Chapter 127
Fushigawa Minoru shut up, turned around, and went to the ward by himself while being "surrounded" by several medical staff who wanted to help him but didn't dare to.
Seeing the young man exuding an air of "I'm the coolest" even when he only showed them his back, Butterfly Kanae withdrew her gaze. She rubbed the head of the girl hugging her and said helplessly, "Is Ah Xi happy now?"
"It's just barely acceptable." Qingxi curled her lips, "Sister Kanae, you know I'm not a willful person, it's just that what Mr. Busikawa said was a bit too unpleasant.
One of us is a doctor and the other is a patient. We just met yesterday. Do you know what he said? "
As a "regular" at the Butterfly House, and because of his fierce appearance, he scared the other timid medical staff in the Butterfly House and they dared not treat his injuries, so in the end he had to do it himself every time. Butterfly Kanae knew Fuzugawa Minoru's character too well. She smiled lightly and said nothing, quietly listening to the girl next to her complaining to her.
"He started by telling Yaoyan I was a burden and told her not to bring me out so late at night," Qingxi said disdainfully. "Don't you think about it? If someone truly had no self-protection skills, who would be so foolish as to fly around in the sky rescuing people in the middle of the night with no safety guarantees... Sister Kanae, if you ever want to get married, don't marry a man like that. He'll drive you crazy."
Musashi, who had not walked far and whose hearing was good enough to hear the conversation between the two people behind him clearly, paused in his steps and turned around abruptly amid the frightened cries of several medical staff.
You little bitch, either say it to my face or say it where I can't hear you. How come you say bad things about others behind my back but let me hear you?
She did it on purpose. She definitely did it on purpose to annoy people.
Sensing a burning gaze on him, as if to burn through him, Qingxi pretended not to know and continued, "He's also sharp-tongued and has a bad temper. But Iguro has been a friend for a long time, after all. I can tolerate him teasing me, but we're not close to Mr. Busikawa, so that's really rude of him."
This statement is a bit too much.
Butterfly Kanae thought amusingly in her heart.
Speaking of Mr. Iguro's temper, to be honest, it's not much better than Mr. Fuzugawa's.
Moreover, the way he spoke made people hate him. She didn't believe that Ah Xi had been talking to her in a good mood when they first met.
The reason she is like this now is probably because she is angry with Mr. Fushigawa and glorifies Mr. Iguro.
He is really skilled at pulling and stepping on things.
"Mr. Yaken hasn't come back yet, right? Don't you want Jiro to go pick him up?" To stop the girl in her arms from continuing to provoke Mr. Busei, Kanae Kocho changed the subject and said to her.
Sure enough, when it was mentioned that there was someone waiting for Jiro in the suburbs to pick him up, Kiyoki put aside her childish behavior of putting eye drops on Fushigawa Minoru at Kocho Kanae's place. She turned to Jiro and first comforted him with words like "thank you for your hard work", "you've lost weight and are tired", "I'll give you a snack when I come back", etc. Finally, when she saw that her big crow's feathers had been smoothed, she urged it to go and pick up Yagen Toshiro.
"Aki, do you want to stay today?" asked Kocho Kanae. "In three days, the semiannual meeting will be held, and Mr. Beimingyu will also be here.
And lately, Chijuro has been coming here every day off. Although he doesn't say it, he seems to miss you, Aki. "
The words she was about to reject the other party's proposal turned around in her mouth and were swallowed back. She asked curiously, "Chijuro? But sometimes we ask Jiro to deliver letters."
Kocho Kanae tilted her head and thought for a moment, "Maybe it's because some things written in a letter aren't as formal as saying them face to face.
I always feel like Senjuro seems to want to talk to you about something, but you seem very hesitant."
Qingxi imitated Kanae Kocho and tried to figure out what had happened to Chijuro that he couldn't tell his parents or his brother, and so could only tell her as an "outsider". However, after she went through the contents of the recent letters between the two of them in her mind, she still couldn't find anything, so she finally gave up.
"Then I'll stay here for a few days." She said hesitantly.
"That's great." Kanae Kocho clapped her hands and the smile on her face became extremely bright.
Seeing that smile, Qingxi's heart skipped a beat, and she had a vague bad feeling.
But before she could react, Butterfly Kanae took her hand and walked towards the backyard of the Butterfly House. Until she saw the figure with long black hair tied into a ponytail on one side, standing there quietly blowing bubbles, an idiom popped up in Qingxi's mind - it was just as she expected.
"If Aki has time these days, can you take care of Kanae?" Butterfly Kanae asked. "Although a quiet Kanae is nice, but Shinobu and I don't have much time to accompany her. Please ask the other people in the Butterfly House... But she's not as lively as when Aki was with Kanae."
A row of question marks appeared on Qingxi's forehead.
Kanao is still the same Kanao who can't speak without relying on coins.
And what do you mean it becomes lively when you carry it with you?
No matter what you say, Sister Kanae, you just want to find a random excuse to leave that little taciturn person to yourself.
This is oppression! It’s oppression against me!
Qingxi had a lot to complain about, but facing the look of "please" in the other person's eyes, she couldn't say the words. After a long while, she nodded with difficulty.
Feeling that she had entrusted someone with a very important matter, Kanae Kocho happily went to do her own thing, leaving the two girls, who were one year apart in age, staring at each other.
"I'm going to bed soon. Remember to eat all of these today, Kanao." Qingxi yawned and stuffed some food into Kanao's arms.
A large bottle of milk, beef jerky, dried fruits and vegetables, tea eggs...
She compared her own head with the other person's, and then muttered, "I think the milk I drank for half a year is still effective. Chana, your height has gone from being more than a head shorter than mine to only half a head shorter now...Okay, while I'm in the Butterfly House, let's continue to make up."
Butterfly Chanahu has a smile on her face, and MMP in her heart
She knew this would happen.
...It's like this almost every time. Whenever Ah Xi comes over, he will be stuffed with lots of food.
Although the food and snacks that Ah Xi took out were delicious, there were too many of them, really too many.
Moreover, she herself could not notice whether her height had increased significantly, but she could tell that her weight was increasing rapidly when she found that her clothes suddenly could not fit into her one day.
Looking at Kurika Ryokanai who couldn't say a word no matter what she said, Qingxi sighed, skillfully took out a coin from her pocket, tossed it into the air and caught it, then secretly took a look at it herself to make sure it was the side with words on it, and then she stretched out her hand to show her.
In this way, the other party will be willing to speak.
"There's too much food. I can't finish it all by myself." The girl's sweet voice rang out like wind chimes, falling into the ears of others.
"Then let's find Aoi to share it with," Qingxi said without hesitation. However, she added, "Aoi is a year older than Kanao, but she doesn't look very tall. She should drink more milk... No, I should say that the pressure and goals of life make the female members of the Demon Slayer Corps look not very tall."
She yawned again. "Anyway, remember to eat and don't skimp on it, because, Chana, I've already prepared tomorrow's portion."
Li Hua Luo Xiang Nai called out: "..."
She returned the coin to the other party and said, "I'm going to go wash up and rest first. When Jiro brings Yaken back later, please tell him that I will be staying here for a few days."
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"Sister Axi, when did you come to the Butterfly House?"
As usual, Rengoku Chijuro would come to the Butterfly House when school was on vacation. Sometimes, if there was a shortage of staff and it was particularly busy, he would stay and help for a while.
However, he didn't expect that he would really see someone when he came to take a look this time.
Next to the crow house, Qingxi was holding a basin in his hand.
Ever since the task of breeding mutant crows was completed, the crow house here has been empty.
However, occasionally, the crows that she had fed here would fly back to take a look or rest in their free time.
If Qingxi happened to live here like now, she would generously take out ingredients from her gourmet backpack and make a delicious meal for them, but if she happened to live with Xingming, they would not be able to have a delicious meal.
Of course, there are also some crows that, as long as they have nothing to do and are willing to "not mind the hardship", will fly to the crow house in Xingming's house, hurriedly eat a delicious meal made by Qingxi, and then hurriedly leave.
Looking at the boy running towards her with a bright smile on his face, as if he had seen a friend he hadn't seen for many years, Qingxi stood there waiting for him.
After the other party stood still, she smiled and said, "I just came here the morning before yesterday."
"Want to have lunch together?" She pointed to the kitchen. "It's hot, I made cold noodles."
The time when Rengoku Chijuro came was a little tricky. It was between breakfast and lunch. If he came here on a normal day off, if he didn't see the person he wanted to see here at this time, he would go to the Butterfly House to see if there was anything he could help with. If there was, he would stay for a while. If not, he would go home.
Generally speaking, if he helped here, the medical staff at Butterfly House would warmly invite him to stay and have lunch before leaving. However, today, it was a little early for the meal, but he still accepted Qingxi's invitation.
"Chijuro, do you have something to ask me?"
Sitting in a corridor with a slight breeze, the two of them sat in a row and ate cold noodles.
Qingxi took a sip of the sour cold soup and a bite of the refreshing cucumber shreds before asking.
Purgatory Chijuro, who had no appetite due to the hot summer, was completely whetted by the sour and fresh cold soup. He slurped the cold noodles happily until the girl reminded him. Then he seemed to remember something and became shy again.
"Sister Axi, how did you know I wanted to find you?" he asked curiously.
"That's what Kanae told me," she said. "She said that lately you've been coming to Butterfly House every time school has a holiday. You never did that before."
"Have you started writing the article? Or have you already written it and want to show it to me?" she asked speculatively.
Rengoku Chijuro's eyes gradually widened, "Ah, Sister Axi, how did you know this again?"
"Since Sister Kanae said you seemed to have something to talk to me about, I've been thinking about it for the past two days, and it seems to be this one." Qingxi shrugged. "So I just made a wild guess."
"Hey! Has Senjuro already had the idea to start writing or has he already finished writing it?" she asked.
"Well, I did write a little... I originally wanted to show it to Aki-san..." Rengoku Chijuro lowered his head, his cheeks flushed. He couldn't meet the girl's gaze, so he stared intently at the bowl of cold noodles he was holding. "But then I took another look at it and thought it was terrible, so I didn't write it in the letter I was chatting with Aki-san."
Qingxi put down the half-eaten bowl and stretched out her hand to him, "As for articles, if you never write, you won't know what your writing will be like. If you write but don't show it to others, you will never know whether your article is good or bad in the eyes of others.
So, Chijuro, you have to let people see you!
What do they think after reading your article?
Do you think it's well-written, average, or just plain crap?
In my opinion, these are things that anyone who wants to become a literary giant should experience.”
"Let me continue to use myself as an example." Qingxi patted his chest.
"By the way, you and Kyojuro always come to me when you have troubles, and I always use myself as an example. Isn't that a bit too much?
"I always feel like I'm using the experience I've learned from my own 'failed life' to guide you two newcomers to avoid making the same mistakes I did." She muttered, then said, "Do you know who drank the first batch of wine I brewed? What kind of comment did they give me?"
Seeing that the boy's attention was drawn to her and that he seemed to be getting more and more drunk the more he listened, she said, "You are a wine connoisseur who is somewhat well-known in the world. You said of your first brew: 'If I had 1,000 yen, I wouldn't use it to buy your wine. Your wine is only worth 10 yen. No, it might not even be worth 10 yen.'"
You know what? I almost keeled over when I heard that comment.
"What happened next?"
Rengoku Chijuro never knew that Sister Aki had encountered such a thing before. What would he do if he were in Sister Aki's position and encountered such a thing?
He would probably feel angry and ashamed because the wine he brewed with great effort was criticized by a wine lover as worthless, and he would want to find a hole in the ground to bury himself and put an end to it all.
However, seeing how Sister Axi was now, his intuition told him that Sister Axi definitely had a different way of dealing with the situation, so he asked eagerly, wanting to know the subsequent results.
"And then..." Qingxi saw that the other person was lost in his story and probably wouldn't remember to show him her article for a while, so she picked up her half-eaten bowl of cold noodles and continued slurping. "With a thick-skinned mentality that no one else can be embarrassed as long as I don't feel embarrassed, I kept improving the original wine. Whenever I made a small change, I shamelessly asked the wine lover to taste it. I kept doing this, changing it a little, asking him to taste it, changing it a little more, and giving it to him again, until he said, 'If I had 1,000 yen, I would spend it all on your wine.'"
Rengoku Chijuro was stunned: "Just like that?"
"That's it." Qingxi said.
Rengoku Chijuro looked conflicted. "Will that drunkard find you annoying, Sister Aki? Will he curse you out of frustration? Or even hit you?"
"He'll definitely scold me," Qingxi said matter-of-factly. "After all, the wine I brew is cheap stuff he can buy for just 8 or 9 yen. Who can stand letting a drunkard drink such low-quality wine?"
"But..." Qingxi's eyes showed a trace of nostalgia, and the smile on his face was also a little cunning, "After all, he is a person who will accept any wine as long as it is offered. Even if it is low-quality wine brought by others, he will still curse after drinking it.
Since he accepted everyone, and I didn't have the money to find a better sommelier to make more objective comments on my wine, I just decided to take advantage of him.
Besides, even if he yells at me, it won't make me lose a few pieces of meat, so why should I hit him?"
Rengoku Chijuro's eyes were small, and he murmured as if he were in a dream: "Is it really possible to be like this?"
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