How can I live beside Conan who vomits blood from time to time?

Someone else must think it's an ordinary reminder.

But Kazama Tsuru, who knows Xiao Wei very well, knows that this is actually this tsundere girl's dissatisfaction with wanting to go alone without taking her with him.

Xiao Moi's tsundere is obscure, but sometimes it can be obvious.

"I asked, there is a well-known medical professor in that school, if you have any experimental questions, I can help you ask."

"Hmph, how could I have a problem?"

The sound of this sentence is small.

After speaking, Xiao Mo's face fluttered with a suspicious blush, and he turned his head and left directly.

Just when Kazama Tsuru looked inexplicable and didn't know what was happening on Xiao Wei's body, Mist seemed to see his confusion and took the initiative to jump into his arms.

Kazama Tsuru instantly shifted his mind and began to concentrate on petting the cat.

Previously, the fog was constantly manipulated to poison various places, which was a very delicate operation, so it was not very heavy, and even thin like a newborn kitten.

Under years of obedient training, he has practiced the ability to skillfully observe the emotions of the master.

Some cats can sense your mood because they are already familiar with you, but the fog is different.

It mixes well in all kinds of different hands because it's really smart.

Smart enough to make your heart ache.

Kazama Tsuru touched the cat without a match, and saw that its hair began to gradually fall off, and knew that it was the hair changing season.

Maybe you can collect these hairs, pass the time when Xiao Wei is bored, and make a wool glove, a small accessory or something?

Imagine that the usually cold little mourning walked out of the laboratory because of the furry cat, from the beginning of the carelessness to the gradual excitement after that, chasing the fog of the whole family, only hoping to get a little more hair from it or something

.... It's a little strange, but it doesn't seem completely impossible?

Kazama Tsuru fell into deep thought, and his hand touching the mist did not move.

Mist felt his comfort interrupted and arched his body impatiently, awakening Kazama Tsuru from his increasingly outrageous thinking.

At the same time, Xiao Mo also happened to come over with a note.

Then very unceremoniously threw the note directly on Kazama Tsuru, turned his head and left.

"You can't make any friends at home all day, so it's good to give you questions to ask, it can give you one more friend."

This poisonous tongued guy....

Kazama Tsuru had reason to suspect that at least half of the time she had disappeared had been spent thinking about this reason.

But...... Looking at the direction she went, it should be going to the cabinet where the medicine was placed?!

Hiss....

Now go upstairs and pretend to sleep?

Let's not say whether Xiao Wei will believe this matter, even if she falls asleep, she will probably wake herself up, not wanting to miss the time to take medicine.

Pretend to have called Dr. Matsushigeo?

...... This is obviously a stupid idea.

Predict in advance the medicine that Xiao Mo will take, and then replace it while taking the medicine?

It didn't work, when she did this one time and was discovered by Xiao Mo that something was wrong, she even began to engrave marks on the pills every time, and each time it was different, and it was completely impossible to predict.

If there is no mark on the medicine when he takes the medicine, Xiao Wei's cold eyes will instantly pierce his heart.

"Take the medicine, it's time to take the medicine."

Very good, no need to think about it, Xiao Wei has returned.

Kazama Tsuru calmly ate a bunch of medicines, and his heart was wide noodle tears.

......

Time flickered, the summer trees cast dazzling spots of light, closed their eyes, as if the holy elves were singing mysterious songs, trance, a long time has passed, and when you open your eyes again, it is already a hundred flowers blooming.

The green poplar smoke is light outside, and the red apricot branches are springy.

This is the spring color in the morning light, and it is the slight coolness of this early spring that is written.

Kazama Tsuru sat on the chair by the window where he often stayed, holding a book in his hand, but he had no intention of watching.

He read these books over and over again, and the original owner's notes were read over and over again.

The faint coolness in those dashing words made him understand that the original owner was actually far from being as relaxed and gentle as others seemed.

【Early spring Asakusa, the best weather for going out】

This is a note next to a passage in the book that describes the scenery of spring.

[The church is as holy as heaven, and in my opinion, the hospital is the most beautiful place]

This is a note next to the passage in which two protagonists in the book get married after a series of tribulations.

[Drunkards also have a drunken world, when dizzy, everything has a double image, you can see a different world]

This is a fragment of a drunk drunk dangling to the side of the street in the book, this drunk is just part of the environmental description, a microcosm of the night world that highlights the red and green night, but the original owner does not seem to ignore him.

[The heart of all people is like this, the pomp and circumstance when it is brilliant and the truth when it is lonely are all contrasts]

This is the place where the protagonist was betrayed by his friends, the original owner's notes.

It seems to look at it alone, but it is nothing more than an innocuous exclamation.

Who wouldn't sigh about the world and what happened to them in the middle of the night?

But this kind of handwriting is all over every book that "Kazama Tsuru" has read.

It seems that each place is another novel view of the content of the book, but taken together, plus all the experience of the original owner....

It seems to be able to peek into a corner of this person who is trying to make himself strong.

No one is born strong.

He went in and out of the hospital frequently, and eventually became a regular visitor to the hospital; He smiled in front of people, and there was a strong sadness in the smile behind him; He loved these beautiful scenery, and he searched everywhere despite his life, but because of this bad body, he could not see all the scenery he wanted.

The evaluation of him in society is: a famous writer who travels everywhere but is very strong.

What Kazama Tsuru sees in these notes is: an ordinary young man who is trying to hold on to himself in the gap between illness, pursuing beautiful scenery, sweating profusely and insisting on writing.

His current physical condition is indeed much worse than the original him, but if it is really replaced by him...

His travel never stops.

He has no friends, and from childhood to adulthood, he has only had a friend plus editor like Igarashi Yo; He has no companions, even Igarashi, who can only accompany him for a while; He has no goal, endless mountains and rivers are the direction he wants to go....

Kazama Tsuru read these books and notes at first just to understand what kind of person "himself" really is.

Later, gradually became addicted to it, and gradually began to analyze the psychology of the original owner, only to find that what was revealed between the lines was the sadness of strong laughter.

...... (The following is ps, can be skipped) (The following word count does not occupy the positive word count)

These chapters may be a little depressing? The main thing is to find that some people are complaining about Kazama Tsuru's poor health and running around, constantly causing trouble for the people around them, and there are many people who complain, so let's explain it to everyone a little in the main text.

I thought everyone could understand that Kazama Tsuru didn't even care about his own life, and the only people who really cared about and put in his heart so far were Xiao Mo and Igarashi Yo. The former is because of the little bit of the journey from "brother Kazama" to "brother", and the latter is because he has opened up with Igarashi, he really sees himself as a friend, and can be a friend regardless of personality and memory changes.

For others, they are just people he sees on the screen, or friends he makes shallowly. He will say "it's okay" again and again because others will worry about him, but he will also travel as much as possible because of his heart and the insistence of the original owner.

Not only because he couldn't stay in this home, but also because he really wanted to see the world.

He will hide from others, not let others see his side of not taking medicine and running around, and not let others worry, but he will not change when he dies.

Didn't he know that taking those medicines, although he couldn't really heal because of the effects of the system, could also warm his body? He knows, but he doesn't care.

He knows that Conan's timeline is wonderful, he can't really die because of the decay of his body, nor will he die of old age, so he will go to the waves again and again.

Of course, regardless of all the above reasons, substitute yourself, if you are such a patient, can you really stay in a hospital bed all the time in a world where there is no entertainment except reading, or stay at home all the time?

(I have seen more bad reviews about this and began to explain the tea tea stay)