Because of Mio Natsume's obstruction.

Beiyuan Nanfeng could only give up the idea of ​​checking his waist for the time being.

He lay back on the hospital bed, suddenly thought of something, turned his head and looked at Mio Natsume, and looked at her carefully.

Probably because the winter school uniform was destroyed during the battle.

She changed into her summer school uniform and looked much cooler than usual. Then her long hair in her shawl was tied up and tied into a single ponytail. The abrasions on her face disappeared, and the stabbings on her abdomen seemed to be, as were the abrasions on her thighs and arms...

Beiyuan Nanfeng's eyes range from top to bottom.

Finally, he stayed on Natsume Mio pressing her right hand, slender and fair hands.

"Brother of righteousness..."

It seemed to be aware of the gaze.

Natsume Mio was a little restless. She disassembled her fair and slender legs, holding Kitahara Nanfeng's right hand and exerted more forcefully.

Beiyuan Nanfeng asked with a little surprise, "Are you okay?"

Natsume Mio's eyes drooped and replied, "...I'm fine."

"Is that amazing?"

"What?"

"……grandfather."

Beiyuan Nanfeng looked at the patients in the same ward, thought about it, but did not say it directly.

"Yes." Natsume Mio nodded.

"Then why am I still lying here? Let my grandpa treat my waist..."

"Ah! Brother Yi!"

Natsume Mio clenched Kitahara's right hand with all her strength, interrupted him, and glared at him, as if she wanted to pounce on him and bite him.

It seemed that she was about to be driven crazy by Beiyuan Nanfeng's persistence in his waist.

"It hurts so much...I'm not giving a suggestion."

Beiyuan Nanfeng pulled out his right hand that was held, but found that he could not pull it out.

"You are not a clergyman, grandpa can't help...and it's really okay! I'll be responsible for something! Don't mention it!" Mio Natsume, whose face turned red, even her fair arms seemed to be dyed with a layer of blush, glared at him again.

aggressive.

Beiyuan Nanfeng looked away.

I happened to find that several patients in the same ward with me were looking at me and Mio Natsume with ambiguous eyes, with a faint smile on the corner of my mouth.

Kitahara Nanfeng probably understood why Natsume Mio was so shy.

It seems that it is not appropriate to discuss waistlines with a female high school student in public.

But if it is not suitable, you are too gossipy.

Beiyuan Nanfeng felt the ambiguous gaze projected over and was about to say a few words.

Bang.

The door of the ward was suddenly opened with force.

A group of nurses walked in.

then.

After a busy work.

In the ward, other patients except Beiyuan Nanfeng were pushed out of the bed...

soon.

The ward was emptied.

There was some dispute during this period, but it quickly subsided.

The door of the ward was pulled up again.

“…”

The Nanfeng of the Northland turned his attention to Mio.

But the latter didn't seem to know what was going on. After looking at him, he shook his head.

Knock.

The knock on the door suddenly rang out.

Kitahara Nanfeng gently broke away from the right hand that was held by Mio Natsume, gave Mio Natsume with a reassuring look, and sat up from the bed.

"Please come in."

Beiyuan Nanfeng sat on the edge of the bed, covering his side abdomen with one hand, enduring the slight pain from his abdomen, and responded.

"I'm disturbing, hello."

The door was pulled open.

Two middle-aged men who were not known to Beiyuan Nanfeng walked in.

The two of them were straight to the point.

As soon as he entered the door, he took out a 2-fold police manual and displayed it in front of Kitahara Nanfeng and Natsume Mio.

Seeing the information on the police manual clearly, Mio Natsume pursed her lips, her eyes drooped, and subconsciously stretched out her hands and held Kitahara Nanfeng's right hand.

Kitahara Nanfeng glanced at her, turned his body slightly to block her behind her, and then turned his eyes to the two uninvited guests who had just put away the police manual, and said, "Officer Fujiki and...Officer Sanlun, right? Are you doing anything?"

"Actually, nothing is wrong, ask a few questions."

Masato Fujiki smiled gently.

Then he raised his right hand, wrapped his middle finger around his index finger, placed it in front of his nose, and made a seal.

A faint light emanated from the corner of his eyes.

"Please look into my eyes."

Beiyuan Nanfeng looked at his eyes.

...It seems to have eye poop.

"Have you heard of the concepts of recovery and God's Choice?"

Just when Kitano Nanfeng was worried about reminding the police officer named Fujiki in front of him.

Masato Fujiki spoke.

Beiyuan Nanfeng probably guessed the current situation, so he tried his best to pretend to be treacherous.

"No."

"Who is Natsume Mio?"

"Pretty sister."

"Are you there when the incident happened in the evening?"

"exist."

"You have fought with the other party?"

"Um."

"Do you have anything special that can be called extraordinary?"

"No."

"For the last question, do you agree with the statement that 'the so-called choice is either to serve the gods or to serve the government'?"

"What's the meaning?"

"...Thank you, I've finished asking my questions, nothing is going to happen."

Officer Fujiki smiled, put down his hand, and the light at the corners of his eyes gradually dissipated.

But he just finished speaking.

Milou Kei, who was next to him, suddenly interrupted, "Wait, I have another problem."

He smiled frivolously, looked at Kitanhara Nanfeng, held his hand beside him, and his eyes were drooping behind him, Mio Natsume, who was hiding behind him, asked casually, "You are Yoshiri brothers and sisters, right? Do you like your sister?"

North Yuan South Wind: "?"

"Stop embarrassing here, don't bother others, go out."

Officer Fujiki glanced at his companion and turned around and was about to leave.

"This is a heroic story of an ordinary person breaking out to save a girl. Are you not interested?"

“Not interested.”
To be continued...