When the Juggernaut Comes To the Second Dimension

Whether it's about being hurt, or comforting others when you're hurt... It's not going to make you happy, no matter who it is, whether it's Yong Ye or Misaka Mikoto in front of her.

"To this extent...?"

Misaka Mikoto looked at Yongye and noticed the multiple scars on his body, as well as the puncture wound that almost saw the opposite side of his chest. It was really hard to believe how such a fatal injury could be regarded as such a so-called level, and it was only after a rest. It's ok.

You know, now his body looks completely like he will die immediately.

"Hurry up and notify the hospital! Also, there is hemostasis, and..."

When she came back to her senses, she forgot what she wanted to say for a moment, Misaka Mikoto's face changed suddenly, and she was in a hurry to help him stop the bleeding.

"Don't be nervous, really...I know my body, there is a saying that? A long illness will heal?...Well, yes, this is the sentence, I know it to this level, that is, I will die no matter what it is tomorrow. No way."

"You mean... you've been injured at this level, and... let it go until the next day?"

Just listening to this nonchalance, to Yong Ye himself, seemed to be just talking about what he ate yesterday, Mikoto felt that her whole body was shaking.

"No...that doesn't matter, right? Don't worry, it has nothing to do with you."

Compared with the small things like the injuries on the body, what really gave Yong Ye a headache was because Misaka Mikoto was on the scene before, and her intervention was almost equivalent to admitting her identity, so she was forced to admit her identity, obviously it was good. It's easy to get rid of the relationship... In this case, it doesn't mean...

"Hey... let's get out of here first, don't think about these irrelevant things."

This sentence was not only said to Misaka Mikoto, but also to Yong Ye himself. By the way, he patted the dazed **** the head with his **** hands.

"Mr. Yong Ye is right. The wisest judgment now is to leave here immediately and go to the hospital for treatment. Do Misaka will remind you at the right time."

Without waiting for Misaka Mikoto to say anything else, a younger sister Misaka, who looked as clean as new, immediately supported him from the side.

At the same time, this also made Misaka Mikoto sigh, temporarily put down everything else she wanted to say, and continued with one hand to let Yong Ye's hand go around her shoulder to support her, and took out her mobile phone with the other hand to make a call. call the ambulance.

There are tea-haired girls on the left and right, and they look exactly the same. There are also the same girls around, and they are still trying to stop the bleeding... This feeling is really strange.

But...for the time being, he didn't have the leisure to care about this kind of thing, and he fell asleep after a while.

It was during the period of time that he was in a coma, Shokuhou Misaki, who had been knocked out and sent the clan members back to the dormitory, finally woke up, but everything came to a close before that.

In the gorgeous four-poster bed shrouded in drapery, Shokuhou, who was under the watchful eye of the clique girls, finally opened his eyes.

The first time he woke up, Shokuhou couldn't figure out what was going on right now. He was slapped by Yongye while rubbing. His temples, which were still aching till now, sat up from the bed, and his brain still felt muddled.

But it didn't take long before she remembered what the situation was like now.

In the past, in front of the members of the faction, the calm and composed attitude collapsed like a sand castle, and then a cold sweat broke out. The restless girl rushed to the door, intending to find Yong Ye's whereabouts, but she hadn't opened the door yet. His deputy grabbed her wrist.

"Wait, Her Lady Queen."

Shokuhou just turned around and didn't say anything, but he opened his mouth to tell everything about convenience, and they sent a clan to observe the battle process from a distance.

At first, she was disappointed with the status quo, her eyes were dark, and when she thought that she hadn't reconciled with him, and that she hadn't helped him from beginning to end, she regretted her uselessness and wanted to cry.

But the next twists and turns made her a little unbelievable, and her complexion became incomparably complicated...

When Yong Ye woke up, the first thing that caught his eye was the familiar, pure white ceiling.

Undoubtedly, that was the place where he had been lying down for the longest time when he was in this world, the hospital... And judging from a small piece of uncleaned mildew next to the ceiling, this was the No. 5 ward where he had been living all the time.

Netherland Chasing Soul said that he has always reserved Ward No. 5 for him. Now it seems that it is not just a polite word but true. I don't know if this is considerate behavior. He really doesn't know whether to thank the other party or not. Maybe it's his VIP client privileges he's been in the hospital for so long?

Skillfully glanced at the window, it was pitch black outside, it was clear that the sky was not yet bright, and it was still night. Yong Ye was thinking about this boring thing, and when he was just staring out the window and not fully awake, a voice came from a place very close to his bed.

It was a girl's voice, sweet and greasy, but you could tell by just listening to the voice that her mood was obviously a little down.

"…you're awake?"

"...Shokuhou?"

Looking sideways, the person sitting next to her was trying to get Misaka Mikoto away and asked her to accompany Misaka sister's Shokuhou.

The girl looked at him with confusion and confusion on her face. She opened her mouth slightly but did not make any sound. Her eyes were hesitant like a lost child.

Shokuhou Caoqi didn't want Yong Ye to be more involved in this experiment, and tried her best to stop Yong Ye when she wanted to understand, because she knew that once she was drawn into that abnormal world composed of blood and darkness, It's not so easy to go back, and getting involved in that experiment is basically the same as being drawn into a death spiral.

but……

The gap between the current situation and the imagination is a bit big, which makes her a little unable to recover. There was a quarrel not long ago, but now she was saved by such a person...

The challenge is the strongest, and even fighting against the legendary angel, this may have gone beyond risking your life in common sense, but it is pure stupidity to seek death.

But seeing Yong Ye's current tragic state, and thinking that he was acting stupidly because of herself, she couldn't accuse him of anything. Even if she wanted to accuse him of not cherishing herself, she didn't know how to speak, but because she was inexplicably moved, And I felt the heat in my heart like a fool, and my heart-wrenching feelings became swollen.

"...I believe in the existence of heroes."

The girl wrapped Yong Ye's hand with both hands, placed it in front of her chest, and smiled at Yong Ye, who was bedridden on the hospital bed.

She felt that she would never forget "I think it is necessary to let the children believe in the existence of heroes for a while." Although the word "child" made her a little unhappy.

"No...no no, wait a minute, the previous things are fine, it doesn't matter if you forget them, it's better to say that forgetting will help a lot. If you keep remembering, I feel so ashamed...and can you stop doing this...whatever you say. That's not good either."

He would say that kind of words before, but Yong Ye was only out of the consideration of giving her hope and longing. How could he say such words under normal conditions? If possible, he hoped that the girl would forget about it and let go of her hand by the way.

He was still thinking about what to say, but this unexpected situation troubled him. His weak palms were wrapped in soft things, and he didn't even have the strength to pull them back.

It doesn't matter if the object is someone else, and it's not that I haven't touched it before. The object is strange, there are noblewomen and prostitutes, but if the object is a student... I still feel a little guilty.

He remembered that he had not regained his memory before, and he had berated the teacher who had shot at the students, pointing out that it was beast behavior, but now... even if he didn't have that kind of thought, he saw himself being held on the high chest of a 14-year-old junior high school girl. hands, and a sense of guilt arises spontaneously.

"There's nothing wrong with that, I think such a teacher is pretty good too."

"...But I'm lying on the hospital bed? I'm still covered in bandages..."

"It doesn't matter, I think it's good, um, or better."

Shokuhou Caoqi looked at Yong Ye, who had a troubled look on the hospital bed, but she showed a malicious smile instead.

Seeing this smile, Yong Ye had a bad premonition inexplicably.

"What do you mean by that? I don't understand... Why is it better for me?"

"Because now that you're awake, there doesn't seem to be anything bad except for lack of strength, loss of blood and weakness, then I don't need to worry about disturbing you, you see..."

The girl pointed out the dark window with her slender index finger.

"I know it's still dark, what's wrong with that?"

"It's too troublesome to go back, so I'll sleep in the same bed too. To find you, I'm running around everywhere, watching you until you wake up. I haven't slept all night, and I'm almost sleepy, so... you You will never refuse, will you?"

"...No, I will refuse."