Leaving from the Okuho Hotel, Fujiwara Yu drove the car to send Akemi Miyano back to her apartment, it still takes a while to drive from Okuho to Kakudocho, the atmosphere in the car is a little awkward, and I don't know if it is caused by Matsuda's teasing eyes, or because of the lonely man and widow being alone in a small space at this point in time.

The two of them who fell silent didn't seem to be the first to speak, and the night road in the early morning was not easy to drive, so Fujiwara Yu had to concentrate on driving, and only when he stopped at the red light, he thought a little about what kind of questions Akemi Miyano might throw at him.

However, the question sentences that broke the silence were not the ones that Fujiwara Yu had in mind, and he thought that Akemi Miyano would ask himself

"What would she have chosen if she hadn't had the plan?" or something like that, but when you think about it, she's not the one to ask that kind of question.

"How are you doing?" The extremely daily inquiry is like a friend who has not seen for a long time, a condolence when they are reunited.

"It's still the same as before, work on weekdays to deal with eucalyptus, and rest days ......" Fujiwara Yu couldn't help but be stunned when he said this, he suddenly remembered that every time he took a vacation, he was always inexplicably swept into the eucalyptus, as if taking a vacation or not had little to do with him.

After Akemi Miyano noticed his pause, she thought of the scene of meeting at the eucalyptus scene in the past two years, and she couldn't help laughing, and her tone was a little teasing: "Shouldn't every rest day become an overtime day?" ”

“…… Maybe the victim needs me. Fujiwara shook his head slightly, he thought he was easily involved in the eucalyptus

"Luck" wondered, but it was good to think that I could handle the pieces. It's better than letting criminals go unpunished, and it's okay to compress a little rest time.

Fujiwara Yu slowly parked the car behind the white line, put one hand on the steering wheel, and looked sideways at the person next to him: "What about you?" How are you doing? ”

"It's good, life is still the same as before, and the organization doesn't restrict my freedom too much. My studies at Nanyang University have also ended, and now I am earning some extra money there as a teaching assistant. Fujiwara Yu knew that Akemi Miyano had been working hard, and he was curious about what she was doing with the savings she had earned from her part-time job for many years.

But when it comes to privacy, he still doesn't ask. The conversation ended with a warm greeting, and the two of them obviously had a lot to say to each other, but they got the opportunity to be alone but didn't know where to start, so that they both remained silent when they arrived at the door of the 24-hour pharmacy near the Akemi Miyano apartment building.

Fujiwara Yu was worried that occasionally the members of the organization in charge of surveillance would wander back near the apartment building, so he didn't choose to drive the car under the apartment building, after all, his identity was a police officer, and her frequent contact with the police would arouse the suspicion of the organization, and he didn't dare to think about what crazy actions the organization would do at that time.

He parked the car smoothly in front of the convenience store and asked, "Is it okay to send you here?" ”

"Yes, but don't go yet." Fujiwara Yu looked at Akemi Miyano suspiciously, got into the pharmacy, and when he came out, he hurried back to the car and took out the things he had bought.

Ben was also worried about whether she was unwell somewhere, but only after seeing that she had taken out a medical disinfectant solution and medical sterile gauze from the paper bag realized that she had bought it for herself.

… The subconsciously frowning brows couldn't help but stretch out, there was a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, and his tone was quite helpless: "Have you still found out?" ”

"You're not the type to be handsome, and it's not your style at all to drive with one hand and put the other hand in your pocket." Akemi Miyano had long been aware that Fujiwara's left hand was injured, and she always put her left hand in her trouser pocket when she was on the rooftop, and even when she grabbed her wrist, she didn't pull out her other hand, obviously trying to hide the injury.

Fujiwara Yu knew that his clumsy methods of hiding his injuries would be discovered, and he just didn't want others to worry.

In the face of Akemi Miyano's serious expression, he had to honestly pull his left hand out of his trouser pocket, but when he spread it, his speed slowed down.

It's not that I want to hide it at this time, it's just that the wound cut by the friction of the rope is a little deep, and the long-term fist posture makes the flesh and blood stick a little together...... Spread out your palms undoubtedly is

"Secondary Damage". After Miyano Akemi saw a lake of flesh and blood in her palm, she glared at Fujiwara with dissatisfaction, and she was hurt like this and wanted to hide it, this guy is still the same as before, and he doesn't like it

The "weak" side is shown to others. She thought that Zhibao's character was the same, always reporting good news and not bad news, and sometimes she really sighed in her heart: these two people are really similar in some aspects.

"Did you know that would be more worrying? What if your wound becomes infected? You yourself are studying medicine, how can you not know the severity of the wound infection? Three consecutive questions made Fujiwara bow his head like a child who had done something wrong, and he endured the pain of the antiseptic solution touching the wound, but he was quite happy...... He also enjoys the nagging of the people he cares about, which reminds him of the trivial things he did when he was a child.

When he was a child, Fujiwara Yoshi's personality was not as calm as it is now, and he was still a lively and active child at that time.

He still remembers the days when he lived in the United States as a child, especially when he was in kindergarten, and was looked down upon by a blonde child because of his hair color.

When he was a child, he didn't think about it so much, he picked up his fist and punched the bridge of the opponent's nose, and finally the teacher pulled him away...... Of course, he shook hands with the blonde kid whose name he couldn't remember.

When she returned home, her mother naturally criticized her violent behavior, but at the same time praised her courage to resist.

"If you're a medical student, I won't remind you how to protect the wound, but my disinfection is just an ordinary treatment, you still have to go to the hospital and let the doctor help you deal with it carefully, you know?"

"yes, got it." When Akemi Miyano was pasting the sterile gauze, she noticed that Fujiwara Yu had been restraining the corners of her mouth from rising, and she had some doubts in her heart, the wound should be very painful to touch the disinfectant potion, why was he still smiling?

"What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing, just thinking about what happened when I was a kid." Things to do when you were a kid? Akemi Miyano probably understood what Fujiwara meant, and she thought that when she was a child, she brought her injured child back to her clinic for her mother to be treated, and shared with a smile: [In view of the general environment,

"When I was a kid, I knew a boy who was pointed at because of his blond hair and wheat-colored skin, and he always got into fights with those guys, and when he hurt himself, he came to my clinic." Blonde hair, sun-skinned?

Wait a minute, how is it that the incident of running to the clinic after a fight is the same as what happened when Tsugu Zero was a child?

Fujiwara Yu hesitated for a while, he always felt that this matter was somewhat coincidental, and couldn't help but ask, "Is it?" Do you remember the boy's name? ”

"I forgot my last name, but I still remember my name, and my mother kept calling him 'Zero,'" he said.

“…… It's a special name. ”