[Comprehensive] Pass me the fire

"Qin, this person...is he someone you know?" While the other party was preparing medical supplies, Sawada Tsunayoshi sneaked up to my side and whispered.

I shook my head and replied honestly, "I don't know."

Sawada Tsunayoshi looked a little worried: "Is it really okay to trust him so easily? It's too suspicious to appear in such a place in the middle of the night, no matter how you look at it?"

I turned my head, stared at Tsunayoshi Sawada motionlessly, and said to him implicitly: "I don't know you very well either."

Sawada Tsunayoshi: ".........This is different, hey! We are——!!"

I tilted my head, showing doubts: "?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at me, his voice weakened in an instant, and he said dryly, "...it's a classmate."

"Ah, I know this. I will burn paper money for you in your first seven days, my classmate."

Sawada Tsunayoshi said with an expression on his face that he was about to give up communicating with me: "Don't say such unlucky things! I'm still alive, okay?!"

I reminded him: "But you are dead in this era, my classmate."

Sawada Tsunayoshi paused, opened his mouth, and finally said nothing: "..."

"...It seems right to say so," Tsunayoshi Sawada moved his lips and said in a small voice, as if talking to himself, his mood suddenly sank, "I don't even know the reason. Being left behind in the world ten years later, although it is a good thing that you can't even dream of finding Qin, but because of my drag, you were chased and killed, and you were injured like this..."

"In the end, I still didn't understand the situation, and I didn't know what to do," Tsunayoshi Sawada sat next to me by the wall, hugging his curled legs, "It would be great if Reborn was here at this time... Ah, no , Reborn in this era seems to be—”

Hearing this, I frowned unhappily: "I've heard you chanting this name many times, although I don't know who he is, but as long as you call this name, will the other party appear in front of you immediately?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi couldn't help complaining: "How is it possible! Although I really want to be like this..."

"That's right," I raised my arm, poked Sawada Tsunayoshi's arm lightly with my elbow, and said to him seriously, "I am the one who protects you now, my classmate. So think of me more than Reborn."

Kokichi Sawada:"…………………………"

I poked him again, like poking a stick of toothpaste that had shrunk into a ball, and asked suspiciously, "Why didn't you talk?"

This time, Sawada Tsunakichi even buried his face between the tightly clasped arms, like a squirrel, rabbit or something else that was huddled in a cave because it was holding a hard-won treasure and refused to let go. Reddened ears.

After a long time, dispirited words came out from beside me dully: "...Actually, I have been thinking about it all the time, thinking about when I will see you again every day——"

I:"……"

I stopped it tactfully and implicitly: "Please don't do this, it feels a little disgusting."

Sawada Tsunayoshi: "Hello!!"

"Although I'm sorry to interrupt your conversation—"

At this time, a cold voice sounded from above his head.Tsunayoshi Sawada and I followed the sound at the same time, looked up and saw Fyodor holding the tray. His dark red eyes shone magnificently in the dark night, like a beast patrolling at night.

Immediately afterwards, Fyodor bent down, and presented the tray in his hand in front of me with a polite gesture like a salute. There were some medicines, scalpels, needles and threads on it.Fyodor leaned into my ear and whispered to me, "But now, it's my time."

Just as Sawada Tsunayoshi intuitively felt, Fyodor's appearance in this place was not accidental, at least judging from the Mammon chain he prepared that could cut off the fluctuation of the ring, he came prepared.

After the ring on Sawada Tsunayoshi was sealed by the Mamon chain, the tracking caused by the fluctuation of the ring was temporarily blocked, and at least the next journey would be easier.

After sending Tsunayoshi Sawada to rest in a few words, Fyodor and I were the only ones left in this simple ward in the clinic.

He turned on the light, and the fragile bulb hanging from the ceiling flickered twice, lighting up a dim light, and the light shone on his pale and handsome face.I was sitting on the hospital bed, the sheets under me were already a little yellow and looked unclean, but I couldn’t ask too much from a clinic in a poor street—I turned my back to Fyodor and took off my shirt.

The wound on the arm I can take care of myself, but the shoulder was pierced by Rashomon and the wound needs stitches, which I can't do alone.

Fyodor reached out to the tray, and casually moved the scalpel inside, and then some dangerous sounds rang out.He said, "Lizaveta, I have no anesthesia."

"Exactly," I nodded approvingly, "I need to wake up."

And I don't know why, maybe because of the body's drug resistance, ordinary anesthetics don't work for me.I don't deny what Tsunayoshi Sawada said, but "trust" and "need" are two different things. Even if the other party's words reveal some connection with me, I don't intend to believe him wholeheartedly, at least not now— So I need pain to keep me fully awake and fully alert.

After a long time, Fyodor started to do it.

I could feel him sticking his fingers to the skin on my back, and then sliding down from the seventh vertebra along the raised spine and the thin layer of skin, as if to describe A map that no one can get.

"You touched the wrong place, Feovik," I grabbed his wrist with my backhand, and then guided his fingers to stop near the shoulder, "My wound is here."

Fyodor pressed my wound gently and said calmly, "...it's Fyodor."

I:"……"

The process of suturing the wound was smoother than I expected, I have a high tolerance for pain, and Fyodor seemed to be able to do this kind of thing with ease.During this process, Fyodor said at the same time: "The port mafia moved as fast as I thought. Not only the entire city of Yokohama was closed, but every road leading to Binsheng was blocked." blockade--"

I blinked, sweat dripping from my eyelashes and soaking into the sheets as I moved.I thought about it and said with certainty: "All traces have been disposed of by me."

"But it's not hard to guess, after all your motives are obvious."

"Is it obvious?"

"If Pengelei Tendaimu has been by your side all the time."

I have a physical meal.Fyodor noticed my movement, and put his finger on my spine again like smoothing the fur of an animal, and slid it lightly.He said, "Don't be nervous, my goal is not him."

"Then what is your purpose?" I asked.

"It's you," said Fyodor.

I didn't speak, and I didn't even seem to ask a question or respond in the slightest.

"I once said that you will need me, not only now, but also in the future."

Fyodor stopped his movements - the wound had been stitched up.Immediately afterwards, he took off the hat on his head and put it on mine instead, put his hands on my shoulders, leaned over and said softly, "And I need you too. "

I turned my face to meet those dark red eyes.I thought about it carefully and said: "If you want to get information about the Port Mafia from me, I can tell you, but what I have access to is not a confidential file..."

"There is not only one way to get information," Fyodor said.

I said "ah", and suddenly remembered something, and added: "If you want money, I'm sorry that I'm a little tight right now. If it's convenient, I can hire a lawyer to file a lawsuit after I become an adult, but it may not be useful..."

Fyodor blinked and shook his head: "I don't need money."

Hearing what he said, I turned my face to the side and thought for a while, then grabbed his wrist with my backhand again, and at the same time turned around to get in front of him, staring at him closely.I calmly said, "Then what do you want? What do you want from me? What can you get from me? If you can, please tell me now, otherwise...Unfortunately, I can't answer you right away."

Fyodor seemed unmoved by my reaction.He rolled his dark red eyes, glanced at the wrist that was held by me, then glanced at me again, and replied after thinking, "...it's fun. Probably."

I:"?"

"By the way, if you have time, you can read the newspapers I brought back." Fyodor pointed to the newspapers he had placed by the bed before.

I let go of him hesitantly, Fyodor touched his red wrist, and started to clean up the medical supplies on the tray with a half-smile expression.I picked up the newspaper, glanced at it, and found that there was a picture on it--

That's my photo.

In short, I became a wanted man in the papers.The charge is homicide, and the victim was bullied at school...ah, that's the name, right?The classmates who bullied me, and the principal who was blown up.I counted about fifteen murders, all of which were committed by me—it doesn't really matter who died, as long as it was me.

Now it's not just the port mafia who are after me.

Just as I was getting dressed and about to leave, Fyodor turned his back to me and suddenly said, "I am waiting for a different decision than before. Lizaveta, I need you more than anyone else, It was the same before, and it is the same now.”

"I can help you," Fyodor turned around and smiled at me, "but you have to come with me."

I paused, then opened the door and left here.

But the moment I opened the door, something strange happened on the other side of the door—Sawada Tsunayoshi, who was leaning on the door and accidentally fell asleep, also leaned back and almost fell down.

"...No, I'm sorry, I wanted to wait for you to take care of the wound, but I accidentally fell asleep," Sawada Tsunayoshi whispered to me hurriedly in an apologetic tone, and he looked at me seriously several times Eyes, and asked with concern, "Is the wound healed? How do you feel? Does it still hurt?"

I stretched out my hand involuntarily, touched the wound on my shoulder, opened my mouth, but didn't know what to say: "..."

Sawada Tsunayoshi seemed to have noticed something, blinked and asked, "What's wrong?"

"...No, I was just thinking," I looked at Tsunayoshi Sawada, then slowly lowered my eyes, and said, "Maybe it's not your problem, but... I have too many enemies."

The author has something to say: Mr. Tuo tried to take advantage of the chaos XD

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