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(1)
California Qingguang felt that it was better to live alone. Why, because he was always surrounded by misfortune.
When his young memories began, he was chased and killed by a group of people in strange costumes, holding an "innate" Japanese sword, and hiding in the hospital morgue in despair. Hungry and cold, he fell into a deep sleep.
When he woke up, he was already lying in a clean hospital bed.
"There are no wounds on the body, it seems that there is only some malnutrition?where does this blood come from......" was a man's voice, and California Qingguang sat up from the bed reflexively, and the needle on the drip in his hand was also ripped open.
"Shhh
"Hey, don't move!" the man pressed California Qingguang. "You have to listen to the doctor in the hospital, you know?"
Xiao Qingguang quieted down, and the man carefully re-fixed the needle.
"Hospital?" Kiyomitsu repeated. In fact, he didn't know what a hospital was, and it was completely intuitive to hide in a morgue.
"Yes, it's a hospital. The man patted Qingguang's head and said gently, but he was not so much a "man" as a childish "teenager".
"You fell asleep in the hospital morgue, did you run in for fun?"
Kiyomitsu squinted at the windowsill, and the Japanese knife he had been holding was fine.
This person is probably not credible yet.
Seeing that Qingguang didn't react, the man was right when he didn't wake up.
"My name is Soji Okita, and I'm the doctor here. If you have anything you want me to help you with, just let me know. Okita smiled, and he stood up from the side of the bed and patted Kiyomitsu's head again. "For example, looking for mom and dad or something. ”
(2)
Soji Okita didn't expect that he would become the guardian of California Kiyomitsu. But it seems good to have such a caring brother.
When he first saw Kiyomitsu in the hospital, he was still six or seven years old, with a Japanese knife about the height of him in his hand, his clothes were in tatters, and his neckline was mottled with blood.
Okita only felt that his heart was tight, and he didn't care about thinking about the question of "how could there be a living person lying on the hospital bed in the morgue", so he hurriedly rushed to his department with Qingguang in his arms.
"I don't have parents," Kiyomitsu tugged at Okita's white coat, "someone is going to arrest me." ”
His voice was unusually calm, not at all like that of a bullied child.
Kiyomitsu looked up, and his crimson eyes collided with Okita's gaze.
The air froze.
Three days later, Kiyomitsu followed him to Okita's house.
"I can do anything, please take me. ”
(3)
Soji Okita discovers that Kiyomitsu is simply a kendo genius. Since elementary school, his trump card status in various kendo clubs has hardly been shaken.
Okita was overjoyed.
He himself is a sword idiot, don't look at him as a social elite on the surface, but he is actually a dead knife house. The first few relationships completely fell apart when his girlfriend moved his Japanese sword collection without authorization.
A few months ago, I finally met a girl who was also interested in kendo, but not long ago, I quietly parted.
"I think that person is very nice, why don't you continue to talk?" Qingguang said and put dinner on the table.
"Because all the things my girlfriend did were contracted, there was no need to spend extra money to support a wife. Okita said with a grin. He praised himself more than once in his heart for his move to take in Qingguang in the first place.
Qingguang gave him a blank look. This reason Okita has been used countless times
(4)
The real reason for Okita to "quit" his last girlfriend is still in the knife.
The Okita family had a specific room used as the "Sword Room", which was full of variety, but most of them were imitations - although he was a well-paid doctor, he was also a high-cost medicine jar. Although there is a lot of money left, this is a "luxury" that cannot support him to buy a knife on January 1. In order to get too happy, he had to focus on imitations.
However, there are also genuine products in this house.
It's the knife that Qingguang brought.
"You say it's genuine?" asked his ex-girlfriend Soji Okita.
Okita is determined.
"Which knife sect?"
"......" Okita held back for a long time without saying a word.
"What age?"
"......" Okita don't overdo it.
"Okita-kun is really interesting," said his ex-girlfriend, "and I know all the information about the imitation, but I don't know the real thing." ”
"This is a fake, the real thing will be given to you as a birthday present next time. ”