Famous Hair Loss Treatment Center in Yokohama

"Chuya, I don't want to say it."

The little boy squatting on the ground begged pitifully.

How did such a strong teacher become so strong, I really want to find out.

The teacher's observation notes haven't started writing yet.

Moreover, such things as hair loss = becoming stronger, Nakajima? Genos? Dun always felt that it was just his own whimsy.

The teacher often uses a small mirror to look at his face, so he must be very concerned about his appearance. As an apprentice, if he conjectures such as hair loss = becoming stronger, it will always affect the teacher's appearance.

"Zhongye."

"Your teacher reminded you several times about pulling your hair, but you didn't respond at all. If you pull your hair more frequently, it will become a disease."

The teacher is a doctor, if he says it is a disease, then it must be a disease.

Just as Nakajima Janos Tun was about to grab his hair, he suddenly came to his senses and quickly put down his hand.As a result, I didn't know how to put both hands, as if they were superfluous everywhere, and I felt comfortable only by pulling my hair.

"Chuya, I can't control myself." The little boy looked pitifully at Nakahara Chuya standing in front of him, "Many times I feel uncomfortable if I don't pull my hair, as if I'm sick."

"In the beginning, why did you pluck your hair?

Nakahara Chuya didn't let the little boy go just because he looked pitiful.Prefer not to say.

"Is it related to Saitama?"

"Is it because your teacher suffers from hair loss?"

"You want to be like a teacher, even if the troubles he suffers are not enjoyable,

"Dun, is that so?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also squatted in front of the little boy, staring at him.

"I want to be like a teacher."

The orange-haired boy revealed the secret hidden deep in his heart that he didn't want to tell at all.

Nakajima Janos Tun scratched at his hair again.

The teacher is really strong, and very kind and warm. The apprentices always have a feeling that they will never catch up in this life.

"gone."

In the low room not far away, there was already a very tempting smell of breakfast wafting out.

"Hey?"

"Your teacher is very good, and your apprentice is not bad." Zhongyuan Zhongya opened the sliding door and motioned for the apprentice to enter the room.

Breakfast was already on the table, so Saitama took off his apron, sat next to Nakahara Nakaya, and gently poked his hand under the cover of the small table.

"Hey." Saitama poked the orange-haired boy's thigh.

Well, through the trousers, it feels a bit stiff, it's all muscle.

"The situation is not serious." Nakahara Chuya leaned closer to Saitama's ear and whispered, "Think about it, he is a supernatural being, and he might be able to grow back any missing arms or legs, not to mention the small hair. Maybe if you lose ten roots today, you may grow eleven roots tomorrow.”

The recovery speed of supernatural beings is much faster than that of ordinary people, which Qiyu deeply felt when taking care of Osamu Dazai.

It's just that the ears are a little itchy.

"You're too close." Saitama touched his ears, feeling not only itchy, but also a little hot.

"If you whisper something, you have to get so close."

"Because there is a third person, of course it will be closer."

Nakajima Janos Atsushi held his job bowl, stared blankly at Saitama, then at Nakahara Chuya.

They are two people very close together.

"Chuya, don't target him like this." Saitama poked Chuya Nakahara under the small table.

"How can there be?" Zhongyuan Zhong didn't admit it.

It was obvious that there were only the two of them in the room before, but now there was such a radiant little guy suddenly, and they just avoided talking to him, so it wasn't really targeted.

Nakajima Janos Tun didn't dare to speak, he ate obediently, then helped with the housework, followed Saitama out, and went to the clinic together.

Chuya Nakahara escorted Saitama and Genos Atsushi Nakajima to the clinic, but he left quickly without stopping.

Once again there were only two people left in the clinic.

The little boy opened the textbook given by the teacher obediently, looking at the knowledge that he seemed to never learn, his mind was in a mess, and his hair was messed up.

"Teacher, do you know it from birth? You don't need to learn it from scratch." The apprentice lay lifelessly on the desk, and stretched out his hand to pluck his hair.

Only by pulling your hair out and feeling dizzy while reading a book can you feel more comfortable.

Qiyu took out a bento and opened it, inside was the deep-fried Yuanxiao specially made for his disciples in the morning.

Crispy on the outside, soft and sweet on the inside, the deep-fried Yuanxiao made the little boy who had been frowning all this time finally frowned and said, "It's delicious."

"Continue reading after eating."

"I, like you, learned from scratch."

"At the beginning, I couldn't understand some of the things Mr. Sen told me. I had to read several medical books to understand."

Completely unable to understand the common sense of medicine, Qiyu actually didn't feel so comfortable when he was studying medical books, but the urgent understanding of the human body in his heart made him persevere.

Even so far, he still hasn't found the reason for his hair loss.

"Even now, I have only learned the tip of the iceberg of medicine."

"There is no end to learning in medicine."

So Qitama is reading foreign language books recently, and plans to expand her knowledge.

"I wish I could never finish eating the fried dumplings." Nakajima Janos Dun subconsciously scratched his hair.

"Teacher, am I not smart enough, so I always fail to learn?"

I seem to be very stupid.

Qiyu put down his voluminous medical books, walked up to his apprentice, and touched his head. His hair was thick, soft and fluffy, and it felt particularly good to the touch. "Don't belittle yourself, my apprentice was very smart."

"But……"

"Don't worry, take it step by step. I will learn from the beginning with you, and you can see how I learned."

"En." The little boy cheered up immediately: it seemed that once he was with the teacher, he immediately became energetic.

Nakajima Janos Dun squatted in front of the microwave oven, watching the slightly shaking bento through the transparent glass.

The aroma of food becomes more intense as it is heated.

The microwave oven dinged.

The door of the clinic opened at the same time.

"Little brother, someone is injured. Misaka Misaka looked at my little brother pleadingly, hoping that my little brother can come to the doctor." The girl with a baby face suddenly ran in, reached out and grabbed the corner of Saitama's white coat, and looked up at him .

"I'm going to get the medicine box." Saitama immediately went to get the medicine box without any hesitation.

He quickly left the clinic, followed the girl through several streets, and came to a narrow alley.

In the deepest part of the alley sat a boy, wearing military goggles not far away. A girl in a middle school uniform stood in front of him. Opposite them was Osamu Dazai in a black suit.

Since taking control of the Mafia intelligence unit, Osamu Dazai has made many adjustments, and finally captured these supernatural powers (superpowers) who do not belong to Yokohama before they approached the clinic.

Once Qiyu appeared, he went straight to the deepest part of the alley, "Mr. Fang, you are injured."

The girl wearing goggles suddenly turned to look at Saitama, "Ordinary people without superpowers can't bear my purple electricity."

"Little brother is a doctor invited by Misaka Misaka!" The girl explained with a puffy face.

The girl paused, receiving the information shared by the last work.

"Mr. Saitama is living with Mr. Chuya, Misaka said."

"I don't know what it's like for two boys to live together. It's like the dormitory of the eldest sister. There are two beds in one room, and one person sleeps on each bed?"

Qiyu squeezed Accelerator's thin arm and looked at it, "It's broken, it needs bone setting and fixation, and there are not enough tools at hand, so I have to go to the clinic."

"Misaka is very curious about how Saitama-san and Nakaya-san live together."

Qiyu thought for a while and explained, "The room we live in is very small, and there can only be one bed. Zhong and I also sleep on one quilt and two pillows."

However, Nakahara Chu often leaves early and returns late, and most of the time it is Saitama who sleeps in a large bed by himself.

"Will Chu touch you too? Misaka asked curiously."

In the Misaka network, there is a girl who 'cohabits' next to the eldest sister, and often tries to touch the eldest sister's head.

Are all cohabitants like this?

"no."

"And you can't ask this kind of thing directly."

"We don't know each other very well."

Even if you are very familiar, you can't ask so directly.

Saitama didn't care about this when he lived with Nakahara Chuya.

As a result, the question was asked suddenly, and Qiyu couldn't help but wonder if he had really touched it.

It seems to have happened, but it's not intentional, it's just that when you fall asleep at night, your posture is not as regular as when you are awake, and you will always encounter it accidentally.

Qiyu supported Accelerator and walked forward. The narrow alley in front of him was already blocked by Osamu Dazai, and there were Mafia members who appeared behind him who did not know when.

All of them are vicious, wearing black suits, and holding extremely lethal guns in their hands.

"Mr. Dazai." Saitama spoke first.

Osamu Dazai at this time was different from what he usually met, he just stood there so quietly, and the black suits behind him all ordered and forbade, obviously convinced this very young boy very much.

The windbreaker on Osamu Dazai's body fluttered under the blowing of the wind. Half of his palm was wrapped with a bandage, only his thin fingers were exposed, but even this was enough.

"Little brother, are we trapped? Misaka Misaka doesn't want to be trapped and wants to go to the clinic." The girl looked up at Saitama.

"Trapped," Saitama said.

With so many people blocking the alley, Osamu Dazai obviously came prepared.

"Get out of the way." Accelerator pushed Saitama away, and staggered forward, "If you can erase my super power, can you restore these buildings to their original state?"