Chapter 51

A few more lights outside the room were turned on, and the dim light shone in through the half-open door, allowing Amamiya Keisei to barely see Tsushima Shuji's appearance at the moment.

The boy had a white bandage wrapped around his head and gauze on his face. Perhaps because of the injury or the lack of light, his face looked particularly pale and his lips and cheeks were bloodless. The wrist that had just been grabbed by Amamiya Reizo was also tied with a bandage. Red blood was oozing out of it, but this was only the injury that Tsushima Shuji could see on his appearance. Amamiya Reizo had no idea if there were more injuries under his clothes.

The young man had just woken up, and now he felt a surge of air rushing straight into his head, almost making him dizzy again. He tightened his hands, feeling the wetness of his palms, and spoke with difficulty: "Who is it?"

He had been away for more than three months, so why was Tsushima Shuji injured? Was he forced to carry out a dangerous mission? Was he in danger because his supernatural power was too rare? Who caused Tsushima Shuji to be injured?

Amamiya Raisei couldn't help but recall the information he had seen before about the leader of the Port Mafia, Dazai Osamu. He suddenly felt dizzy, and his stomach, which had not been completely repaired, churned violently. The smell of blood rushed up his throat and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

This was obviously different from the previous vomiting of blood. Seeing the young man curled up in pain on the bed, Tsushima Shuji was about to explain, but the words he wanted to say were stuck. He turned around and shouted, "Hurry up and find a doctor!!"

When Amamiya Ruisei woke up again, Tsushima Shuji was sitting quietly beside the bed, looking at him with a timid look, and whispered: "Sir, you are awake? How do you feel?"

The pain that had accompanied him for so many years was already too familiar to be more familiar. Anyway, he would not die for a while, so Amamiya Ruisei did not care about how he felt and asked directly: "Shuji-kun, what's wrong with your injuries?"

Tsushima Shuji opened his mouth, looked down at the wound on his wrist that had been bandaged again, and said vaguely: "It was just an accident. The wound is not deep. It was just recently injured and has not healed yet, so it bleeds when touched."

After a moment of silence, Amamiya Raisei said, "Please ask Chief Taneda to come over. I will ask him in person."

"It was really just an accident. I took good care of the wound." Tsushima Shuji whispered to explain, and then said, "Chief Taneda is on his way. He was busy with something important just now. And Ango, sir, who else do you want to see? You can call them all over."

"Then I want to meet the person who hurt you, is that okay?"

“…”

Tsushima Shuji paused and said, "He's dead."

The boy pursed his lips and looked directly into Amamiya Keisei's eyes, as if to prove the credibility of his words.

Amamiya Leisei closed his eyes with a headache and said weakly, "I see. I understand." The wounds on his body were indeed caused by others, but were all the wounds caused by others? Not necessarily.

But Tsushima Shuji refused to stop.

"Yes." Tsushima Shuji nodded. He hesitated for a while and then spoke hesitantly, "Sir, I have something to tell you."

"…What is it?"

"I have awakened my supernatural powers, and I am no longer qualified to be a human."

When he said this, Tsushima Shuji's tone became much lighter: "You can invalidate other people's superpowers through contact. Sir, hasn't your superpower been bothering you for a long time? Now I may be able to help you."

As he spoke, he became depressed again: "The doctor just came to check and said that your health is worse than before. Your physical data has directly slipped back to the state of serious illness before. I don't know how long it will take before you can move freely and healthily, and it's because of the supernatural power... I will find a way to restore your health as soon as possible."

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Amemiya Ruisheng looked a little dazed.

Even though he had learned about Tsushima Shuji's ability from the system, it was still different to hear it from the other person himself. But now he didn't care about the progress of the mission at all, and instead couldn't help but associate the boy's injuries with this ability.

He reached out and gently held Tsushima Shuji's fingers.

"Sir?" Tsushima Shuji was stunned for a moment, and simply hugged Amamiya Raiyu's cool fingertips with his slightly warm palms. He lowered his head and looked at the two people's hands, and said softly, "Captain Taneda told me that my superpowers are very useful, which has led to my increasing importance in the Superpower Special Service Department. Stupid Ango can't even compare to me now, but these don't matter to me. It would be great if I could help you. You are so powerful, you will definitely become more and more powerful..."

"And then?"

Amamiya Leisheng spoke hoarsely: "Help me, and then what?"

Tsushima Shuji was dumb.

"And then, just like your supernatural power, disappear from this world?"

The young man grabbed Tsushima Shuji's wrist with his backhand. This time his movements were very light, almost tenuous. He gently stroked the white bandages with his fingertips. The bandages bound the wounds and seemed to fix the boy there.

"No, sir!"

Tsushima Shuji was a little emotional: "I didn't - this, this is really an accident. The wound on my hand was caused by the scratch when the glass was broken."

"The one on my face was scratched by a branch, and the one on my forehead was hit by running too fast. I just—"

"You just don't care whether you get hurt or not, right?" Amamiya Rai said, "Just like you went to Raibo Street alone before, these were also caused by one person's actions, right? Because you don't care, so if you get hurt, you get hurt, even if you die, it doesn't matter, right?"

Tsushima Shuji lowered his eyes.

Amamiya Reizo sat up with one hand on the bed, leaned forward towards Tsushima Shuji, gently lifted the boy's hair, sighed deeply, and called out, "Tsushima Shuji."

"……yes."

He asked in his gentlest voice: "Does it hurt?"

Tsushima Shuji raised his eyes suddenly and met Amamiya Raisei's eyes: "Mr. Amamiya...?"

Amamiya Raisei asked again, "Does it hurt? If it hurts, you can act cute to the adults."

The boy's eyes were empty. He mumbled a few unclear syllables, and after a while he said, "It hurts."

Yu...

evening……

Tsushima Shuji looked aggrieved: "I hate pain."

The young man sighed helplessly, put his arm around the boy's back, and held him in his arms: "Okay, I'll forgive you this time. I'm awake now, and I won't let you get hurt by acting alone again."

The boy hummed twice, then said, "I see... Then sir, can you agree with what I just said?"

"What is it?"

"Just to study my supernatural powers. I have already promised Commander Taneda that if I can produce some results, maybe I can help you solve the problem of supernatural powers." Tsushima Shuji felt the hand on his back getting stronger and stronger, and his voice stopped.

Amamiya Reisei lowered his voice, his tone sounding like he was gritting his teeth: "Say it again? Are you going to participate in the research of another special power agency, or study yourself?"