"Master Xiuzhi is really..." The family doctor is an older gentleman.
He hurried over carrying a medical kit.
I saw a young man in a white shirt sitting on the bed, a man in a wheelchair beside the bed, and a row of bodyguards behind him.
He sighed helplessly.
Then he placed the medicine box next to Tsushima Shuji as usual.
"I thought I would never have the chance to worry about you, Master Xiuzhi, in this life." The old doctor's tone was helpless, revealing the concern of an older man.
"You need to take good care of the wound, Xiuzhi." Haruhiko Oba's eyes were worried and his tone was caring.
The young man sat on the bed and looked out the window.
"I'll do it myself." His tone was cold.
The old doctor sighed, put the medical kit on the bed, shook his head and walked out.
Haruhiko Oba also helplessly led the people out.
Shuji Tsushima sat on the bed and took off the bandages on his body. His body was covered with numerous wounds scratched by rose thorns.
In addition, there is a scar that runs through the chest and abdomen, and there are dense needle-prick scars on both hands and arms, as well as scars from cutting the wrists.
Some wounds have split open before they have healed, and some look like scars from a long time ago.
Most of the wounds were caused when he committed suicide.
He didn't apply any medicine, he just took out a brand new bandage from the bedside table.
Covering all his wounds layer by layer.
"...Really...I should have put on a mask before dancing." He pressed the wound on his face with an annoyed tone.
"If I'm disfigured, there won't be a beautiful and rich lady to support me." He put a bandage on his right eye and covered other parts of his face with medical cotton.
Apart from this, no other treatment was performed on these wounds.
Anyway, the wounds on Dazai Osamu's body that shouldn't exist will disappear automatically in a short time.
I have forgotten when those scars that will not disappear appeared, as if I was just having a dream, and after waking up from the dream, I was covered with scars.
*[Under Dazai Osamu’s bandage, there are countless scars.]
"So there is indeed something wrong with my memory..." He sighed faintly.
He casually threw the blood-stained white shirt, which was scratched by rose thorns, and the torn, blood-stained bandage on the ground.
〖...What does the host mean?〗The diving system asked hesitantly.
"who I am?"
The young man stepped on the ground with his bare feet and took out a new shirt and trousers from the closet and put on them.
He looks like a pale, sickly, cold and clean young man.
〖...Who do you think you are?〗The system paused and asked.
"never mind……"
"Even if it's just a dream." The young man whispered to himself.
[if only……]
[I would like to indulge in a false dream and never wake up.]
"Give them another body."
"By the way... was my body really like this when I was fourteen?" His tone was calm.
〖……〗The system remained silent without saying a word.
Shuji Tsushima opened the door.
〖...If that is what you wish.〗The system responded after a moment of silence.
It knows who "they" Tsushima Shuji is talking about.
The old doctor came in, holding the medicine box that had obviously not been opened, and sighed helplessly.
I don’t know how Master Xiuzhi treated his wounds.
What to do if you become infected and inflamed...
He thought to himself as he looked at the young man who had changed into a bandage, a white shirt and black trousers, and looked cold and gloomy.
But……
He looked at the young man who was clean and without any flaws, and then looked at the silently smiling man in the wheelchair beside him. He was silent for a moment, shook his head and left.
"Shuji came back at the right time this time. Director Sindora heard that you were back and specially invited you to be a guest." Haruhiko Oba smiled, as if he was happy that his child was loved by others.
"That uncle who is the kidnapper..." Shuji Tsushima had no expression on his face.
"...cough cough cough..." Haruhiko Oba couldn't help coughing.
"Indeed, it's the kidnapper." He suppressed a smile and said.
Thomas Sindora tried to trick Tsushima Shuuji into becoming his son.
At that time, Shuji Tsushima kept an eye on him with surveillance cameras every night, ready to try to talk to him with a gun at night.
However, before that, nine-year-old Tsushima Shuji was taken by the boss to the Vatican Church to trick people.
After Thomas Syndora failed to abduct Shuji Tsushima, it was a pity that for many years, he finally set his sights on another genius child - Sawada Hiroki.
Four years younger than Shuji Tsushima, he is a computer genius studying at MIT.
Thomas Sindora also met Shuji Tsushima with Hiroki Sawada.
[Only geniuses and geniuses have common topics.] Thomas Sindola said this.
He still didn't give up the idea of abducting Tsushima Shuji.
There is never too much useful talent.
This time, the other party sent out an invitation as soon as Tsushima Shuji came back...
"You are really tenacious..." Tsushima Shuji sighed.
He will be adopted by the boss, firstly because the place where he first fell was the crime scene of the organization, and his forged identity was also the child of a member of the organization.
The second reason is because the boss is Black.
What organizations are most indispensable for is tasks and stimulation.
[Understanding the meaning of life on the edge of death, even if it is just a short moment before death, I will die without regrets.]
There is no difference between black and white to him, and it is meaningless whether he is on the side of killing people or on the side of saving people.
"When I think about communicating with an uncle who is full of bad intentions..." Shuji Tsushima made a disgusted expression.
"I can't imagine it at all." He said dejectedly.
"It's just a gathering of a group of people. Don't worry about Xiuzhi." Haruhiko Oba comforted him gently.
Tsushima Shuji sighed.
"I'm just worried that I can't control my mood and kill him directly." His eyes were dark.
"Then just kill him." Haruhiko Oba said calmly.
"If you are worried about others seeing it, just kill everyone present."
"Corpse can't talk."
"As long as you do whatever you want to do, you will succeed." He said firmly.
The bodyguard behind him said nothing and lowered his head in silence.
They are all robots.
"..." Tsushima Shuji's face was expressionless.
Ah, yes, his adoptive father didn't care about other people's lives at all, even if Tsushima Shuji really killed Thomas Sindora at the meeting venue in public.
He would only help destroy evidence and kill other people present.
"Well, I have someone specially make new clothes for you, Xiuji. Put them on and go see that Sindora director."
"After all, it is a leading company in the IT industry..." the man said with a scornful attitude.
Shuji Tsushima: You're starting again.
But leading companies or something...
It just feels like that...
Tsushima Shuji: I always feel that it is completely inferior to the organization’s technology.
"I asked Gin to give you the clothes before. I took a look at the photos after wearing them. As expected, Shuji looks cute no matter what he wears." Haruhiko Oba took out a thick book with a proud look.
After opening it, it was filled with photos of Shuji Tsushima at various ages.
and……
It's all black history.
Shuji Tsushima looked at himself flashing past with black stains on his face, himself sitting on the ground expressionless, himself blessing others in the church, and himself covered in flower petals during the Kyudo Club competition, and being surrounded by a group of people.
Carrying the Demon King dressed as himself...
"Ah, as expected of me, he is so handsome and cute at the same time no matter what~" Tsushima Shuji looked at the photo seriously and commented.
Black history?
A beautiful man like me who is handsome and cute no matter what, will not have photos that are called black history~