"Here, Brother Tsushima, your card." Ayumi handed the card to Shuji Tsushima with both hands.
"And it's yours, Brother Sawada." Mitsuhiko also respectfully returned the card to Hiroki Sawada.
Then the elementary school students bowed neatly, and Edogawa Conan and Haibara Ai, who didn't want to bow, were forced to bend down by them.
"I have really troubled you today, thank you very much." The primary school students thanked them neatly as if they had rehearsed.
Sawada Hiroki couldn't help but take a step back.
He still can't stand Japan's behavior.
"In that case, go home early, Hiroki and I will leave first." Shuji Tsushima pressed Hiroki Sawada's shoulder, waved to the elementary school students, and took them away.
…
"Huh..." Sawada Hiroki breathed a sigh of relief.
"I still seem to be a little out of tune with the others..." he said with a disappointed expression.
Unable to fit into their behavior.
"Japan requires a group, but Hiroki, you are a genius." The black-haired, wild-eyed boy had a calm expression.
"Genius is not a group thing." His tone was both comforting and mocking.
"But Noah, you did a good job..." Hiroki Sawada lowered his eyes.
No matter when it comes to dealing with others or dealing with others, they are all handled very well.
"Because I'm hypocritical." The black-haired boy with wild eyes smiled.
"Hiroki, you don't need to be as hypocritical as me." His eyes were so gentle...as if he was looking at everything, but nothing caught his eye.
"Hypocritical?" Sawada Hiroki looked at the boy who said he was hypocritical.
"You are a genius who is unique, but you have to pretend to be gregarious..." Shuji Tsushima raised the corner of his mouth.
"Isn't it hypocritical enough?" he asked softly, as if he was asking Sawada Hiroki, but also seemed to be asking himself.
"But Japan is such a country, and everyone does this."
"So, Hiroki, please go back to the United States." Finally, he looked at Hiroki Sawada.
"Japan is not suitable for you." He said calmly.
Sawada Hiroki was silent for a long time.
"Okay." He finally replied.
He himself wanted to return to the United States.
But……
"Why do you stay here, Noah? You're not happy even if you stay here..." Hiroki Sawada tried to persuade Shuji Tsushima to leave with him.
"Hiroki, you know, no matter where you are, it's the same to me." The black-haired boy with wild eyes looked at him calmly.
Sawada Hiroki also remembered what he had thought of before.
Noah was different from him.
You can live a good life no matter where you are.
But……
It seems that no matter where he is, the other person never feels truly happy.
Even in church.
The Holy Son in His glory is regarded by all as an angel on earth.
Listening to the confessions and prayers of one believer after another.
There is always a look of compassion on his face.
Sawada Hiroki once witnessed Tsushima Shuji trying to commit suicide.
This left a profound psychological shadow.
Become unable to accept the death of the other person.
Nor can I accept the other person being harmed.
Even Hiroki Sawada himself was afraid of death.
Hiroki Sawada chose to live because of Noah's existence.
But……
Sawada Hiroki knew in his heart that the other party would not choose to live for him.
Even... Noah was alive just because he was alive.
Due to physical reasons, I don’t know how long I can live, so I will live one day at a time.
No promises will be given.
so……
Hiroki Sawada thought of what he once asked impulsively.
[Noah, can you...can you...live for me?]
[Sorry, Hiroki, I don’t know how long I can live, so I can’t promise you this.]
Living this matter seemed like torture to Noah.
Constantly witnessing the death of loved ones, suffering from sudden illnesses anytime and anywhere...
But……
Even so...
Hiroki Sawada also still hopes that the other party can survive.
Because he can't accept losing the other person.
Once again, Sawada Hiroki heard another voice coming from his heart.
[You are just being selfish.]
[Noah will not be moved by your deal with the organization...]
[Because you killed other people.]
[The protection you think...will only make him feel pain...]
[What is the difference between you and his brother?]
Hiroki Sawada clenched his fists.
"Are you okay? Hiroki." The black-haired boy with wild eyes stood beside him, turning his head and asking.
"Well, I'm fine." Sawada Hiroki smiled.
But there was sweat dripping down his cheeks.
"The car that picks us up has arrived, let's get on first..." As if to avoid the problem, Sawada Hiroki pulled Tsushima Shuji and ran towards the car in front of him.
After putting people into one car, he got into another car.
He sat in the car with his hands clasped on his knees, his head lowered and his expression unclear.
Noah's brother and I are different.
Those who died because of Hiroki Sawada do not need to let Noah bear the pain.
I won't let Noah know these things.
Absolutely not.
Sawada Hiroki said firmly in his heart.
…
Shuji Tsushima was sitting in the car, resting his chin on one hand and looking out the window.
Hiroki Sawada has returned to the United States, so he no longer has to play with him.
You can also move back to the apartment.
Tsujima Shuji prefers living in an apartment to Tsushima House.
Although Tanaka Butler did a great job, Tsushima Shuji still chose to live in an apartment.
In addition, the code name of Hiroki Sawada and the mobile phone used for contact should also be issued to the other party.
Of course, there is no need to install organization-related software.
It's just a mobile phone used for communication.
Hiroki Sawada does not need to accept tasks on the organization's software.
Just be responsible for the research.
The games I asked Kayaba Akihiko to make before should be almost the same.
Let Noah's Ark get involved.
The number of people researchers can kill is much greater than the number of members who can simply kill mission targets.
Shuji Tsushima thought for a while, took out his cell phone and started sending a message.
[Help me set up a game company~——cahors (Cahors)]
[Recruit some new members~——cahors]
[What’s your name?——gin]
Shuji Tsushima looked at the reply sent by Gin, thought for a moment, and smiled.