"It doesn't hurt anywhere." Yukimura shook his head to comfort the others. He looked at Bunta and smiled at him. Bunta smiled back at Yukimura.
The doctor came to the ward and suggested that I be hospitalized first. The preliminary results showed that some data were abnormal and a detailed examination was needed to determine the condition.
Bunta stared at Yukimura's face in a trance. Yukimura also collapsed at this time in the first week, but he was not admitted to the hospital until December. The boy, who was less than fourteen years old, was afraid to hear that the success rate of the operation was less than 30%, so he backed off and chose conservative treatment.
He had been in the hospital for over half a year, watching him gradually dwindle from a healthy, athletic teenager, and every time he came to see him he would bring cakes that Yukimura could eat, and he had specifically asked the doctor to make them at home.
It was not until the Kanto Tournament that Yukimura had to undergo surgery and was put on the operating table.
Before he collapsed, he had no symptoms. He held a glimmer of hope that maybe he wouldn't get sick in the second round. Why was that?
Yukimura's mother came rushing over, but Yukimura's father was abroad and couldn't come back for a while. Yukimura smiled and comforted his tearful mother.
It was getting dark. Yukimura's sister was still young and was staying at home with the nanny. Yukimura asked his mother to go home to accompany his sister as he had nothing to do here.
Yukimura also asked the Sanadas to go back. The Sanadas looked at Karasuma Gaki and then at Yukimura, "I have something to say to Gaki."
"Okay, Jingshi, you should get some rest!" Sanada and his friends left.
Yukimura stood up and went to the window, staring out in a daze. What is the organization? Barolo and Cognac are both names of wines. Does the Agaki family have a wine-making industry?
Karasuma Gaki sat on a chair and looked at Yukimura who was staring out the window in a daze, without disturbing him.
“Barolo...”
Karasuma Gaki's face turned pale. Yukimura turned around and looked at him. Seeing that he looked unhappy, he lowered his voice and asked, "Is that your nickname?"
"..." He heard the conversation between him and Cognac in the car. He was careless.
"Can't you tell me?" Agaki is a very contradictory person, enthusiastic and cold. Yukimura knows that Karasuma Gaki has a secret that he is hiding from everyone, and he shouldn't have explored it. He doesn't know if it's because of his illness that he suddenly becomes willful, so he wants to ask.
"......" Karasuma Gaki remained silent. He could not tell anyone about the organization.
"Can I join?" Seeing Karasuma Gaki's silent and slightly serious face, Yukimura couldn't help but want to tease him.
"...How much did you hear?" He didn't talk much with Cognac.
"Not much." Yukimura turned around and walked back to the bed and sat down, facing Karasuma Gaki.
"Aichi... I'm not a good person." Karasuma Gaki leaned over and gently laid on Yukimura's legs, his voice as soft as a mosquito's hum.
Yukimura touched his head and said, "When you accept me, you can tell me later. I will always stand by your side." He hoped that they could move forward side by side.
Karasuma Gaki looked up and stared into Yukimura's eyes for a long time, "I'm a bad guy, Seiichi."
Yukimura looked at him with a smile but said nothing.
"I..." I have been to quite a few people, but I dare not say it.
Karasuma Gaki stood up and walked to the window, staring out in a daze. After he graduates from junior high school, he will probably part ways with the tennis club. He may not play tennis with them anymore. The heir of the Karasuma Group cannot be idle.
He is about to take over the organization, and his opponent is the world's protagonist detective with a strong aura.
He wants to develop an organization and oppose the so-called righteous and red forces. He is an outlaw.
Yukimura sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the somewhat lonely back of Karasuma Gaki, clenching his fists, feeling that he would leave and he would never be able to find him again.
He stood up and walked over to him, holding Karasuma Gaki's wrist, and asked seriously, "Can I join?"
Karasuma Gaki's hands trembled, he sighed, and pulled Yukimura back to the bed, "I have sand dubbed many people."
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