Are you Yokohama people like this?

Things didn't calm down until about eight o'clock in the morning.

The patients and their family members in the hospital were all guessing. After discussing with Asahina Masami, the hospital gave an ambiguous explanation: the cherry blossom trees drifted in from outside the window, and there were children from relatives playing pranks.

Which is to say, believe it or not, that’s how it works—quite literally.

The hospital has solved it, but the Asahina family is currently facing a huge problem.

The Asahina brothers gathered in the ward—Tong also changed another ward again, because the original one had been flooded with petals, and the cleaning aunt hired by the elder brother to pay for it temporarily was cleaning the room.

Asahina Tsubaki: "...Am I dreaming, Azusa, just now, my elder brother told us that my younger brother turned into a petal elf!"

Nazi Asahi sighed helplessly: "You are a sober Tsubaki, and Brother Yachen was talking about cherry blossom petals falling from Tong Ye's head when he sneezed, not the petal spirit."

Chun: "Isn't this the flower petal elf! Could it be that brother, your real body is actually an elf, and you were finally discovered by the elf king and will be forcibly brought back to the moon to say goodbye to us?!"

Azusa: "That's Kaguya Ji, stop messing with Chun, Brother Jing is going to beat you."

Asahina Tsubaki put away her hippie smiling expression, grabbed the silver hair on her head handsomely, and shrugged: "I just want to liven up the atmosphere, it's just a few petals, my dear brother, why do you look like this?" Haggard?"

Tong, who didn't rest well all night because of the fracture, and suffered such a big blow this morning, didn't want to talk, and lay motionless on the bed.

He felt that as long as he was an upright and straight boy, he couldn't accept the fact that his petals would fall if he sneezed overnight!

What kind of motherfucker's setting is this? !

Why not turn his tears into diamonds and sell them for money!

Asahi Nato was also lying on the bed with a look of lovelessness, Ukyo looked at his pale face, and couldn't help but sigh in distress.

How should we deal with this unscientific phenomenon?Will the acquaintances who went to the research institute be used to arrest Tong Ye and slice him up?

Ukyo was worried, but what worried him even more was the fact that Tong Ye had hay fever.

That's right, Asahi Nao also suffers from hay fever, and it's not a mild one.It’s okay if it’s one or two flowers or in a relatively wide place. Once so many petals suddenly appear in such a small space like this morning, if you stay in it for a long time, it’s not just a simple sneeze. Suffocation symptoms, life-threatening.

In the end how to do……

When You Jing was pondering aside, the corner of his clothes was suddenly pulled by the person on the bed.

"Brother Jing, can you help me contact the person from the Armed Detective Agency?"

"Yes, yes," You Jing asked suspiciously, "But what are you contacting them for? You don't have to worry about the bomb maniac incident. I have already dealt with it properly."

The black-haired boy shook his head, and explained softly: "They may know more about...about this petal."

Asahina Ukyo Teruya contacted the Armed Detective Agency at the words of Toya, and he did not know the peculiarities of this company until then. No wonder there were always some disagreements in the negotiations with him in the past few days.

The man who answered the phone was the man named Kunikida Doppo. Asahina Ukyo had been in contact with him the most in the past few days. Although he had an unkind face, he was a serious and responsible man.

After briefly talking to the other side about the situation here, the man said that he would come as soon as possible.

Asahina Ukyo stood outside for a long time before going back. As soon as she reached the corridor, she saw a row of Asahina standing neatly outside the ward, as if being punished by elementary school students, each standing straight.

Youjing's eyelids twitched: "What are you doing, are you being the door god?"

Chun Yizheng said: "Tong also despises the petals of the mother-in-law Jiji. In order to save the self-esteem of my lovely brother, I will give the other party a blow when someone comes, so that they dare not—"

"Nonsense! Is it your attitude to ask others?" You Jing glared at him, then turned to look at the remaining three people: "I won't say anything about Azusa and Zao, most likely they were dragged out by Chun again, yes, What's the matter with you! As an elder brother, how can you control your younger brother!"

Asahina raised her hand with a wry smile, "I came out to prevent my brother from being beaten."

Of course You Jing didn't believe him, and when he wanted to say something, a voice suddenly came from the other end of the corridor.

"Mr. Asahina."

The four Mr. Asahina looked at the person who came. Kunikida Tokpo paused, then changed his words: "Mr. Ukyo, I've been waiting for a long time."

You Jing went up to meet him and nodded: "Please run for a while."

"It should be."

Their glasses reflected light at the same time, and they shook hands tacitly.

Tsubaki Asahina twitched the corners of her mouth, and inexplicably got goosebumps all over her body: "Wow... this is a versatile social rhetoric."

He skipped the two people shaking hands, glanced at the few people behind the blond man one by one, and finally stopped on a black-haired man with a bandage around his neck.

Tsubaki Asahina couldn't help whistling in his heart for his novel look, and the next second, the black-haired man suddenly raised his eyes to meet Tsubaki Asahina's gaze.

The man slowly showed a kind smile.

Asahina Tsubaki paused for a moment, but suddenly withdrew her gaze and turned her back.

"Tsubaki?" Asahinazu noticed his abnormality and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Azusa... I seem to have seen a person who came out of the script just now."

"Do you mean that the other party is very handsome?" Azusa Asahina glanced at the few visitors, and nodded in agreement, "They are indeed very handsome."

Asahina Tsubaki interrupted him a little anxiously, "It's not about appearance. When has Mr. Tsubaki ever lost to someone else in terms of appearance! It's the eyes, those eyes seem to be soaked with black ink stains, bottomless, as if living in the depths Unknown emotions..."

"Tsubaki..."

"Can you understand me, Azusa?"

Azusa Asahi looked at him deeply, and for a moment, patted him on the shoulder under the expectant eyes of the latter: "Take a break if you are too tired from work. Try not to use the lines in the script in real life, as they will be regarded as weird of."

After all, he turned around and entered the house.

"..." Don't underestimate his ten-year-old eyesight!

Atsushi Nakajima also came to visit this time, and he should have nothing to do with him, but for some reason he always missed the situation of this young man who was about the same age as himself, so he applied to come with him.

He couldn't help but keep turning his head to look at the handsome men in this room, and sat down on the stool: "These people are all your brothers? That's amazing."

Whether it's Asahina-kun's mother or the genes of this family...

"So many people... how do they have different hair colors?" Atsushi Nakajima still couldn't help asking.

Tong also slowly raised the inclination of the bed, and said calmly, "Young man, you have touched the core secret of the world, and I can only tell you about it—don't ask, it's just dyeing your hair."

Atsushi Nakajima: "...Okay."

"I heard from Mr. Kunikida that you have awakened your abilities?"

Tong also froze for a moment, and asked, "You call this a supernatural power?"

He paused, covered his mouth and sneezed, at the same time, three cherry blossom petals fell on top of his head.

There were surprised sounds from Asahina's brothers behind him, apparently it was the first time for them to witness the scene of falling flowers.Atsushi Nakajima smiled wryly, and reached out to remove the petals from the boy's head.

"It's an ordinary cherry blossom petal." He looked at it and handed it to Osamu Dazai.

"Other than that, is there anything strange about it?" He asked again, "For example, there is always some restlessness in my heart, the feeling of wanting to tear something apart."

Are all your abilities so violent...?

Osamu Dazai chuckled and said, "Aunt, not everyone is as restless as your little tiger."

Atsushi Nakajima was shocked: "Is that so?!" He thought that everyone would have to go through that period. Fortunately, he thought that he only realized the existence of supernatural powers halfway through, so he could provide some suggestions.

"I understand you."

Nakajima Atsushi raised his head in surprise, not only him, even Dazai Osamu showed a hint of surprise on his face.

Although the ability varies from person to person, unless it is a particularly bloodthirsty and manic ability, it should be peaceful when it is awakened normally, and the awakening of this person is similar to the flowering ability. It should be the same...

This has touched the blind spot. Could it be that this supernatural ability can be tapped in other directions?

Dazai Osamu's kite-colored pupils dimmed, and he pondered thoughtfully. The next moment, he heard the boy on the hospital bed say:

"I understand you very well, because every time I see those petals, I also want to tear them apart."

This time, Atsushi Nakajima was stunned. He felt that this person seemed to have misunderstood him, but he still asked subconsciously, "Why?"

"Because..." The black-haired boy paused, buttoned his face in embarrassment, and then whispered after a while: "Sexy?"

Atsushi Nakajima: ...

Osamu Dazai: Pfft——