Amethyst Fascination

The day before the return of the First Army, Yukimura asked Coach Kurobe for leave, and was going to the hospital for another full-body examination.

After tidying up everything, Yukimura leaned against the head of the bed and rested for a while, endured a little dizziness, stood up slowly and walked out the door.Pushing open the door, he saw at a glance that the little boy who was supposed to be training on the court was leaning against the corridor, with the brim of his hat pulled down, his little head dozing off.

"Ryoma, why are you here?" Amethyst's phoenix eyes were slightly surprised, Yukimura stood in front of the boy and asked softly.

Raising his hands and rubbing his sleepy eyes, the boy looked up at Yukimura, frowned slightly and remained silent for a moment, "I'll accompany you to the hospital."

These days, he has deliberately paid attention to this person's state. Every time he plays a game, this person has to rest outside the court for a long time.How could he not care at all.

The corners of his lips were raised slightly, and his purple eyes contained unconcealable touch and joy. Yukimura put his arms around the young man's thin shoulders, and smiled softly: "Ryoma cares about me very much."

I never told this child about going to the hospital for an examination today, just because I was afraid that he would be worried, but I never thought that this child would go with me.

His small face became slightly hot, and the boy looked sideways at the long, white fingers on his shoulders, and urged in a low voice: "Stop talking nonsense, if you don't leave, you won't be able to catch the bus."

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Holding Yukimura's coat and leaning against the corridor of Kanai General Hospital, the young man looked at the slender figure following the nurses in and out of each consulting room, with a deep knot between his delicate eyebrows.

Although he didn't want to call back to the United States and be ridiculed by his stinky dad, the unquenchable anxiety in his heart still made him think about it for a while, then took out his mobile phone and dialed the overseas number.Ignoring Nanjiro's sleepy voice on the other end of the phone, he opened his mouth and asked, "Dad, do you know any doctors in America?"

After being stunned for a moment, Nanjiro seemed to have regained consciousness, and said with a naughty smile: "Why, is your elder brother Seichi sick again?"

He has long seen that there is a bond between his son and that beautiful boy that is unbroken by time and distance.So Nanjiro didn't need to ask, he also knew that his stubborn and awkward son risked being laughed at and called because of that boy.

"He's not my brother!" The young man yelled back, his face flushed slightly, and he continued to ask persistently, "Say, do you know any doctors?"

Ignoring the boy's slightly angry tone, Nanjiro picked out his ears, and then teased: "Oh, it's not my brother, is it your lover, boy?"

"I'm hanging up the phone." Not interested in Nanjiro's provocation at all, the boy was about to hang up the phone as he spoke.

"Wait, boy." Calling his son to stop, Nanjiro muttered dissatisfiedly: "It's so heartless, boy. Tell me, what kind of doctor are you looking for? With your father's connections, I'm afraid you won't be able to find one." Doctor?"

Pursing his lips, the young man frowned and thought for a while, then said, "Then you go ask, is there any possibility of Grebari syndrome recurring?"

"No need to ask, I can answer you now, yes." Answering the boy very quickly, Nanjiro blinked at Renzi who was awakened by the phone, motioned her to be quiet, and continued: "That's why your mother The reason for asking Jingshi to come to the United States for a thorough inspection.”

Nanjiro's answer made the young man's exquisite eyebrows and eyes frowned even tighter. He bit his lips and remained silent for a moment. He whispered: "Then you contact the hospital, and I will bring him back when the camp is over."

"Really, you brat, you won't even say goodbye." Hearing his son's busy tone the moment he finished speaking, Nanjiro complained, looked at Rinko who was full of doubts, and said, "The situation in Seishi City may not be good." good."

"Is it still a relapse?" Lunzi sighed with worry in his eyes, "I asked you to bring them back a long time ago, but you just refused."

As early as when she learned of Yukimura's illness, Rinko had already contacted her friends in the United States, and she also knew that there was a possibility of recurrence of Grey-Barre Syndrome.It is because of this that she has repeatedly invited Yukimura to go to the United States, just to completely cure his illness.

Lunzi really likes that handsome and gentle boy, and he can see how much pressure his peers have never even imagined under that seemingly gentle appearance.

After bowing his head and pondering for a moment, Nanjiro said lightly: "There should be no recurrence, but there are already signs. Otherwise, Ryoma would not ask such a question."

"That kid in Jingshi has too many things hidden in his heart. His character is too stubborn, and he will never ask for help." Recalling the gentle and alienated smile, Lunzi sighed softly.

Glancing at Rinko, Nanjiro smiled suddenly, and said, "Don't just worry about Seiki, you should worry about our brat. I guess, when he returns to America this time, he will really bring you a son back. .”

Raising his eyebrows slightly, Rinko looked at Nanjiro in astonishment, and then smiled. "There's nothing wrong with that, anyway, we all like that kid from Jingshi."

"That brat Ryoma, really." A little helpless, but also a little funny, Nanjiro shrank back under the bed, and whispered: "Tomorrow, you can ask about the physical examination in Seiichi."

The teenager didn't know what else his parents said after the phone call. He only knew that after the examination, the doctor's expression became a little more solemn.

Pursing his lips lightly, Yukimura sat quietly on the side, letting the boy gently hold his hand, lowered his head, and waited for Dr. Nagasaki who was still silent about the examination report.

"Yukimura-kun, are you feeling unwell recently?" After a long time, Nagasaki turned to look at Yukimura and asked gently.

Smiling slightly, Yukimura replied in a low voice: "It's nothing special, it's just that I get tired easily, so I'm a little worried."

"That's good." With a sigh of relief, Nagasaki thought for a while and said, "From your physical examination report, there is nothing wrong with your body for the time being, but you should pay attention to rest and don't overwork yourself. Playing ball It also depends on your physical condition, if you feel tired, stop immediately."

Before Yukimura could speak, the boy who had been silent all this time suddenly asked, "Does Senior Yukimura need to be hospitalized?"

Glancing at this familiar child in some surprise, Nagasaki's eyes quietly fell on the two intertwined hands, as if he understood something.After a moment of silence, he smiled and said, "That's not necessary, I'll prescribe some medicine, Mr. Yukimura just remember to take it on time. Remember, don't overdraw your energy, understand?"

The originally tense emotions could finally be relaxed, Yukimura exhaled lightly, and said with a smile: "I remember, thank you, Dr. Nagasaki."

"Then I'm leaving first. You rest here, and the nurse will bring the medicine later." Standing up, he smiled at the two equally outstanding children. Dr. Nagasaki left first, leaving this quiet space gave them.

"I'm fine, little guy." Looking back at the boy's beautiful cat eyes, Yukimura's lips curved slightly, and his fingertips gently slid across the light purple on the small earlobe, comforting softly.

Frowning lightly, the boy did not struggle, but put his small head on Yukimura's shoulder, and his childish voice was slightly hoarse: "You have to be good, Yukimura-senpai."

"Don't worry, didn't the doctor say nothing is wrong." Gently tightening his arms, Yukimura hugged the young man to his chest, lowered his head and kissed his soft hair, and said with a slight smile, "It's so rare that Ryoma will meet with you." I'm being coquettish."

Biting his lips lightly, the boy was not angry for the first time, quietly leaning on Yukimura's arms, looking up at his gentle and smiling purple eyes, and asked softly, "Are you still participating in the competition?"

"It's hard to be the only junior high school student selected. It seems a pity not to participate." His slender fingers touched the boy's slightly parted lips, his amethyst-like eyes looked deeply at the clear cat's eyes, Yukimura looked at him Shaking his head slightly under disapproving eyes: "Little guy, you should know better than anyone else that I can't give up."

Looking at Yukimura quietly, the boy suddenly raised the corners of his eyes and smiled slightly after staring at each other for a long time.Gently grabbing Yukimura's wrist, he snorted softly, "If you didn't join the First Army, I won't spare you, Senior Yukimura."

The purple eyes were slightly curved, Yukimura's handsome face was full of arrogance, and he smiled lightly: "That's natural."