"Shinnosuke Ami-how dare you ......!?"

Hitora Mitsuhide, who was stunned for a moment, came back to his senses and immediately shouted angrily and in disbelief.

"How dare I? Have you forgotten the beating I gave you outside the door? ”

Shinnosuke Pora laughed and stepped forward, raising his foot and mercilessly sending a continuous kick at Hitora Mitsuhide.

Hitara Mitsuhide subconsciously raised his arms to resist, while shouting "help" and "Murnosuke is crazy".

But as if they hadn't seen or heard, the people around them were still chatting about their own days, and they were indifferent to the fact that Shinnosuke Ami was beating Hishira Mitsuhide.

Anger spread in Hitoshi Mitsuhide's heart, and then Hikara Mitsuhide suddenly discovered one thing, that is...... It doesn't hurt! Although Shinnosuke Ha kept beating him, he didn't feel any pain at all.

Realizing this, Hitora Mitsuhide tentatively gave up resisting and looked up at Shinnosuke Hashinosuke.

Hitora Mitsuhide was greeted by a shoe sole that quickly enlarged in his eyes.

Boom!

Hitora Mitsuhide's head slammed into the ground with a muffled sound.

But Hitora Mitsuhide, who raised his hand and touched his face, suddenly let out a suppressed laugh.

Syllable!

Don't bother with Shinnosuke, Renliang Mitsuhide raised his hand and slapped his own face again, the kind that didn't save any strength.

After the fight, Hitora Mitsuhide began to laugh excitedly.

"It doesn't hurt! Hahaha – it doesn't hurt! Hahahahaha - I'm dreaming, haha, I'm dreaming, it's a dream!! ”

Hitora Mitsuhide looked at Shinnosuke Bo, who seemed to be frightened by him and subconsciously began to retreat, and pounced with a cruel smile.

Kashinosuke dodged and asked with a frown, "What's the matter with you?" Renliang, are you crazy? ”

"Phew! You're crazy, I'm more awake now than ever! ”

Saying this, Hitara Mitsuhide got up from the ground, then turned his head and punched the person next to him.

The man immediately looked at Renliang Mitsuhide in anger and scolded, "Renliang, are you crazy!?" ”

Hitora Mitsuhide ignored the man, and just gave him another kick as if venting, and then looked at Parking Shinnosuke again, took off the matching gun on his waist, and opened the safety to aim at Parking Shinnosuke.

"I'm going to kill you, Kashinosuke, just like I killed your father!"

[In my dreams, can I still let others bully?] It doesn't make sense! ]

Thinking like this, Hitora Mitsuhide was about to pull the trigger.

He has nothing to fear!

Whew-

……

……

"Damn ——!!!"

Hikara Mitsuhide screamed and woke up from his bed in the infirmary.

A small space blocked by curtains, a familiar smell and a familiar room.

“…… Finally awake? ”

Hitora Mitsuhide pulled back the curtain and looked around.

Shelves, sofas, tables, chairs for medicines.

The desk with his folding fan and the office chair where the doctor sits.

The scene exactly like the one in the dream unfolded in front of Hitora Mitsuhide's eyes again, making Hitora Mitsuhide can't help but have a sense of reality and illusion.

In order to seek the truth, Renliang Mitsuhide slowly raised his hand and gently pinched himself.

It doesn't hurt......

Hitora Mitsuhide pinched it hard again, hey, happy.

"I don't hurt, ha, I don't hurt, hahaha-"

He understood, he understood.

In reality, although I don't know how Kashinosuke did it, but according to Kashinosuke, he was indeed beaten up by Kashinosuke and his body hurt, so he started to have such a dream, a dream that can't wake up if you don't get out of breath!

Hitora Mitsuhide sums up the rules in the dream.

First of all, he didn't feel pain.

Secondly, as long as he does not deliberately provoke others, others will ignore him.

Finally, you can't try to kill, because the dream will come back.

Forget the third point, he has verified the first point in the first two points, so as long as he verifies the second point, it can prove that he is still in a dream and has not woken up.

Mitsuhide Hitoshi retrieved the folding fan on his desk and strode towards the infirmary.

Whew-

On the back of Hitoshi's neck, the orange BTER virus is spreading.

Outside the door, the doctor in the infirmary had just returned from going to the toilet when he saw Renliang Mitsuhide striding out of the infirmary.

He raised his hand, but after remembering the preventive injection that Kanhachiro Oita had given him earlier, the corners of his mouth suddenly twitched twice, and he lowered his arm.

"It turns out that what the Chase Police Department said is true......"

Muttering something in a low voice, the doctor walked back to his infirmary.

On the other side, Hitora Mitsuhide shook his folding fan and looked around.

As he observed, the sense of confusion between illusion and reality began to rise in his heart again.

Because unlike the last two dreams, the people in this "dream" did not gather in the hall on the first floor, but were normally scattered in their own rooms.

This caused a hesitant look to gradually appear on Hitora Mitsuhide's face, and he began to suspect that he had woken up and not been in a dream.

But the question is...... It doesn't hurt.

Hitora Mitsuhide thought as he walked while pinching his own flesh.

Is it because he doesn't push hard enough?

Thinking like this, Hitora Mitsuhide stopped, raised his hand and slapped himself hard.

Syllable!

The bright red handprints left marks on his face, but Hitora Mitsuhide didn't feel anything, and gave him another slap on the other side of his face with his backhand.

Syllable!

Passerby A: "......"

Passerby B: "??? ”

They looked at Renliang Mitsuhide in great amazement, and then looked at each other, and finally the corners of their mouths twitched and decided to ignore Renliang Mitsuhide, so as not to get into any unnecessary trouble, just like the Park Criminal Police in the mouth of the Chaita Police Department.

Speaking of which, it was the criminal police who carried Renliang Mitsuhide to the infirmary.

The two passers-by looked at each other again, and both saw a capitalized and bold word in each other's eyes - touch porcelain!

At the same time, Renliang Mitsuxiu, who had just slapped himself, looked refreshed.

He thought happily, it didn't hurt...... Ha, it's a dream!

Still, he decided to be a little more cautious.

So, Renliang Mitsuhide looked up, and in his eyes, passer-by A and passer-by B were chatting about their own heavens, as if they had not seen his strange behavior, and naturally passed by him, leaving him without even a corner of his eye.

Renliang Mitsuhide nodded, yes, this is very in line with the law he summed up.

And finally......

Renliang Mitsuhide suddenly raised his hand and punched him when passer-by C walked to his side.

Boom!

Passerby C immediately screamed.

"Renliang, are you crazy!?"

However, looking at the angry expression of passer-by C, Renliang Mitsuhide said "hey", patted passer-by C's head, and left directly.

In the process, Renliang Mitsuhide's expression gradually became arrogant and let out a strange smile.

Passerby C: "!? ”

This strange performance succeeded in shocking passer-by.

Passerby C decided not to be like a madman, especially since the madman was still a section chief.

At the same time, Hitora Mitsuhide, who took the steps of the six relatives and did not recognize him, took the elevator to the first floor.

Since it's a dream, according to his experience on the previous two occasions, although the behavior patterns of the others have changed this time and they haven't gathered below, as the core of this dream, Shinnosuke Porari must still be in the hall on the first floor.

In the process of the elevator going down.

Tick, tick, tick......

As the environment became quieter, the familiar sound of the second hand moving sounded again, which made Hishira Mitsuhide confirm the conjecture that he was in a dream.

It's just that Hitara Mitsuhide can't see it, and just above the back of his neck, the orange bugster virus is arranged in the shape of a clock, in which the second hand is turning.

Tick, tick, tick......

Whew-