Demon Capital Slayer

Chapter 150 Traffic Accidents

The air was filled with the smell of disinfectant.

Yu Jian frowned slightly, and distant memories surfaced in his mind.

"Thankfully, it was just a matter of removing the stitches," Aizen Yurika sighed.

“Indeed.” Yu Jian nodded and looked around.

It seems that, in any country in the world, seeing a doctor is a troublesome matter.

Under the current tiered medical system in Japan, a referral letter from a lower-level medical institution is required to register at a major hospital; otherwise, an additional fee will be charged.

Normally, something as trivial as removing stitches could be handled at a compliant community clinic.

Unfortunately, the community clinic near the school had an accident, so the two had to go to another large hospital nearby to queue up and register again.

The long wait made Mitsurugi realize that the great painter Isshiki Ran's choice to take them to a private (illegal) clinic was indeed very wise; she truly was a reliable adult.

Smelling the disinfectant, Lily noticed that the boy beside her was deep in thought. Although his expression remained as calm as ever, she could detect a slight change in his demeanor.

In a way, it's quite interesting...

Thinking this, Aizen Yurika then spoke:
"What is a wise ruler thinking?"

"..." A straight shot made Mika's movements pause for half a second, and his gaze turned to Yurika's face. At this moment, his facial features did not seem to change, but his eyes showed a lot of surprise.

"As always, you can't keep secrets." The girl closed her folding fan, squinting her eyes as she revealed an expression of barely suppressed amusement.

"It's nothing, I just don't like hospitals," Yu Jian sighed.

"Oh, she's just like a little kid." Lily smiled slightly, her eyes like those of an unfathomable cat.

"No way," Yu Jian denied on the spot.

The reason he is averse to hospitals is not some childhood trauma like being pricked eight times by a novice nurse when he was a child, but rather stems from a more distant past, from his past life experiences as an ordinary person.

Ah, the past...

Yu Jian suddenly had a deeper understanding of this word, but he was not the kind of person who would be easily swayed by emotions.

In the blink of an eye, Yuriko saw the light in Miken's eyes become clear and bright again.

"Does your hand still hurt?" the boy asked in a low voice.

“It’s all fine now.” Upon hearing this, Yuriko’s eyebrows crinkled into two crescent moons as she raised her hand to show him her healed palm.

At this moment, Yu Jian noticed that the girl had a pair of emerald green bracelets on her wrist. They were quite simple and elegant in appearance, with only a few simple decorations carved on the surface. The material was hazy and not translucent, and it did not look like the expensive jadeite. However, it gave people a somewhat subtle feeling.

Before Yujian could speak, Baihexiang leaned over and whispered, "While it's funny how the wise ruler looks when he frowns, he looks much more dashing when his brows are relaxed."

"..." Yu Jian subconsciously raised his hand to rub his temples, but forgot the question he wanted to ask earlier.

Just then, the nurse came out of the examination room and called out Aizen Yurika's number.

"Don't worry, don't worry, we'll be leaving soon."

"Hopefully."

As she stood up, Aizen Yurika's smile vanished, a thoughtful look appearing in her eyes. Even as she entered the consultation room, she didn't regain her usual impenetrable, armor-like polite smile.

"Young lady, let me check the wound's healing progress before removing the stitches." Upon seeing Yuriko's appearance, the female doctor in the examination room, whose face inexplicably reminded people of a sea otter, couldn't help but speak with a gentler tone.

Earth Online is like this: when faced with someone who is particularly good-looking, even if they are complete strangers, one will feel a natural sense of closeness.

In response, the bespectacled high school girl brushed her index finger across the green bracelet, then gently parted her lips.

"Quiet."

Glancing at the closed door behind her, Lily added:
"please."

The female doctor's gaze then became blank and confused, and she began to talk to an unseen patient.

"Oh dear, how rude of me."

As she spoke, Lily raised her hand on her own. The stitches on her palm had completely disappeared, and even the skin color was now uniform, so there was no trace of injury.

Meanwhile, in the temporarily empty hospital corridor, Yujian was reflecting on his actions.

He suddenly realized that his decision to meddle in other people's troubles without thinking was somewhat reckless.

It's not that helping others is wrong; in general, ordinary high school girls don't encounter too much trouble.

But how to say it?

This is, after all, a world with supernatural powers, and I have only just become a cultivator. Although I have glimpsed a very high peak in the art of swordsmanship, I am still some distance from truly reaching it. So, shouldn't I be more cautious? Yu Jian questioned his own heart in this way.

Recalling his conversation with Yuriko, he quickly and readily came to the answer.

NO!

His conviction to be true to himself burned brightly, and while a cautious attitude was certainly not wrong, sitting idly by was never his choice.

Thinking this, Yu Jian smiled and felt a surge of pleasure, with a faint urge to find a tree branch and swing it around freely.

At that moment, an extremely noisy commotion suddenly erupted from the hospital entrance.

Looking in the direction of the sound, Yu Jian saw a man covered in blood being quickly pushed into the emergency room, followed by several people wearing motorcycle suits and protective gear.

Are these the kids who rely on cheap, unreliable gear these days? At least they know to wear protective gear...

Because of his dark past, Yujian sadly discovered that he had lost the right to stand on moral high ground and point fingers at the Ghostfire Boy.

But when he saw the design on the other person's motorcycle jacket, his expression immediately became serious.

At first glance, it looks like a wave-like line with sharp angles, similar to an electrocardiogram. But from a distance, you'll see that its overall outline resembles an arrow, a red arrow trailing a long tail.

Red line

The name instantly came to mind, causing Yu Jian to subconsciously take two steps closer.

"Hey, you guys..."

Upon hearing the familiar voice, the group looked up, their expressions turning incredulous before they became dazed.

Some people rubbed their eyes hard, while others muttered to themselves and raised their hands to slap themselves.

Finally, they all screamed in unison, like ducks with their necks being squeezed.

"B-Big Brother (Aniki)/Chief/Captain Red, why are you dressed as a high school student?!"

Several different names were like a series of punches, 'hitting' the white-haired boy so hard he fell backward instantly.

Of course it's because I'm a first-year high school student right now...

Yu Jian mentally complained loudly, as his dark history from the past was completely unsealed, transforming into a boomerang that crossed the river of time and struck someone hard, leaving only a roar that echoed for a long time.

These are all mistakes I made when I was young!

That happened when I was in the second year of junior high school.

Back then, biker gangs had become a very common social phenomenon, but unlike many young people, Mitsurugi did not become a "ghost biker" to seek a sense of existence or pursue excitement.

But...

"It's so noisy."

Dark history, unseal it!

The tall, white-haired boy put his hands in his pockets and narrowed his eyes. The sense of déjà vu made everyone present immediately shut up, but their eyes were filled with excited anticipation.

The timeframe is from the second year of junior high school to the eve of graduation in the third year.

The reason was that they were disturbed by the inconsiderate bikers speeding around at night.

So they were all driven off.

It's a bit complicated to explain in detail.

In short, back then, when he was a junior high school student, Mitsurugi used the alias Red and pretended to be an adult by being taller than his peers and wearing a full-face helmet to cover his youthful face.

Subsequently, he "influenced" various heroes to form a new gang, much like he had conquered the orcs. In the end, he defeated all the other biker gangs through racing duels and established a new industry standard with "no disturbing the people" as its core.

The name of the unauthorized and somewhat illegitimate private group he established was Red Line.

Looking at the expectant eyes of the crowd, Yu Jian sighed and finally couldn't resist the urge to meddle.

"Where's Takashi? The team member is injured, why isn't he, the second-generation leader, here?"

Takagi Takashi is the name of the second generation of 'Red Thread', and he was chosen as the successor when he graduated from Mitsurugi Junior High School and then from his second year of junior high school.

Upon hearing his words, the group exchanged bewildered glances.

After a long pause, an older man finally spoke:

"Takashi, he..."

"They were just pushed inside."

(End of this chapter)