Chapter 194 Tomorrow's Blossom

On the hospital bed thousands of miles away, Kasugawa Shugo suddenly felt a chill.

He struggled to get up from the soft mattress in the ward, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Tsukiyama Asari sitting in the chair beside the bed, deep in thought.

So the chestnut-haired man swayed over on the bed, and brought his head, which was still swollen and painful due to lack of sleep, to the side of the man beside the bed. He lay on the bed in a mess, looking like he completely regarded the ward as his own home.

Tsukiyama Asari moved the virtual screen he was watching to the side a little when the other party came over. He stretched out his hand, which was only a thin layer of surface compared to the other party, and put his fingertips on the man's temples and gently massaged them.

On the forum interface in front of the two people, the comic has been serialized to the point where Jinpei Matsuda found Morobushi Kagemitsu behind the fence. However, the people they thought of who had waited all night outside the orphanage were different.

But no matter who it was, the knife would still fall here in the end, either stabbing himself or stabbing the vest, there was no difference.

Kasugawa Shugo had completely given up, thinking that since he couldn't avoid it, he might as well accept the care of his rare friends of the same period.

But... looking at the black and white comics on the virtual panel, the halo of fatherly love that seemed to appear at any time above the heads of those people, the chestnut-haired police officer felt that this "friend care" probably had to be put in quotation marks.

He yawned and decided to put everything aside for the future. Just as he was about to curl up in the quilt and have a good sleep, he heard footsteps approaching from afar, and they were getting heavier.

The man frowned, and the relaxed expression on his face due to sleepiness retreated in a split second. A cold light flashed in his eyes. On the one hand, he thought it was impossible for someone to come to his house with such loud footsteps at this time, and on the other hand, he became more alert and reached under the pillow, but he didn't expect to touch nothing.

Kasugawa Shugo was stunned for a moment, carefully lifted the soft pillow and looked down, but there was no shadow of the familiar ** underneath.

The chestnut-haired policeman looked at the empty bed for a long time, and then he suddenly remembered that his penis had probably been taken off when he was changed into the hospital gown, and it should be kept in the general affairs office now. He patted his furry head and sighed. Sure enough, sleeping for a long time can easily make people's minds unclear. However, his hands did not stop moving at all. He just reached to the side and found a not-so-sharp fruit knife and hid it under his sleeve.

Tsukiyama paused for a while, still lying on the bed in a dozing posture, secretly observing the movements outside.

The heavy footsteps stopped outside. The man did not come in directly, but hesitated at the door. Kasugawa Shugo's originally locked brows loosened a little, and thus came up with another greater possibility.

"Ahem...Senior?" the man leaning against the hospital bed spoke. His voice was not loud, but it was particularly obvious in the quiet ward.

The figure outside swayed, and simply stopped waiting and pushed the door open.

Just as he guessed, it was indeed Takeda Daiji who had not been here. After just one night of not seeing each other, he looked very tired, as if he had not slept all night. The

dark circles under his eyes were so heavy that even Kasugawa Shugo, a model worker, could not help but look sideways. Wow, it looks scary. The former model worker pouted and secretly moved the dark circles under his senior's eyes to under his own eyes, wanting to see what he looked like in other people's eyes when he was performing tasks day and night.

"How's your leg?"

Takeda Daiji took a few steps towards the junior he had been leading for more than seven years. The first thing he saw was the black-haired man sleeping on the bed, so he lowered his voice, and his originally heavy footsteps became much lighter.

"The doctor said it's nothing." Kasugawa Shugo smiled at the other party with his eyes tilted, "I've wasted a few months of vacation again. The other seniors must be jealous of me."

"Don't be so rude." Officer Takeda frowned, and his expression relaxed a lot because of the other party's lively appearance. There was no one around, and the officer's usual stern look faded a lot. He just reached out and poked the chestnut-haired man's forehead lightly, his eyes fell on the other's side face that still had red marks, and quickly retracted his eyes, "What are you jealous of? Are you jealous that you were caught by the drug dealer's accomplice you arrested before?"

"Did you catch the person?" Hearing the other party talking about work, the chestnut-haired police officer immediately put away his smiling attitude, stood up and said seriously. He casually put his coat that was about to slip off Tsukiyama Chori and signaled his senior to speak more quietly, "Is it the drug dealer we caught in that county before?"

"Yes, the drugs are all from the same batch." The man who sent the drug dealer found in the factory to the interrogation room overnight yesterday had a barely perceptible fear in his tone. He looked at the needle hole on Kasugawa Shugo's neck that was particularly obvious because of the purple bruises around it, and sighed, "Fortunately, the one I injected you was not that... You know the power of that drug."

Hearing this, Kasugawa Shugo couldn't help but reach out and touch his neck. The place where the drug was injected was swollen. He felt a slight sting, "It's just a tube of glucose, it's nothing. Yesterday, seniors, you..."

He said this and suddenly fell silent. This matter is not easy to decide. If Takeda Daiji has not thought about what to do, saying this is a bit forcing people to make a decision quickly, so the man simply swallowed the words in his mouth, reached out and picked up a box of fruit that Tsukiyama Chaori had cut slowly before, and motioned for the other party to eat some.

The sophomore Takeda saw it funny. He felt that the other party's behavior was a bit like his nephew who couldn't speak smoothly. Every time he went to visit, he would hold up the snack plate and pull on his sleeve to say the words "Uncle, eat" with difficulty.

But he didn't have the heart to eat the fruit now. He just picked a grape and held it in his hand. His expression was more serious than before. "...The body is in the morgue of the General Affairs Department Hospital. You can take him back anytime."

"...Okay. Thank you, sir..."

"And here's this, take a look." Takeda Daiji interrupted the other party's unfinished thank you and handed over a thin stack of information in his hand. "This is the recommendation information for a multinational cooperation mission half a month ago. This mission is mainly the responsibility of the public security. Because it involves a case related to illegal drugs, we have to temporarily send a few of the best people over."

He saw the confused expression of his junior and continued to talk to himself. "Originally, I had to fill out the information these two days, so I didn't have time to give it to you. Take a look at it yourself. If you don't want to go, take a good rest and come back when your leg is healed."

"...Come back?" Kasugawa Shugo didn't listen to what he just said for a long time. He just knew that he didn't have to give up his job to work as a waiter with Amuro Toru. He blinked, looked up at his senior, and said carefully, "Can I... go back?"

"Why can't I come back?" Takeda Daiji casually patted his head, "Of course, you can't come back before your leg is healed, so stay in the ward. If you make trouble again, I will make you run around the General Affairs Office every day."

"But, I, he..." The chestnut-haired man didn't relax much because of the other party's tone. He stared blankly and stuttered, "...It was a hired soldier."

"I didn't see any hired soldiers." The man pursed his lips and remembered what he saw on the rooftop yesterday. The man still maintained the posture of protecting people under his body and propped up all the collapsed objects with his shoulders. He felt mixed emotions for a while, "I only saw a father."

Kasugawa Shugo stared at the other party in a daze.

"Have a good rest, I'll come again in the afternoon." Takeda Daiji said. He stood up and even before he had time to turn around, he heard his junior speak with a slightly nasal tone.

"Senior, do you have a pen?"

"Yes." The man responded subconsciously, and pulled out the pen he always carried with him from his chest pocket, and handed it to the person on the bed. Before he could figure out what the other party wanted the pen for, he saw the troublesome guy directly press the pen tip, spread the documents on the table and signed.

"You?!" Takeda Daiji was stunned, and when the other party just signed two strokes, he quickly snatched the pen from him. He knocked Kasugawa Shugo's head hard, and his voice was a little higher, "Sign without reading it?"

"This is not a contract of sale." The chestnut-haired police officer covered his head and smiled at the other party, "Could it be that the senior will secretly sell me?"

"You bastard." Officer Takeda looked at him and swallowed. "You know how dangerous this mission is. Don't you think about it carefully? If I must say, out of selfishness, I really don't want you to go."

Kasugawa Shugo looked down at the information in his hand and was almost certain that this was the mission his two public security friends had been pursuing, that huge entity whose whereabouts were finally revealed after a lot of investigation by the public security and FBI.

"If it's not me who goes, someone else will go. It makes no difference." The chestnut-haired man smiled. "And I'm willing to do it. Didn't you let me choose? Why are you holding me back now that I'm about to sign?"

"...you." Takeda Daiji looked at him solemnly. "Don't think about others. Just ask yourself, do you really want to go? Do you know how dangerous it is? If..." There was

a hint of guilt in the man's eyes. He didn't know if he had made the right choice to follow the procedure and ask the other party whether he wanted to go. He also didn't know if he had made the right choice to keep it a secret so that he could continue to be a policeman. Maybe if he hadn't hidden anything, this junior whom he valued the most could return home safely. Although he couldn't become a policeman, at least he could live a long life and be safe.

"I know. That's why I want to go." Kasugawa Shugo looked up at him, "It's my responsibility."

"Even if you die? You just..."

Takeda Daiji said, suppressing his complicated emotions. He returned the pen to the other party, looked at the pair of bright eyes, and took back the words he wanted to say. At this time, Kasugawa Shugo stood up from the bed. He reached out to take the pen handed over by the other party. His standing posture was no different from when he handed in the job application to Takeda Daiji, whom he met for the first time seven years ago.

'Have you really decided to join the General Affairs Office? Our work is different from other departments. Have you really considered it? The tasks of the General Affairs Office are...'

'I will never give up.'

"I will never give up."

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