After COS real people crossed, they tried to cover their vests to save their lives

"Near the 3-chome 15th place, there is a vending machine next to it... Yes, sorry for the trouble."

The real person briefly described what had happened with a little embellishment, ended the call with the police, put the phone back in his trouser pocket, and looked back at the boy who was staring at him intently.

At this time, Junpei didn't even know the existence of the curse. In the plot, he was later transformed by the real man of the curse spirit in the original book with inaction transformation to transform his brain.

At present, it is very harmless to real people, and it is much safer than other high-level professionals.

The real person thought for a while and asked in his mind: [It's all here, can you stay a little longer? ]

The parallel lines are now temporarily shielded, and the huge data link of the system monitors the whereabouts of all the original characters, in case the host commits Mercury retrograde again and unexpected changes occur, it gradually begins to become Buddhist.

[As you please. ]

The real person happily raised his foot to go there, and inadvertently kicked the scattered cans on the ground. Because there are vending machines next to them, there are a lot of this kind of garbage, and it will hinder the appearance of the city if it is spread on the ground.

Remembering that this was caused by myself, I naturally bent down.

Yoshino Junpei couldn't accurately describe the feeling at this moment in words, the physical pain still existed, but it was no longer unbearable as if relieved.

After a short rest, he had regained some strength, and he stood up, "Thank you..." Because of this bad experience, he became more introverted, and when he opened his mouth several times, he found that he didn't know what to say other than thank you.

At this time, the black clothes who came over suddenly paused, and then bent down to pick up the bottles and cans on the ground.

Yoshino Junpei blinked, and saw that the person who saved him—just now the other party said that he was arrested on the charge of assaulting the police should be a "police officer".

The police officer reversed his tactics and acted decisively, carefully picking up the garbage and throwing it back to its original place.

Don't forget to classify.

The body was faster than the consciousness, and Yoshino Junpei quickly stepped forward to help.

The police officer who covered his face and did not introduce his name was a very nice person. Together they took the trash back into the bin and found a nearby convenience store to borrow the bathroom to wash their hands.

Yoshino Junpei stayed inside for a while longer, tidying up the soiled clothes and cleaning the wound.

Pulling back the bangs to cover the burn from the cigarette butt, splashing water on the face will inevitably double the pain, but it feels unparalleled refreshing.Yoshino Junpei raised his head and looked at the figure in the mirror of the washstand.

It seems to have recovered the past, no, it is the new self.

The powerful figure in the black costume is lingering in front of his eyes, he is eager to get close, and wants to become such a fearless and reliable person.

When Yoshino Junpei opened the door and came out, Masato was waiting beside him.

Holding the medical alcohol and tweezers gauze bought from local materials in his hand, this convenience store is quite complete, so the boy sat on the chair in the rest area of ​​the convenience store and said, "Just clean it up and bandage it."

Yoshino Junpei didn't know when the other party found out. The hand on his forehead that controlled the tweezers to clean up the sand and dust embedded in the wound was gentle and skillful. Just now, these hands easily beat down several tall teenagers.

[Press X to perform medical operations. 】

[The treatment has been completed. 】

"All right."

After reading the article, the real person regained control of his hands. In fact, he seldom used this button. He was a curse spirit and had no chance to experience it. He only handled it for him twice when he was partnered with Gin.

Although the equipment is crude, this method is definitely among the top surgeons.

While tidying things up, the real person told: "It's best to go to the hospital to prescribe some medicine tomorrow, go home when it's getting late, and go to the police station to make up the record when you have time."

"Thank you, I remember."

Yoshino Junpei raised his hand to touch the well-fitted gauze under the bangs, which still had the temperature of the palm of the person in front of him, and he didn't want to take it off—even though his mother might find out.

"My name is Yoshino Junpei..."

He only spoke halfway, when Daoist suddenly got up and interrupted inadvertently.

"Yoshino-kun, the police should be here, let's go."

Yoshino Junpei was stunned for a moment, being sensitive to other people's emotions, he vaguely sensed that the other party was avoiding his next question, and stood up a little bit disappointed.

"Ok."

When we got back to the vending machine, the police had indeed arrived.

As if the dust had settled, several bullying classmates and a few like-minded people from the society were taken to the police car one after another. Among them, Shota Ito, who was the most seriously injured and still in a coma, was sent to the hospital for treatment.

The headed black-haired criminal policeman who seems to have a high police rank was the first to spot them.

Tall and burly, with slender limbs, he walked up to the black-clothed police officer in a few steps, frowned slightly and opened his mouth and said:

"Uncle, what happened?"

"—?"

Yoshino Junpei was stupefied when he heard the young man next to him respond: "How did you recognize me when I was dressed like this?"

Yoshino Junpei tilted his head in surprise, the voice should be very young.

The system didn't pay attention to this side, Masato didn't expect that it was his elder nephew Kento Sanada who came. He raised the brim of his hat and looked over it inquiringly, realizing that he couldn't let Junpei next to him see his face clearly and put it back.

"You didn't put a locator on me, did you?"

Sanada Kento obviously didn't realize that it was a joke, and explained in a solemn and deep voice: "It's your mobile phone number." He thought something important had happened.

Every time I chatted with him, there were more than half a sentence. The real person felt bored and immediately made an excuse to leave, "This case is just like what I described in the call to the police."

Before leaving, he said to Yoshino Junpei: "If there is a need to prosecute those people, we will help you find a lawyer to collect evidence and let them stay in the juvenile detention center for a few more years."

There is a high probability that something will be involved, including the illegal interests behind Shota Ito's company.

The real person remembered that during the previous fight, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the intensive bruising marks left by multiple injections on the arms of several people, and perhaps first asked them to go to the drug rehabilitation center for a while.

The black figure walked away, and his back was hidden in the night.

Yoshino Junpei stared at the icon of the convenience store on the plastic bag in his hand.

"Officer Sanada, everyone has been brought back!"

When the police came to report, Sanada Kento looked at the young man who should have been rescued by a real person by chance, and suggested, "Where do you live, we will take you back."

Yoshino Junpei shook his head, "The police officer just now..."

"I can't tell you, he's on a special mission."

"That's right."

Yoshino Junpei also noticed that that person was indeed not like an ordinary policeman.

[What do you want to do when you grow up? ]

I have written many essays on this topic from elementary school to high school. Yoshino Junpei is more about describing other people's future, and it is difficult to bring myself into it. I always feel that there is something wrong as if the editing method is not suitable.

But at the moment, Yoshino Junpei felt that the film was appropriate.

He wants to be a policeman.

Regardless of the sudden passionate longing, he wants to be like that person.

When Yoshino Junpei came home that night, his mother was still up, and there were a few more empty wine glasses and a few more dishes of newly made side dishes on the dining table than when he left.

Although her mother often drank to soothe her worries after her parents divorced, and sometimes neglected him due to the pressure of life and work, she was still the best in the world in the eyes of Yoshino Junpei.

Seeing his son come back, Nagi Yoshino yawned, changed his posture and lay down on the barely vacant space on the table, his eyes swept over Junpei Yoshino, without revealing his poor disguise, he just asked, "Why have you been here for so long?"

Yoshino Junpei stepped forward to clear the empty dishes, and said seriously after careful consideration.

"I want to apply for the police academy."

"what……"

"I want to apply for the police academy, Mom."

Something happened to him, it was different.

Yoshino Nagi smiled, "Just do it if you want."