CHAPTER XLIV

"I'll go out first."

Kawashima Esaki left the consultation room and sat down on a chair in the hallway with his eyes closed.

The old man and the old lady standing at the door of the clinic didn't care about him, they stood together and chatted and talked, they were nearby residents, listening to the content of the conversation, and the doctors here usually took some patients for free, only to see the doctor and not to prescribe medicine.

Because the clinic looks informal, most people don't run here when they get sick, and the old people who often come are greedy and cheap-

Anyway, I don't charge money, and I don't look at it for nothing.

Kawashima Esaki leaned for two minutes.

I was troubled by the old man's words.

He had a bad temper in the first place, and he couldn't do anything to the two old men.

The cold eyes under the hood were raised, and he saw a mobile phone store outside the window, so he wanted to see what the mobile phone would look like in seven years, and by the way, he would wait for the valley to be treated with zero.

Seven or eight o'clock in the morning.

There aren't a lot of people out there.

A young man who was about one meter seven or eight tall, with a well-proportioned figure, and a black overalls coat was open, revealing the white short-sleeved inside, walked across the street. Although the hat covers most of his face, from his figure and temperament, he can feel that this person does not look like an ordinary person.

The clerk greeted him with a smile.

At the same time, the doctors in private clinics have also explained the same.

“…… I have suffered a heart and lung injury, and my ribs and arms have also been fractured, so I need to take good care of my age so that I will not be injured and sick...... Also, the diet is very irregular, have you ever had stomach problems before? If you don't pay attention to small problems, they will one day become big problems. ”

After listening to the training, the two of them came out directly without stitches.

Seeing that there was no one on the bench, their expressions went blank for a moment, not only did their eyes lose their highlights, but the shadows on their faces became heavier.

"Teacher?"

Matsuda began to weave through the hallways looking for someone.

The old grandmother went into the clinic, and the old man was still waiting outside, and the valley zero was a little better than Matsuda, so I still remember to ask someone.

"A man in a hat just came out of it, did you see where he went?"

The old man said, "That young man, sit on the chair for a while and then go out." ”

The two left the clinic again and went outside to look for them.

It was just morning work time, and after a while, there were already more people on the road. Men in suits, briefcases, or working beauties in high heels pass by them, but there is no familiar figure.

The last thing you want to happen happens.

The beating heart in the chest of Zero and Matsuda continued to sink.

The entire ribcage was sour.

"Damn it!"

Zero was already a bit of a stress disorder, and the second time the teacher disappeared was simply rubbing salt on his wound that hadn't healed yet.

No, more than that.

The feeling of fear and pain, along the old wound, was about to tear his whole body apart, and every breath was like a blade cutting recklessly in his body, with the intent to destroy everything.

The whirring cold wind poured into the empty heart.

In reality, only a few seconds had passed, and he was standing on the streets of Tokyo in the early morning, but he felt that everything in front of him was playing in slow motion, and his feet were paralyzed and unable to move, as if he had grown with the ground.

Turns into a pale tree or stone.

"Zero, look for it separately! The teacher will definitely not go far. ”

Matsuda's words made the seemingly unhindered blonde man reappear in front of his eyes.

"Good! Meet here in fifteen minutes! ”

They split their heads and walked around the street, gasping for breath back to the clinic's entrance.

Sweat rolled down his sideburns.

One sat on the dirty steps, the other hunched over his knees panting.

Kawashima Esaki was trying out a mini-game with his store's mobile phone when he looked up and saw two students across the street with sweaty hair and painful expressions across the street through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The people who were all about to run, wearing gray and black suits, showed such an embarrassed side in front of passers-by.

Probably because the position where Kawashima Ezaki was standing was blocked by a dense tree, and the reflection of the floor-to-ceiling window glass made Kawashima's figure completely invisible from the angle of Shibuya Zero and Matsuda Jinpei.

“…… They look anxious. ”

The system said neatherely.

In fact, it's too easy to say that it's a bit of a rush, and it's a faint state of loss of control.

Although the system is not human, but the feelings of people are also learned in the forum, and to be honest, Kawashima Ezaki died in that way, and it is impossible for his students not to care at all.

But no matter how strong the emotions are, after seven years of washing, it should be almost grinded, right?

After all, it's only been a few months.

And Kawashima Esaki's eccentric temper, sometimes the system can't stand it.

It's really moody, turning his face faster than turning a book, the key is that this person's sense of morality is still very low, and the whole person full of malice is almost an appetizer for him, just funny when he is bored.

Kawashima Esaki was also a little stunned.

The flint-like pupils reflect the former students.

For the first time, I found out that my own death would also bring this level of harm to others. He didn't want to leave too many traces in the police academy, so he didn't hesitate to leave after he was ready to deal with it.

But it seems, things didn't go the way he thought.

He still left a trace.

Seeing the appearance of Zero and Jinping, I probably won't be able to use them in the future.

"Good guys, they're all like this, and you're still thinking about taking advantage of them!"

The system is angry with himself, pinching himself.

Fortunately, Kawashima Esaki is now completely cold, and there are not many big hands on the forum to produce fanart. Otherwise, before the system happily eats food, you have to brainwash yourself first, so as to prevent you from eating half of the food and remembering that Kawashima only uses them to them, and you have to choke once you want to.

Kawashima Ezaki handed the phone to the store staff.

"Sir, do I need to get you an unopened one?"

The employees watched him play a mini-game for nearly twenty minutes, and thought that Kawashima Esaki would definitely buy it.

If you want to put it aside, Kawashima Ezaki won't blink when he pays money.

His philosophy of life is to enjoy it in time.

But not now, now he is a black household, penniless, sleepy to death, and it is a question of sleeping in a bridge hole or lying on the street for a while.

"Don't."

Kawashima Ezaki will not be embarrassed, and after speaking, he turned around and walked out of the store.

Leaving the shelter, the blonde man suddenly looked up, gray-blue with a faint painful gaze, directly through the vehicles and pedestrians passing in the street, and crashed into the black eyes of the young crow.

The other party put his hands in his coat pockets, as if he was standing on the other side of time.

There were a few blue streamers on the chest and corners of the overalls jacket, which fluttered slightly with the wind of people and cars passing by on the road, and when Kawashima looked up, there was a kind of carelessness in his eyes.

Falling Valley Zero rushed over, grabbing the young man's arm out of control.

Before the latter raised his eyebrows to get angry, he pulled him into his arms.

"I'm so scared of ......"

"I'm afraid that all this is just a dream of mine, and when I wake up, you are gone."

Through the thin fabric, the blonde student felt the warmth of the teacher's body, and his face was close to the teacher's neck, and he could smell the scent coming from the teacher's collar.

Except for the same scent of hotel shower gel as on him.

There is also a cold fragrance peculiar to the teacher.

Kawashima Ezaki was already a little emotionally complicated, and he really had a headache, and he really wanted to find a place to rest, so he couldn't really sleep on the street, right?

Matsuda and Tsugaya Zero.

Curly-haired stupid and a well-bodied, very good cook, very good at handling housekeeping.

Is this still a choice?

Of course, he will stay at the latter's house.

The young man who was hugged was patient, endured and endured, and after several seconds, he raised his hand around the thin waist of the blonde black-skinned student, and rested his chin on his shoulder.

"Don't worry, I won't disappear again this time."

He paused, and then said, "I haven't been able to take into account your mood before, I decided not to contact my superiors for the time being, and I won't appear as my real identity, so you can check if you want...... But my presence in the jar has nothing to do with the Blacks. ”

"Uh-huh!" The system cleared its throat.

Of course, it has nothing to do with the Black Coats! Because it was he who rushed out to save the scene at a critical moment, otherwise he would have fished out a corpse from the lake seven years ago.

Hey~

What's the matter with letting the black-clothed organization take the blame and suddenly feel a little cool?

These words were not easy for Kawashima.

At least it was more convincing than unintentional words such as "thank you" and "I'm sorry", and he let go of his hand, "Is it okay for the teacher to live in my house recently?" ”

Matsuda also came over through the sidewalk at this time, and the sweaty curls on his forehead were not dry, "It's okay to go to my house, I'm the only one in the house." ”

Kawashima Esaki feels that hesitation for a second is disrespectful to ZERO!

"I'm going to live at Zero's house."

Matsuda sighed secretly: "Okay." ”

I have known for a long time that the teacher is biased.

Because Kawashima said that he would not contact Ichiro Tokita and was willing to maintain the status quo of "death" for the time being, and it was really inconvenient to not have a mobile phone now, so Tsuiya Zero was still ready to buy a mobile phone for the teacher.

He was just afraid that the teacher would be targeted by the black-clothed organization, and he didn't really want to deprive him of his freedom and imprison the once amazing genius archer in his own home.

When I was still at the police academy, Mr. Kawashima seemed to like playing games very much, and he often overslept all night and stepped on the dots to come to class.

Now that I think about it, it's like a world away.

Someone is willing to send something, and Kawashima Ezaki certainly won't refuse.

He lives in the valley zero house, and he must continue to spend the money of the black-skinned students, after all, eating, drinking, and buying clothes are all expenses, he has no ID card, and he can't continue to work in the previous life, of course, he has to rely on others to support him.

"Welcome."

When the store staff saw someone coming in, they greeted him only to find that it was the young man who said he didn't want it not long ago.

"The one just gave me a new one."

The blonde black-skinned boy went to the front desk to check out.

Employees know it.

It seems that I don't want to, but I am looking for someone to pay.

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After buying a mobile phone, it is not too early, Matsuda has to go to work, and he has to write a transfer application.

Before leaving, I applied to Kawashima and wanted to hug the teacher.

Kawashima Ezaki was getting familiar with the new mobile phone, and looked at the curly-haired student, seeing that he had an expression of "Alas, I know that you are eccentric" and "I will forgive you if I don't agree", the corners of his mouth twitched, and he reluctantly kicked the person away after holding it for two seconds.

"Go to work."

"Okay!"

Matsuda Jinhei happily went to work.

Kawashima took Zero's car home, and he wanted to talk to the black-skinned student about what happened after his death.

For example, what happened to the house, and the cat entrusted to Valley-Zero, how did the latter take on his task, what department does he work in now, and what is the situation in the organization?

Obviously there are a lot of questions to ask.

As a result, the smell on the car is very good, and the car aromatherapy exudes a faint citrus fragrance, which is natural and refreshing, plus soothing music and smooth speed.

Kawashima Esaki leaned back in his chair and fell asleep for a second. ：，，