One hundred ways to resist the Bandoli women

Critical illness insurance, medical insurance, accident insurance...

If he died, Yuanshou could even get a nine-digit compensation.

The gunshot wound is not serious, but it does meet the criteria and I can claim compensation from the insurance company.

However, as one of the necessary conditions for compensation, there must be proof of hospitalization.

Therefore, under Huiyu's guidance, his Golden Week holiday was extended by one week.

Through hospitalization.

Stay in the hospital for a few days, rest up, and get a comprehensive physical examination.

Shengren once thought whether it was necessary to make things so complicated just for a seven-digit compensation.

However, Huiyu criticized him.

"Do you know how difficult it was to get seven figures in cash when I just came back from Rokukenjima?"

Although seven figures are indeed nothing to Ushiromiya at the moment, he should not think that way.

Every penny that can be obtained must be obtained by defrauding others.

……wrong.

How can a businessman's work be called cheating? It should be called making money.

So, this is why Shengren was hospitalized.

After taking a shower, put on the hospital gown.

Before buttoning up his shirt, Shengren once again looked at the gunshot wound in the mirror.

"There really aren't any scars."

It's just a very shallow mark.

Moreover, it is much shallower than before the end of the Golden Week.

If they didn't know, no one would be able to tell.

All I can say is... I have once again fallen into the hands of the Genjumana family.

After buttoning the last button, Katsuto walked out of the private bathroom of the private ward.

Then--

Then I saw Ruoye Mu, holding a fruit knife and peeling an apple.

"...?"

Because little Mutou didn't say a word, Shengren didn't know whether she was peeling the apple for him, the "patient", or for herself.

However, her knife skills really make people feel a little uneasy.

Shengren sat back on the bed and watched with a bit of trepidation.

Wakaba Mu's skills are really rusty.

The apple peel slid through her hands, leaving a bumpy surface.

The shavings of skin flew in the air and the juice dripped onto the table.

In the end, what's left is a look that is definitely not a good look.

Ruoye Mu took the result of his carving and looked it up and down.

I looked at Shengren, then at my hands, not knowing what to do...

At this moment.

"Is this the apple you peeled for me? Ah la, aligato, mu!"

"..."

This apple is not peeled well -

This is probably what Wakaba Mutsuki wanted to say.

"no problem, no problem."

Katsuto smiled and waved.

"As long as it's something Mu made, there's no way I wouldn't like it."

After all, this is someone else's intention.

"Oh yeah, cucumber—"

Because the peel was not smooth, Shengren got to the core in one bite.

But he remained calm.

"Don't forget to send me some when it's cooked."

This wicked guy is still thinking about Xiao Mutou's cucumber.

"……Um."

Not knowing what Ye Mu was thinking, he just nodded and agreed.

after that.

"Mu, let me ask you a question."

"..."

Ruoye Mu remained silent.

But she raised her head, looked at Shengren, and motioned for him to continue.

"If I told you...I killed someone, what would you think of me?"

…Shengren still hasn’t gotten over it.

It’s not because of killing Amakusa.

But the one behind.

Amakusa deserves to be killed and he deserves to die.

Of course, the Sumaji bodyguard who stood in front of them, ready to follow the orders of Aunt Xia of Enshou and "serve tea" to them, was not much better.

But the two are still different.

Facing Amakusa, Katsuto was fully aware of the weight of life and risked his own life to fight him.

It's like a stage for gambling on life and death.

In the end, he left the stage alive.

But the latter one is different, right?

Just with a gun.

Just pulling the trigger can take seven lives.

That feeling...how can I describe it...

Shengren was a little scared.

Afraid of such cold-blooded weapons that can take someone's life.

Afraid of being so cold-blooded.

Perhaps it sounds like he is being too pretentious.

They are all enemies, and they all kill.

What is the difference between the two?

If he shot.

The current Ushiromiya Katsuto can definitely no longer be himself.

There is absolutely no way he can be human anymore.

Fortunately, at that last moment, his willpower pulled him back from the brink of loss.

If he really shot and killed so many people, the Genjumaki family would not have provided him so much help.

This is unfounded.

But that's how it should be.

Wakaba Mu was silent for a while...?

not at all.

Wakaba Mutsu did not remain silent.

She wasn't even thinking.

"Katsuto must have a reason for killing someone."

"..."

Now the silent one became the winner.

Ruoye Mu's golden pupils looked at him seriously.

"If Shengren really killed someone, he must have carefully considered it and decided to kill him."

If Ye Mu's speech speed is not fast and his voice is not loud.

But even so, one could sense the firmness in her tone.

"Yeah……"

"Katsuto will never turn himself into a devil."

“Absolutely, ah…”

Shengren read these two words again and again.

He was lying on the bed, moving closer to Wakaba Mu——

Touched her cheek.

"I am really touched by your trust, Mu."

A smooth and delicate touch felt on the hand.

"Thank you for always supporting me."

Perhaps, for Ruoye Mu.

Katsuto was simply taking over the place of his childhood friend Toyokawa Shoko and taking care of her.

But to Shengren, Wakaba Mu's meaning is very magical.

It's not that she's so unique that we can't live without her, nor is it that she's extremely important.

It's just amazing.

baffling.

"I'm on your side too, Mu."

Katsuto said softly.

"If you feel embarrassed, just tell me. I will work with you to find a solution."

"..."

In response to Shengren's words, Ruoye Mu remained silent.

Just as silent as always.

But what was she thinking in her heart?

Why did you rush here without even attending classes or taking a day off as soon as you heard the news from Yuanshou?

No one knows except herself.

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