the shrimp meat bloomed in his mouth as he bit into the crispy dough. He swallowed the slightly hot shrimp cake in a few bites. Before he could reach out to take another one, he heard the sound of a door slamming against the wall behind him. "Shugo, we...what are you doing?!" It was Matsuda Jinpei and the others! ...Aren't they at work today? Why did they suddenly come to the ward? ! And they caught one of them in the act! Tsukiyama paused, then slammed the table, pointed at Kasugawa Shugo and said angrily, "Don't you know that you can only drink porridge now? You actually stole some takeout!" As he spoke, the black-haired man grabbed a tissue, and since his back was facing the door, the two people who just came in couldn't see him, he quickly wiped off the oil stains on his hands and mouth, and then stuffed the oily tissue into the hands of the person opposite him. The person who was scolded widened his eyes and silently took the loot. Kasugawa Shugo still held an opened takeout box in his hand, which contained steaming shrimp crackers. The police officer who was facing the door and eating contraband was still holding a piece of fried food in his mouth. It can be regarded as an irresistible theft and gain. Although he had planned the drama of sacrificing the vest to preserve his stable image, but... the chestnut-haired man blinked his round honey-colored eyes, still feeling a moment of unspeakable grievance and speechlessness. Fearing that he would be exposed if he stayed here, and also being too embarrassed to participate in the subsequent campaign against Kasugawa Shugo, Tsukiyama Asari quickly asked Asuka Kiri to call him, and then pretended to have something to say, glared at the man with the takeaway box in his hand, and hurried away. Slip away, let Kasugawa Shugo face the next storm alone. As the door of the ward closed, there was only a kidnapped criminal and two gorilla policemen left in the ward. Matsuda Jinpei and Hagiwara Kenji looked at the shrimp cracker in Kasugawa Shugo's mouth, the takeaway box in one hand, the tissue in the other hand, and the dodgy look in his eyes. The veins on his forehead popped out. "Kasugawa Shugo--" He remembered that when Kasugawa Shugo was just admitted to the ward, he ran into Morobushi Kagemitsu, who was still in disguise, at the door. The guy who had been missing for more than seven years secretly called him to the corner of the corridor and told him about Kasugawa Shugo's previous act of stealing fried chicken takeaway in the ward, and warned him to keep a close eye on him and not let him do it again. Now, he dared to eat under their noses. Matsuda Jinpei clenched his fists, and a series of crisp sounds that made someone's scalp numb rang out in the ward. The man's voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, "You really can." Ten minutes later - in the spacious ward, the chestnut-haired police officer knelt on the ground with a pitiful expression. He supported the huge sign on his neck with words written by Matsuda Jinpei on his left and right. His head was severely punished by the gorilla's iron fist, and it was still painful. The man tried to widen his deceptive round eyes and muttered, "This can be regarded as hospital bullying..." "Shut up!" Kasugawa Shugo immediately made a zipper-like motion around his mouth, and with his eyes wide open, he shot a sweet look at the two of them.

The two ace officers of the Blast Department, whose defense indexes were full, were not affected at all.

Matsuda Jinpei's anger had subsided by half because of the violent act of punching the opponent on the head just now. Now he walked back and forth in the ward with a cold face, and then his eyes fell on the opponent's neck with a cardboard.

The chestnut-haired man still had a bandage around his neck that would soon be semi-permanent. He could speak, but because of the damage to his vocal cords, his voice was no longer as clear as before, and he didn't know if it could recover.

"You... do you want to piss me off to death?" He finally managed to say a sentence, but he didn't expect that Hagiwara Kenji, who had a serious face, laughed out loud when he heard his words, and his shoulders shook with laughter.

"Are you the old father who is worried about that guy, Jinpei?"

The joking words came into his ears, and Matsuda Jinpei turned around and shouted with gritted teeth, "You shut up too!"

Hagiwara Kenji Oki Kasugawa Shugo raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand and made a zipper motion at his mouth, and stopped talking.

"Shrimp crackers, can your throat eat shrimp crackers?"

Kasugawa Shugo straightened his back, clenched his fists and placed them on his knees. His chin was resting on the cardboard because of the movement of lowering his head, which looked a little funny. "Private massage."

Hagiwara Kenji leaned over and counted the shrimp crackers in the takeout box, and said, "There should be twelve pairs in it. So Shugo has already eaten one, right? I was wondering why you always leave most of the meal, it turns out that you secretly added more."

Kasugawa Shugo lowered his head again, "Private massage."

"If we hadn't happened to see you today, you were going to make your throat bleed again before you would stop, right?"

Kasugawa Shugo lowered his head again, "Private massage."

"Come to think of it, Shugo-chan seemed to like doing this kind of thing in the hospital before, eating fried chicken in the ward and stuff, really..."

"Private Marseille."

"Going to defuse bombs without wearing explosion-proof clothing, you're really an elite police officer..."

"Private Marseille."

As the two of them went over the past, Shugo Kasugawa felt like he wouldn't have to lift his head up for the rest of his life. He estimated that after today, "Private Marseille" would be engraved in his DNA.

After an unknown amount of time, Kenji Hagiwara finally calmed down. He lowered his head and took off the cardboard around Kasugawa Shugo's neck, saying helplessly, "If you don't like eating plain porridge and want to change your taste, just tell Tsukiyama and us... You actually ate this secretly in the ward, you didn't sneak out and buy it yourself, did you?"

Kasugawa Shugo, who had already stood up after the cardboard was taken off, almost He knelt down again as if by reflex, lowered his head and pitifully repeated "private masturbation", burying himself back into the soft blanket of the hospital bed. Just as he was about to retort, he remembered that he would be blamed by Tsukiyama Asari who escaped from the battlefield, so he could only grit his teeth and say, "Uh... Yeah, private masturbation."

Matsuda Jinpei sneered from a distance, obviously not prepared to forgive this habitual offender, "That's great."

"You have to order us to get a towel, but you actually have the energy to run two blocks away to buy illegal items." The man with medium-long hair was speechless when he heard this. He suppressed the little flame that had rekindled in his heart and wanted to give Kasugawa Shugo a slap on the face, but he didn't expect that the guy quickly shrank into the quilt, and the hand that was supposed to hit him on the head hit the soft pillow instead. "

Private Marseille."

The curly-haired man who had watched the whole process pushed his sunglasses, occupied the seat next to him, and stuffed the already warm shrimp cracker into his mouth without any hesitation, "Which store did you buy it from? It tastes good."

"Private Marseille."

"...You guys have not seriously reflected on your mistakes at all!!" The anger that Matsuda Jinpei had just suppressed surfaced again because of the other party's apology that was copied and pasted in the wrong place. The paper ball that was thrown out of his hand hit Kasugawa Shugo on the forehead.

The chestnut-haired officer was hit again on the head, which had already been beaten violently. He fell back into the blanket with a cry of "Ouch", "Private Ma... Wait, wait, don't do it!! This is not a conditioned reflex... No, no, no, I was really sincere when I apologized, and I am seriously reflecting on it!"

After saying that, he pitifully pinched the hand that was pulling his collar, not daring to meet the eyes of the curly-haired gorilla who stood up from the chair and grabbed his collar, looking like he wanted to punch him again. "Didn't I hit you just now? What if you hit my smart head stupid? I will definitely be kicked out of the General Affairs Office and can only work like Zero. Maybe I will have to be a waiter at the squad leader's wedding."

"Hmph, it's best to beat him silly." Although he said so, Matsuda Jinpei still let go of the other's hand, and his face looked a little colder than before. "If you're beaten silly, you won't be able to do these stupid things."

The chestnut-haired man who was released shrank back into the bed, thinking that he had said so many mistakes, and it would be best to just turn into a stress relief ball with "Private Marseille" written on the front, and be hit by two gorillas and everything would be over.

"Alright, alright, Xiao Zhenping." Hagiwara Kenji laughed beside him and trembled. He stuffed a rewarded shrimp cracker into the mouth of the young girl who sat back in the chair. "You really look like that sulking old father now..."

After saying that, he pretended not to notice his friend's threatening look, asking him to shut up. He dragged a chair to the bed and sat down, taking out the things they had in their hands when they came. "I brought you some food."

Kasugawa Shugo, who had been lying listlessly on the bed, suddenly had his eyes lit up. He quickly sat up and looked expectantly at the other person as he opened the overly small food box in front of him.

As soon as the lid was opened, a sweet peach smell filled the ward. He went over to take a look and found that it was peach puree, which didn't look good, but was expected to be delicious.

His throat was actually fine with softer fruits, except that it would hurt a little. He didn't expect that these two kitchen killers would chop the peaches he had been wailing for before into a puree that was suitable for the mouth and not burdensome to the throat. It seemed that there was something else added in it, and it smelled sweet.

My good friend from the same period is the best good friend from the same period in the world! Kasugawa Shugo's eyes were sparkling. He thanked in his heart for the "gift" from Shang Cang, these violent but actually nice gorillas. He was about to reach out for the spoon beside him...

but Hagiwara Kenji grabbed the spoon first and ate up the fruit pulp, which was not much to begin with, in a few bites. He did not forget to exclaim loudly at the end, "It tastes really good. Oh, Shugo, I thought you wouldn't be able to eat this after eating the shrimp crackers, so I solved it for you. You're welcome."

"......?"

Tao - mud -

he knew it!

Kasugawa Shugo was directly beaten into a blank line drawing by Hagiwara Kenji's behavior, and slowly lay back on the bed like a salted fish that had lost its soul. Seeing this, Matsuda Jinpei snorted in dissatisfaction from his nose, and it seemed that he was still trying to suppress the urge to go up and punch him.

Forget it, forget it.

Kasugawa Shugo shrank his head, trying to stay away from the angry gorillas, and finally pulled the quilt over himself, like trying to cover his ears and steal a bell.

For a peach paste, he couldn't let his precious head be hit three more times. It was more important to save his life, and it was better to turn a blind eye!

A burst of laughter came from the side instantly. Hagiwara Kenji smiled and grabbed the pale hospital quilt and pulled it down, "Are you an elementary school student? You hide in the quilt and sulk when you are unhappy."

"I'm not! Don't pull my quilt - don't pull it! Let go!"

The man with semi-long hair pulled it for a long time without caring, and finally pulled the quilt down with brute force, but he didn't expect to be faced with a pair of eyes full of tears. He was stunned, his hands still tightly holding the quilt, and his lips opened and closed several times before he could barely find his voice, "...crying?"

"You pulled my hair! Let go quickly, Hagiwara Kenji!"

"...Sorry, sorry." Hagiwara Kenji then realized that when he grabbed the quilt and pulled it down, he had pulled up the other person's curly hair that had grown a lot longer during his hospitalization. He didn't know how much hair the guy had lost in the process of pulling. "You have a lot of hair anyway, it doesn't matter if one or two hairs fall out."

"I'm just in case!" Kasugawa Shugo hurriedly rescued his hair from the other person's hands, and with physiological tears of pain, he rubbed the small patch of skin on his head that was affected by the hair and was still aching.

"Wow, you don't know, the senior in the General Affairs Office had serious hair loss, especially after the age of 40 or 50. Senior Takeda's hair fell out in clumps. I suspect he had a buzz cut just to avoid people noticing his hair loss..."

"You're quite a careful observer."

"Of course! Me...senior?!"

The man was stunned for a moment and looked outside the door. The person at the center of the conversation, Takeda Daiji with a buzz cut, was standing at the door of the ward. Like the two men just now, he was holding gifts in his hands, which looked like a bag of sweet and sticky candy.

Kasugawa Shugo quickly got up from the bed, knelt on the bed skillfully, put his hands on his knees, and shouted out the words that were already engraved in his DNA, "Private Marseille!"

The middle-aged man with a scar on his face looked at his artistic posture and asked in confusion, "Huh?"

"Haha..." The chestnut-haired man shook his head awkwardly, lay back down, and explained in a low voice, "Conditioned reflex, conditioned reflex."

What day is today? Why do two people come to his ward on weekdays?

As if to answer this doubt, after putting down the gifts in his hand, Takeda Daiji straightened his hair which had turned gray due to overwork, and said, "Don't be nervous for a while, just treat it as a routine checkup when you are in the team. It's nothing serious, just relax and chat with the other party."

"......Ah?" Kasugawa Shugo was a little confused. He looked down and saw that his senior had his hand on the back of his hand like a child who was told to leave home soon, and spoke as if he was trying hard not to irritate him. "What for a while?"

He pulled his hand away a little in confusion. His skin, which had been tanned from all the missions, quickly turned white again during the time of recuperation at home, and the purple needle holes on the back of his hand left by the intravenous drip became more and more conspicuous.

Senior Takeda's gaze paused for a moment on the back of his hand, then moved away. He turned to look at the other two people beside the bed and asked in surprise, "Didn't you tell him?"

"I did." Hagiwara Kenji spread his hands, and the smiling expression on his face just now was also put away, looking very serious, "I guess this guy selectively forgot it."

"It is also possible that he was really beaten stupid just now." Another person added.

...Huh? ?

Officer Kurifaki really didn't understand the current situation. He looked around and didn't understand why the atmosphere had turned into the three-judge trial that caused his head to suffer.

Recently, comics are revealing Toru Amuro's public security identity. The organization's laboratory has been in trouble one after another. Miyako Hatani has been collecting information and going on missions, which makes her much busier than usual. She has less energy to devote to her bedridden identity. Kasugawa Shugo either sleeps or eats every day, chatting with his friends who often visit him. He feels that he will soon degenerate from an elite policeman to a bed potato.

What is he talking about now?

He turned the thought over carefully in his mind, but he really couldn't think of anything special about today...except that his luck seemed to have plummeted to the bottom and he was caught doing a series of stupid things.

"You bastard..." Matsuda Jinpei felt that he would be pissed off by the man in front of him one day. He clenched and unclenched his fists, unclenched and clenched them again. In the end, it was Hagiwara Kenji who answered his question.

"Did you really forget? Didn't we agree to see a doctor today? This is your own business, but you don't care about it." ! ! He completely forgot about it!

He subconsciously wanted to get up from the bed and shout "Private Marseille!", but this action was quickly interrupted by the disgusted expressions of the two people. Matsuda Jinpei looked like he would rush up and punch himself twice if he heard this word again, which made the chestnut-haired man retract his head back into the quilt.

Takeda Daiji was originally a junior who took time out of work to take a look at the younger generation who was about to be taken for psychological counseling. Seeing that there were already people here, he thought that staying here would only prevent Kasugawa Shugo, a careless guy, from being punished by his friends, so he simply left.

"You... can you forget such a thing?" Hagiwara Kenji said unhappily. He glanced at the guy who covered his head again on the bed with his peripheral vision. He always felt that he could not do anything to forget this matter. He probably just made up an excuse.

"It's just a psychological consultation. What's there to be afraid of? A person with a clear conscience has nothing to fear. If you are really fine, would the doctor wrongly accuse you?"

Kasugawa Shugo curled his lips and said nothing.

He was really afraid of being "wrongly accused". He was a pseudonym and had a system. Although he lived in this world as a real person, he had many different concepts from them, such as the concept of death. In some other places, because of the cheating of system props, his attitude was also problematic in their eyes.

If he was really diagnosed with a self-destructive tendency that looked dangerous, he would have no chance to join the General Affairs Office or get mission points. He could only leave his job and go to work as a waiter at Tsukiyama Asari's place.

He really thought he had no problem, but after reading the comic about the cruise ship, his friend had already labeled him as "afraid of being abandoned" out of thin air. It was not impossible for him to have a mental illness!

Perhaps his tangled expression was too obvious, and the other two people's guess that he was "pretending not to know in order to escape inspection" was confirmed. Matsuda paused for a moment, looked at the bulging quilt on the bed, and walked over to put another inconspicuous lunch box on the bedside.

The sweet peach smell came out again. ! !

Kasugawa Shugo quickly jumped up from the bed. This time he successfully got the spoon. After putting the delicate peach puree into his mouth, he almost burst into tears, "It's delicious! Zhenping, my superman!"

I didn't expect that he actually prepared two servings!

Matsuda Jinpei shuddered and his face twisted because of his overly corny words, while Hagiwara Kenji pointed at himself and said, "I made this, but you only praise him? I'm so hurt--"

"Hagi, you're so awesome!" The chestnut-haired man spoke quickly, praising it with all the exaggerated words, and then put down the empty food box with satisfaction, "It tastes great, what else was added to it? Do you have a recipe? Send me one." "Uh

..." The smile on the long-black-haired man's face froze for a moment, and he turned his head away and said, "You can't cook, so I'll just send the recipe to Tsukiyama. Anyway, you'll let him cook it after you get it."

"That's true." Kasugawa Shugo was still savoring the taste of the magical peach puree until he saw Hagiwara Kenji take out his phone and subconsciously cover the screen. Then he felt something was wrong and couldn't help but lean over to take a look, but he was dodged.

"Huh?"

The chestnut-haired officer's radar quickly sounded, and he narrowed his eyes and asked a question in a dangerous way. He leaned over to see the screen, but after being blocked several times, he finally changed to snatching it directly.

"You are a robber!" Hagiwara Kenji quickly switched the phone to his other hand and used his right hand to block the other party's evil act of snatching the phone. Before he put the phone in a safe place, he heard the man "hiss" softly.

Damn! He still has a wound on his abdomen.

"Did you pull the wound?!" Thinking that his blocking action just happened to touch the wound on the opponent's body that had finally healed, the half-long-haired man hurriedly lowered his head and said with concern. Before his eyes fell on the opponent's abdomen that was tightly blocked by bandages and hospital gowns, he felt his hands empty. There was no trace of

the pain on Kasugawa Shugo's face. He smiled and shook the phone he had snatched in his hand, and said righteously, "This is called outsmarting."

After saying that, he lowered his head to look at the screen. After seeing a few large words on the front, his originally smug smile froze on his face.

On the screen of Hagiwara Kenji's mobile phone, there were a few large printed words on the cover of an e-book that was obviously the recipe he had just read.

"Baby Complementary Food Recipe"

Kasugawa Hiirago swore he saw peach puree in the catalog!

The author has something to say:

Thanks for reading, Happy Children’s Day ~

Hiiragi: Why am I the only one getting hurt!

Back! Kiss everyone hard. I just read the comments today and I want to reply to them all. But later on, because I reply too many verification codes, it gets weirder and weirder, and I may miss some treasures. I really love you so much (tremor)

sh finally returned home after the lockdown was lifted. Although he is still in isolation in the cabin, at least he is in the cabin of his hometown (nods)

Hehe, he changed the cover to a new one. I painted it because I couldn’t do anything else. It’s very sloppy but it should still be readable. Then I found the words in lowercase and a new cover was born!

The idea of ​​using a photo as the new cover came to me before going to bed one day. I wanted to change the cover, but I didn't know how to get all five people to appear. Finally, I thought of photos, but under what circumstances can the five of them appear in one photo in accordance with their personalities and plots

Finally, I came up with this idea: Shuugo, who can't show his face because of the plush headgear, Asari, who brought Xiao Mu to play with him, holding a photo of A Miao in his hand, and Mr. Suemitsu, who was in the background and was still full of energy and was carrying out a mysterious mission, was just taken in Hehe,

now everyone is here (proudly akimbo)

Ikegawa Na (the forum violent words are pre-collected~) The manuscript is out and is in the book [Zhu Jian Za Tan]. If you are interested, you can go to the homepage to have a look~

Next is a really sweet hot spring trip!