The moment the raindrops soaked into his body, Tsukuyomi was keenly aware of the vigorous vitality contained in it.

Tsukuyomi also happens to know several healing potions he prepared. Such a strange healing effect that works on such a large scale is undoubtedly an effect that can only be achieved by high-level healing potions.

In the remaining memory, Tsukuyomi felt that the sky was falling when he learned that Nakamura had only had one bottle of the high-level healing potion for ten years.

He fully understood the disaster caused by this rampage.

Since Nakamura did not show up, Tsukuyomi could only suppress his anxiety and was taken away by Toru Amuro.

The relaxed attitude of trying to tease Toru Amuro disappeared without a trace, and his mood plummeted to the lowest point.

Frustrated and confused, Tsukuyomi was taken back to the Amuro Clinic and found that the clinic was different from what he remembered.

A common problem among doctors is that most clinics are so tidy that they feel lonely.

The room Tsukuyomi was taken into seemed a bit warm, probably because of the pots of green plants placed on the windowsill.

There is a row of bookshelves at the base of the indoor wall. Files of various sizes are neatly stacked on the bookshelves. It is more like a conversation room than a conventional diagnosis room.

Amuro Toru's clinic is not in the best location, and it doesn't look very big from the outside, but the tools and medicines inside are all high-quality products from the organization.

Professor Ichimaru's status as a disciple and his hard-working medical skills have allowed this small clinic to gain the trust of surrounding residents even though it has only been open for less than half a year.

Dr. Amuro, who has the aura of a famous detective and outstanding appearance, attracts not only patients but also elusive fans, mostly young women, which troubles the gentle and sunny Amuro.

After trying several times without getting good results, Toru Amuro didn't want to turn the clinic into a fan meeting venue, so he simply changed the business hours.

Clinics are only open during the day from Tuesday to Thursday on weekdays, and only emergency and interesting cases are accepted during the rest of the week.

This business hour is indeed perfect to avoid harassment by female fans such as high school students and college students, but it is also unfriendly to patients, which naturally leads to some bad public opinions.

However, Toru Amuro used his excellent medical skills to seal those gossips, and after handling several emergency cases, he successfully gained a foothold.

The clinic's opening hours are short, so there is naturally more free time. It is logical for Amuro Toru to return to his old detective career and take on some interesting commissions.

Amuro Clinic has unknowingly become a comprehensive office, and the visiting hours of patients and clients do not interfere with each other, and there is quite a tacit understanding.

Since the Amuro Clinic took root in Yoneka Town, the organization has been able to easily learn Amuro Toru's itinerary from outsiders. Over time, the suspicions that aroused three years ago have slowly and steadily turned around.

Toru Amuro did not stop Tsukuyomi from observing, "What would you like to drink? Coffee, tea, or a sports drink?"

Tsukuyomi, who had never tasted any of the three, casually responded: "Coffee."

Steaming coffee was brought to the table. Amuro Toru and Tsukuyomi finally sat down face to face and had the opportunity to communicate.

Toru Amuro hesitated for a long time and chose the most bland beginning: "Are you okay?"

Tsukuyomi shook his head honestly. He was still a child at heart and instinctively sought help.

There is no doubt that Toru Amuro, who brought him back to reality from chaos, already has the basic conditions for being trusted by him.

Amuro knew intellectually that he and Tsukuyomi were not familiar with each other, but for some reason, when he saw Tsukuyomi's dejected appearance like a bereaved dog, he naturally reached out and gently stroked his head.

Tsukuyomi's hair is slender and soft, and feels quite good.

Toru Amuro touched it twice and found some fun.

"Your hair is so beautiful, is it natural?"

Tsukuyomi's hair was handmade by No. 3, so it can be considered natural.

"Purple hair is really rare. Does Mr. Yueyong have other bloodlines?"

Toru Amuro has always received strange attention and even bullying from others because of his blond hair.

Purple hair will probably attract more attention, and I don't know how he can grow up with a head full of purple hair but still maintain a pure white heart.

"I do not know."

Number Three created him, but Tsukuyomi has never communicated with it, and is equally confused as to why it was set as Purple Head.

"So...does your parents have purple hair?"

Amuro Toru hoped to dig out some useful information through chatting, but in the end he only came to the conclusion that Tsukuyomi was an idiot who didn't know anything.

Toru Amuro shook his head helplessly and simply cut through the mess with a quick knife.

"Do you know that Officer Yuta Nakamura? I heard you apologize to him before."

Tsukuyomi suddenly raised his head. His voice was so subtle, but he was still noticed?

To a keenly observant undercover agent, his small gesture was equivalent to a direct admission.

"You actually know Officer Nakamura?"

"No," Tsukuyomi said firmly, "I don't know him."

[Forget it, everything will be solved by the time Yuta comes to get people. Why should I worry so much? ]

Toru Amuro took out his cell phone and looked through the call records and emails.

The mailbox is empty, the call log... only the phone call I received at 6:55 in the morning.

Toru Amuro felt something was wrong and began to sort out today's memories.

I received a call as soon as I opened the store in the morning. I stayed at the clinic step by step in the morning and received a few cases of common cold symptoms. I went out to look for food for lunch. I took a shortcut to Abeido Town and found the distinctive moon in no time. read.

After that, I had lunch with Tsukuyomi, but accidentally got entangled, so I chose to stroll for a while on the way back to the clinic, and then... came back?

Toru Amuro reviewed it and checked the time on his phone, which was 16:12.

"Where did we go when we were wandering around, Yue Yongjun, do you remember?"

The unfamiliar name made Tsukuyomi's reaction slow down, "I bought croquettes and came back later."

"Really?" Toru Amuro felt even worse, "When is the time to finish eating?"

"I didn't notice. It was probably between one and half past one?"

Amuro Toru's face gradually turned ugly.

Tsukuyomi asked with concern: "Mr. Amuro, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing," Toru Amuro returned to his usual gentle smile, "I'm sorry, Mr. Yueyong. I suddenly remembered that I have an important date tonight, and I'm afraid I won't be able to entertain you."

Tsukuyomi could only nod, "Okay, Mr. Amuro is busy first, and I won't disturb you anymore."

"Then, let's make an appointment next time when you are free."

Having said that, Toru Amuro has no intention of giving out his contact information.

Tsukuyomi didn't even buy a mobile phone, and he forgot about it.

After bidding farewell to Tohru Amuro, Tsukuyomi wandered the streets aimlessly in mourning.

I feel overwhelmed with things, my head is empty, I don’t know how to solve it, and I don’t know what to do next.

The thought of getting Nakamura into big trouble gave him the urge to run away.

However, he has no understanding of this world. Where can he go even if he escapes?

*

Tuesday was a working day, and apart from Tsukuyomi, the only people wandering the streets around four o'clock were students who were home from school.

There are many schools in the 3-chome and 4-chome of Mika-cho. Teitan Elementary School, Teitan Middle School, Teitan High School, Mikawa University, and Mikawa Elementary School are all nearby.

"Be careful! There's danger ahead!"

The sudden scream brought Tsukuyomi back to his senses, and a large truck crashed into him at that moment.

Tsukuyomi had no time to react as his back was suddenly pulled violently, followed by a sudden spin.

"Sir, are you okay? Are you injured? Do you need an ambulance?"

Another female voice comforted: "Xiaolan, don't worry. He was probably just frightened. There was no blood on his body and the truck didn't hit him. He will be fine for sure. But your hand is injured! Wait for me to get a bandage. .”

Tsukuyomi opened his eyes and met the long-haired girl who was watching him anxiously.

The blood surged rapidly, and the whole face turned red and smoky.

What a shame! He was almost hit by a truck because he was distracted, and a child came to save him.

The long-haired girl said happily: "Sir, you're awake! Does it hurt anywhere?"

Tsukuyomi sat up and waved his hands in a panic, "I'm not hurt. I'm sorry for making you worry."

At this moment, the other girl finally revealed her true appearance.

She was wearing the same uniform as the long-haired girl, with short ear-length hair, and a headband tied up all the broken hair, exposing her forehead.

Seeing Tsukuyomi sitting up, he said angrily: "This gentleman, please be careful when walking! Thank goodness Xiaolan is here today, otherwise it would be dangerous."

The long-haired girl calmly tugged at her sleeves, "Sonoko——"

The girl with the hairband stopped talking, tore off the bandage, and carefully applied it to the wound made by the long-haired girl.

Tsukuyomi stood up and apologized again: "I'm sorry, I was distracted just now. Your hand..."

The long-haired girl didn't care. "A little scratch will heal quickly. Sir, have you encountered something?"

Sonoko, who usually likes to look at handsome guys, had no intention of paying attention to Tsukuyomi's appearance at the moment. He frowned and stopped Xiaolan: "Xiaolan, let's go back first, don't keep uncle waiting."

Xiaolan looked at Tsukuyomi in embarrassment, feeling worried.

After Yueyong was frightened, he regained consciousness and said, "I'm Yue Yongya. Thank you for what happened just now."

"I'm Mao Lilan, and this is my friend Suzuki Sonoko. I just want to help you, so don't worry about it."

"I am Suzuki Sonoko. Since Xiaolan doesn't care, you don't need to take it to heart. Xiaolan, go back quickly!"

"Mr. Yueyong, let's take our leave first."

"Goodbye and thank you."

After watching the two girls leave, Tsukuyomi finally began to think about what to do next.

His original plan was to spend a day shopping in Cupido Town Pedestrian Street, and he only had to wait for Nakamura to arrange the rest.

With so many things happening, Nakamura didn't show up, and he always felt like he would be one of the homeless vagrants from now on.

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