Using the MC system to pretend spiritual revival

Chapter 213 Tomie, shouldn't you be dead?
In a state of confusion, consciousness drifted and sank.

Yamen felt as if he had a very, very long dream.

In her dream, she led a ten-person team to solve many cases, found her own extraordinary methods, and later became a hero in people's praises.

Oh right, next to him was a strikingly beautiful figure with long, straight black hair.

what do you say that is?

Oh, right, Kawakami... Tomie.

"Bang...Bang..."

In his chaotic thoughts, Amen suddenly remembered the name that had been swirling in his mind but was not quite clear.

The name itself seems to possess some kind of magical power.

The next moment it came to mind.

A series of sounds, like muffled drumbeats or some strange heartbeat, gradually became clearer in my consciousness.

Then, everything in the surrounding dream began to dissipate.

The cheering crowd and the cherry blossom leaders who were about to present the awards all shattered and vanished into nothingness.

Amen, who was standing on the podium awaiting recognition, was suddenly plunged into boundless darkness.

Only the increasingly loud heartbeats filled my ears.

……

"Hula-!"

In a small, dirty hospital room, a young man who had been lying motionless as if fast asleep suddenly opened his eyes and sat up on the bed.

The old, rusty iron-framed hospital bed creaked loudly from the violent movement.

This immediately attracted the attention of everyone else in the room.

"Tap tap tap~" came the sound of hurried footsteps.

A slightly overweight middle-aged nurse walked over.

Looking at Amen, who was hanging his head, staring wide-eyed, and panting heavily, he was initially surprised, but then greeted him with a smile.

"You're awake, young man! You're finally alright! You scared me to death!"

"When your girlfriend brought you here, you were covered in injuries and had internal bleeding!"

"Dr. Wang worked most of the night to stop your bleeding. You should really thank your beautiful girlfriend!"

"If she hadn't voluntarily donated blood to you, you probably wouldn't have woken up at all, let me tell you..."

The middle-aged nurse launched into a rapid-fire speech that left Amen, who had just been jolted awake from his coma, completely stunned.

A flood of information suddenly rushed into my mind, causing a moment of confusion.

After a long while, Yamen finally sorted out his thoughts and understood the general situation.

It seems that after he lost consciousness again, he was rescued and taken to the hospital where he is now for treatment, but the rest of his statement...

Looking up at the middle-aged nurse still beside him, who was talking enthusiastically, Yamen took a deep breath, raised his hand to interrupt her, and asked a question.

"...Please wait a moment, where is the person who saved me?"

"...There must be some misunderstanding. I don't have a girlfriend."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged nurse, who was still talking non-stop, suddenly stopped.

Soon, a hint of embarrassment appeared on his face.

"Ah...I see..."

"The young lady who brought you here seemed to know you well, and she even had your ID card. I thought you two were a couple... Haha... Sorry, young man."

After saying that, she felt a little embarrassed. Just then, she turned her head and saw a tall figure walk in through the open door in the corner.

His eyes lit up, and he quickly said...

"Your girlfriend...your friend is here. You two chat first, I have a few patients to take care of, so I'll be going now..."

After saying that, the middle-aged nurse slipped away and went behind a screen to get to work.

Amen simply shook his head slightly, not paying any attention, and rubbed his temples in slight pain.

Perhaps because I have just woken up, the images from my memories before I fell into a coma still flash through my mind from time to time, like a dream.

"call……"

I took a deep breath, cleared my mind for the moment, and started thinking about the most important things at hand.

How long was I unconscious? What happened in between? Where am I now? What caused the explosion…?

There are so many things to think about. People can't be brought back to life, and there's no time for suffering.

Then, remembering what the middle-aged nurse had just said, he followed her advice and turned to look in the direction of the door, searching with his eyes.

He was rather curious about who the beautiful girl the other person had just mentioned was.
Judging from the other person's tone, it seemed they knew him? But he didn't recall having any relatives or friends nearby...

My mind raced with speculation, but I composed myself, regardless of who it was.

I'll definitely thank Yifan properly later, and I can also find out what happened after I fainted.

Then, under Amen's gaze, a tall and slender figure with long black hair slowly walked in from outside the door.

As the girl stepped into the ward, she turned her head and met Yamen's gaze on the bed in the corner, giving him a slight smile.

She is indeed a very pretty girl with a sweet smile.

If the time and place were different, Yamen might feel a little embarrassed.

But seeing that face again in this place and at this moment only evokes overwhelming fear and confusion.

Suddenly, his pupils widened and solidified, reflecting the other person's exquisitely perfect face, down to the exact beauty mark at the corner of their eye.

For a moment, Yamen felt as if his heart had stopped beating.

Kawakami Tomie.

It stood before me, alive, complete, and even completely untouched.

"No, that can't be...she should be dead..."

The enormous impact left Amen, who had only recently regained consciousness, feeling a sense of confusion.

In his memory, this quiet, somewhat dull, beautiful girl should have died in that explosion.

This even caused Amen immense grief at one point.

The image depicted a human body being crushed by a giant object as if it were a bag of mud, with its contents being violently squeezed out and sprayed out.

And those lifeless eyes—Amen could never forget them.

Even now, it is clearly etched in my mind.

But reality clashes with memory; right in front of him stands a perfectly alive person.

Having not yet recovered from his injuries and having been in a coma for a long time, the sudden shock caused Yamen's vision to blur.

His body went limp and he was about to fall to the side.

But the next moment.

He felt a soft, warm hand support his shoulder and help him back to bed.

Feeling the warmth gradually fading from his shoulder, Amen's thoughts seemed to freeze.

He looked up blankly and met the gaze of the girl who had walked over and was supporting him. After a long while, he tentatively spoke.

"...Tomie?"

"Hmm? What's wrong, Captain?"

Without hesitation, upon hearing her name called, the girl opposite tilted her head and asked in confusion.

It was as if nothing had happened; it was a perfectly normal response, so normal that it was somewhat unsettling.

Yamen frowned and hesitated for a moment, but still did not speak directly and asked about the scene of the explosion.

He simply bent down, raised his hand to support his forehead, and spoke in a muffled tone.

"...It's nothing...I just woke up and I'm a little confused. Please sit down, I need to think about something."

After saying these words, Amon lowered his head to hide his expression, his eyes shifting, his brows furrowed, and his mind racing.

My memory is very clear, so it's unlikely to be a hallucination or anything like that.

He did see Tomie Kawakami, along with several members of her team, crushed into a pulp by massive building debris.

But the other person was warm when they helped me up, so it doesn't make sense to say they're some kind of vengeful spirit.

"...Could it really be that there's something wrong with my memory?"

The more he thought and speculated, the more doubts he had. There was so little information available, but Amen was certain that something must have happened after his second coma.

And these may be the key to the real answer.

During that time, only one person remained conscious...

Having sorted things out, Amon put aside his other doubts and glanced at Kawakami Tomie, who was sitting quietly in the chair next to him.

Perhaps noticing his gaze, the other person turned their head and revealed a perfectly sweet smile.

"call……"

Taking a deep breath, Amen pondered for a moment, deciding to start by exploring the peripheral issues.

He straightened his expression and finally spoke in a slightly bewildered tone.

"Tomie, what about the other team members? How are they...?"

After speaking, Amen's gaze subtly locked onto the face of the girl sitting beside him, carefully observing every change in her expression.

Meanwhile, upon hearing her captain's question, Kawakami Tomie paused for a moment, then lowered her eyes in a rather somber mood.

"They're all dead, Captain: Gangtai, Jianliang, Xizi..."

"...The explosion was so sudden, no one had time to react, many people died, only you and I, the captain, survived in the squad..."

His tone was sad, and his expression revealed his distress and confusion.

Yamen, who had been observing intently, frowned almost imperceptibly.

His expression was normal, and his tone was fine, but it sounded a little stiff.

However, upon reflection, it seems that ever since we first met, the other person has appeared somewhat dull and withdrawn.

There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with that.

"This……"

Now, Yamen was also in a bit of a predicament.

If what Tomie Kawakami said is true, the whole thing can be made clear. The only point of conflict is what she saw before she was blown up...

After hesitating for a long time, he ultimately did not directly ask the question, "Why didn't you die?"

In the end, he could only put aside his thoughts and turn to look at the rather rudimentary equipment around him, asking with some doubt.

"Where are we now? It looks like a hospital ward."

"But why is it like this? I don't remember having such a dilapidated hospital in Tokyo."

Upon hearing this, Kawakami Tomie, whose face was still filled with sadness and confusion due to the previous topic, was also stunned.

He blinked before replying.

"At that time, I led the team leader and ran to a less crowded place. The surrounding area was chaotic due to the explosions. Finally, we followed a kind person to this place."

He paused, seemingly pondering Amen's second question, before speaking again:
“I heard from others that this used to be a clinic, but it was in a remote location.”

"Dr. Wang is from Singapore. He came here with his wife and opened a clinic. He's the one who saved you, but a few years ago, this place was apparently shut down for some reason."

As she said this, a hint of regret appeared on the girl's face.

"Many people were injured in the city because of the explosion, and the roads were reportedly blocked, so many people did not have time to receive medical treatment."

"That's why the clinic has reopened and is accepting patients again..."

"...As for the rest, I don't know..."

The girl finished speaking.

After hearing this, Yamen nodded to himself, feeling a deep respect for Dr. Wang, whom he had never met before, who had saved him.

After looking around for a while, he turned around, got out of bed, and prepared to get up by supporting himself on the armrest.

"Where is this Dr. Wang you mentioned? I want to go and thank him in person... Ouch...!"

However, as soon as he moved, before he could even stand up completely, Yamen felt a sharp pain in his side abdomen.

She sat back down on the bed, having just lifted her buttocks, and couldn't help but reach out to cover the spot where the pain was coming from.

Upon touching it, it was a thick piece of gauze.

Only then did he remember to examine his own condition.

Looking down, one could see that beneath the thin hospital gown, the entire waist and abdomen were wrapped in thick bandages.

The rest of his limbs were also covered with white patches of various sizes.

At that moment, a slightly worried female voice came from the side.

"Captain...you should lie back down quickly. The doctor said you suffered an impact, resulting in internal bleeding and broken ribs. You need to rest..."

As she spoke, she saw Kawakami Tomie stand up from her chair, walk over, and help Amon back onto the bed.

"...You can thank me in person later. Dr. Wang said your wound is healing very well and it won't take long."

After helping the other person back to bed, he offered a comforting remark.

At this moment, Yamen also remembered what the nurse had said earlier and realized that he was indeed seriously injured.

He gave up the idea of ​​moving around and lay on the hospital bed like a corpse.

His gaze shifted to the girl standing by the bed.

His response was a sweet smile, which even made the mole at the corner of his eye seem to curve.

This put Amen in a somewhat awkward position, so he could only turn back and stare blankly at the dusty and cobweb-covered ceiling of the ward.

The two chatted casually for the rest of the time.

Yamen has now gained a basic understanding of himself, a teammate whose presence has always been rather weak.

She grew up in an orphanage, and worked hard all the way through her studies and career, much like the protagonist in many inspirational novels.

Unfortunately, just as things were turning around, his team was left with only two people.

Yamen also noticed that this team member had a good mindset. Although he could hear some confusion, sadness and fear in his voice, his emotions were very stable.

Perhaps this is the resilience that comes from growing up alone?

Yamen didn't know.

During their conversation, the two talked about their dreams, their experiences at school, and their observations.

Sometimes, when Amon asked a question, the girl beside him would hesitate for a long time, as if she didn't know how to answer.

That does match my impression of him as a dull and taciturn person.

The answers are often very straightforward, just like reciting a text.

It reminds me of when I was in school, we were required to read aloud with feeling, but after crossing out "with feeling," it felt like reading without any emotion at all.

Yamen secretly guessed that this somewhat dull teammate was probably a top student or a bookworm when he was in school.

In the middle of a chat.

There were many gaps in the conversation.

Although Amon was trying his best to liven up the atmosphere, the girl next to him's robotic responses quickly led the conversation to an awkward situation.

Finally, no one spoke for several minutes.

After a long while, just as Amen was feeling a little awkward and wondering what to say, he heard a sound beside him.

Turning his head, he saw the girl stand up from her seat, her hands slightly clasped, and bend over in his direction.

"...It's nice to chat with you, Captain. It's almost dinner time. I'll go find some food."

As she spoke, the girl straightened up, waved her hand, turned around, and walked towards the door.

Yamen was a little stunned, but didn't think much of it.

However, through that conversation, I gained some understanding of this team member's way of doing things, so it didn't seem abrupt.

Just thinking about what the other person had said, I glanced around.

Finally, they saw a dilapidated wall clock on the opposite wall.

The time displayed above was indeed six o'clock in the afternoon, and the sunlight outside the window seemed to be dimming.

"...Is it lunchtime yet...Now that you mention it, I am actually a little hungry."

Muttering to himself, Yamen raised his hand and rubbed his bandaged stomach.

After the other person mentioned it, I felt as if my stomach was completely empty, and waves of hunger washed over me.

"It's probably because of the injury..."

"...My body was so exhausted, I feel like I haven't eaten for days..."

(End of this chapter)