Of course, Mito Hayato didn't want to rub things with Lost Island's left hand, he held Lost Island's left arm and raised his difficult palm to release a holy light.

The light cluster is dazzling.

When used in ghost movies, it can at least reduce the horror by dozens of percent.

"Don't be afraid, this technique is very useful for treating injuries."

Lost Island Love is not afraid, Mito-kun will never harm herself, she firmly believes in this.

There was nothing like the Holy Light healing warmth, and I couldn't help but mutter, but the traces of the fire quickly scabbed over, and there was no longer pain, and maybe there would not even be a scar left after a few more times.

Lost Island didn't look at the scars on his hands, but quietly looked at Mito Hayato.

Anyway, even the injuries of the severed fingers and limbs can be recovered, and the fire alone is nothing.

In the ten hours of care, she had repeatedly looked at Mito dozens of times, but it was Mito-kun in her sleep, and now she was Mito awake with her eyes open.

Mito-kun can't say how handsome they are, but his eyes are extraordinarily bright.

is not exaggerated to the point that it contains a bright galaxy, but looking at these eyes, Lost Island Love feels that she is full of courage, for her, this is almost the same as the bright galaxy.

"Okay, I'll release you a few more times later...... The light of the righteous path is guaranteed to give you back a beautiful arm. ”

The name of the Holy Light is too discordant, and the light of the righteous path sounds more or less like a product of East Asia.

“…… There is no beautiful ......" Lost Island Love stroked his left arm, feeling the effect of the holy light.

"Goo." Her stomach rumbled again.

Mito Hayato pushed the white porridge over: "Your stomach is screaming again, eat it quickly." ”

This is the second time that Mito has pushed the white porridge to the lost island to eat, and her weak nature that does not refuse people immediately softened after seeing Mito Hayato's eyes, and took the white porridge and drank it obediently.

"Hmm."

It was still the spoon that Mito Hayato had just used, and it was only after watching Lost Island Koi eat two or three bites that Mito remembered it.

Is it an indirect kiss? Lost Island Love earned, earned.

"Click, click."

Just eating and eating white porridge, tears welled up in the eyes of the lost island love, and the size of a soybean fell to the ground and shattered.

Too unpalatable? Not really.

Encountering a fire and the death of a loved one, the spirit of Lost Island Love is now very fragile.

"I'm sorry, too, so happy, that's why I cried." Lost Island put down the spoon and bowl, wiped his cheeks with the back of his hands, "Except for my grandmother, no one has treated me so well." ”

"I'm bothering you by crying like this, Mito-kun......" Lost Island watched as the tears fell to the ground and fell into the bowl with blurred eyes.

She picked up the white porridge and gulped it and swallowed it.

It's like chewing and swallowing all the unhappiness, bad luck, and horror of the previous ten years into your stomach.

Chew all the bad stuff into shreds.

All, all.

"Poof."

Mito Hayato suddenly burst out laughing.

"......" Listening to Mito's laughter, Lost Island wanted to cry louder, but she wanted to suppress her crying, she whimpered, "Is it too ugly to cry now?" ”

"Do you know what you look like now?" Mito Hayato waved his hand, "Like a hungry squirrel in winter, he keeps picking nuts and stuffing them in his mouth." Speaking of which, there are a lot of squirrels in the back mountain, and there is a chance for you to take a look. ”

Mito compares herself to a hamster, smiling at the loss of her island, and she can imagine what she looks like now.

With difficulty, he took a pack of toilet paper from a tatami mat not far away, and Mito handed a few sheets to Lost Island Love.

"Let's wipe it."

"Thank you......" Lost Island took the toilet paper, and the stopped crying cried even more.

Fortunately, Houshan is also some distance from the nearest residential area, otherwise if some neighbors heard it, Mito Hayato would really be at a loss.

After almost ten minutes of catharsis, the lost island finally stopped crying.

The pear blossoms that cry on the island bring rain, and their eyes are red and swollen.

"If you still have porridge in the pot, just serve me another bowl." Mito Hayato quietly watched the lost island love cry, and what she needed most at this time was catharsis.

"Hmm." The voice of the lost island love is also a little louder than when he was submissive before.,Although the whole is still timid.,Maybe you can hear some vitality.。

By the time Lost Island walked into the bedroom again, Mito Hayato had already gritted his teeth and struggled to put on his pants and top.

Holy light is not a panacea, and after a few consecutive fights, it has not completely resolved muscle fatigue, and I hope that I can draw out skills that specifically relieve debuff in the future.

Lost Island Love simply took the rice cooker this time, and there was a pair of bowls and spoons along the way.

"The porridge is still a little hot, Mito-kun be careful to burn it."

While talking about miscellaneous things, the two slowly finished this not sumptuous dinner, basically Mito Hayato opened his mouth to ask questions, and Lost Island Ai answered, and the questions and answers were very regular, but neither of them went to talk about what happened in the Yakuza Financial Company.

Mito Hayato didn't want to tell the bloody stories that had passed, but Ai Lost Island was already vaguely visible, and even if she was standing downstairs, she could see the dead people's spirits floating out of the windows at that time.

Mito-kun killed.

And there is more than one killing, and the lost island love has also seen the figure of the murderer by chance on the streets of Tokyo, but they are more or less followed by the soul of the deceased.

But Mito-kun is as clean as the pure land of the Arrai Shrine, even if there is a life in his hands, he has not seen resentful spirits.

Is it because it kills the wicked, so there are no evil spirits? Or is Mito-kun such a sincere gentleman who will not be contaminated with evil?

"I'm going to wash the dishes."

"Lost Island." Mito Hayato called out the lost island love.

"Hey."

"What are you going to do after that?"

"After that......" Lost Island was sitting on the ground again, biting her lip, "I don't know...... I don't have any relatives anymore......"

Her eyes are full of confusion, she has been moving a lot since she was a child, and now the only place to live has also been reduced to ashes in the fire, Tokyo is so big, there is no place to accommodate herself.

Lost Island remembered the stray cats and dogs on the streets of Tokyo, and he was exactly the same as them, and there was no difference.

"Live here, live at the Asorei Shrine."

"Live, live here?" The heart of the lost island love jumped suddenly.

Her head shook like a rattle, and she waved her hands in a hurry: "No, no, no, no, I can't live here, I can live in a hotel, an Internet café, a rented house, ......"

Saying that, the lost island love is about to stand up.

Just kidding, Mito Hayato probably also understands the economic situation of the lost island love, where did she get the money to live in a hotel and rent a house.

If you really don't live in the Arrai Shrine, I'm afraid you'll become a pitiful child like a stray cat or dog.

"Live here."

Mito Hayato grabbed Koijima's hand and looked firmly into her eyes.