We who can't be heroes [Comprehensive]

Chapter 116

Fushimi had just walked to the door when he heard the explosion.He stared sullenly at the door, feeling distracted.He is not someone who is easily swayed by emotions, and he knows that he still has things to do.

Sakuya asked him if he thought sceter4 was a better place than Barbara, and he told her that sceter4 was only a little better than Barbara, which could barely make him stay.In fact, sceter4 is a much more relaxed place than barbara, at least here, he has something to do, he has something to do.

...Is there no way to make him not think of Nanase Sakuya?

Fushimi became more and more irritable, and Fushimi's expression became more and more gloomy.At this moment, the small door in front of him was suddenly opened, and a panic-looking man ran out from inside, just in time to meet Fushimi's gloomy face.The outsider was obviously taken aback, his expression became more panicked, and he took a few steps back.

Fushimi narrowed his eyes slightly, walked towards the outsider, and said in a bad tone: "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Blue, blue clothes——" The outsider looked at Fushimi in horror, and when he was approaching him, he suddenly took out a gun from his pocket and aimed it at him.Although he had a weapon in his hand, his hand holding the gun was trembling, and the voice he yelled was not deterrent, "Go away! You hateful bastards!"

"Damn guy?" Fushimi asked mockingly, "Ignore order and create chaos, causing others to have to work overtime on weekends. Who is the hateful guy?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Will you let me go? If you don't let me go, I will shoot!"

Of course, Fushimi couldn't get out of the way, so the outsider with a gun shot him.Dodging this kind of bullet is not difficult for Fushimi, who has experienced many battles. He dodged his body lightly and hid aside. When he was about to draw his sword, he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, which made him unable to bear it. The corner of his mouth twitched, and the movement of drawing the knife was interrupted.He was surprised to see that the bullet that he should have dodged changed its original trajectory, turned back behind him, aimed at him again, and flew past his shoulder.

Is it actually an ability that can control the trajectory of bullets?

The bullet flew towards Fushimi again under the control of the outsider, which made him feel a little tricky.To dodge bullets, but also to control outsiders.But even if he dodges, that bullet may be controlled to aim at him again when he subdues the outsider.This time it's the shoulder, where will it be next time?

Before he had time to think about it, Fushimi swiftly dodged the bullet that was flying towards him again.

At this moment, he heard a crisp sound of "ding" from behind, followed by Sakuya worriedly asking: "Mr. Fushimi, are you okay?" The bullet turned and flew towards Fushimi, and she quickly drew her knife to intercept the bullet.

"It's okay." Fushimi didn't turn his head, he knew that the crisis behind him had been resolved.There were three small knives burning with red flames in his left hand. Fushimi said in an unwavering voice, "It was a great help." He aimed the three small knives at the gun in the outsider's hand, and one blocked the gun. mouth, and the other two cut the gun into three sections.

With a sneer, Fushimi murmured to himself in a low voice: "I thought I would never do it again." After realizing that he paid too much attention to Sakuya, Fushimi was originally He wanted to draw a clear line with her, but he still reached out to give her a hand when she got into the car, and now she is helping her...

"What are you talking about..." The outsider, who no longer has a weapon in his hand, is now in a situation where he can be slaughtered. Facing the two members of sceter4, his face is also full of despair.

"It's nothing." Fushimi pushed his glasses, looked at the outsider indifferently, "If you have anything to say, tell us when you go back to the village."

With a sound of "Keng", the saber was unsheathed, and Fushimi walked towards the outsider step by step.

"Fushimi, draw your sword——"

After Sakuya escorted the last outsider over, this incident

All participants were arrested and brought to justice.After communicating with the police, Awashima is reporting to Munakata: "These people were instigated to gather. The masterminds will not be known until we bring them back to the village for interrogation. Now they refuse to disclose to us."

Munakata nodded: "Okay, I understand, then let's take them back to the garrison and lock them up." Looking down at the outsiders who were tied up, Munakata's tone was also a little cold, "Destroyed our It's a rare day off for my cherished subordinates, it's really a crime. Awashima-kun, there is no need to conduct interrogation work tonight, and we will talk about it tomorrow." Looking sideways at Fushimi, who was walking over with his hands on his shoulders, Munakata asked with concern , "Is Fushimi-kun okay? You seem to be injured."

"Nothing." Fushimi said casually.Although I knew that Fushimi's tone was always the same, sounding unmotivated, but this time there was a slight difference, probably due to the injury, so he sounded weaker than usual.

The outsiders who were tied up were still clamoring to protest, and Fushimi, who was so annoyed, walked over and stomped on the face of one of them: "I'm so annoyed, shut your mouth."

Awashima hurriedly stopped Fushimi: "Fushimi, what are you doing!" The dignified sceter4's third in command acted like a punk.

Munakata raised his hand: "Don't worry about it, Awashima-kun. Fushimi-kun suffered a loss at their hands, and I can understand the feeling of wanting to retaliate."

Fushimi said casually: "Don't just understand other people's feelings, tsk."

Sakuya looked worriedly at Fushimi's injured shoulder, and the worry in his eyes was obvious: Mr. Fushimi, are you okay...

After signaling to the secret service team to escort the outsider to the car, Munakata turned around and prepared to leave.No, one of the outsiders said bitterly: "Why, we are also supernatural beings, why do you have privileges, but we have to be controlled by you!"

"Oh," Munakata stopped in his tracks, turned around and looked at them, "It sounds like you all want to protest because you are dissatisfied with my sceter4 management. If that's the case, why don't you come to me How about communicating? In that case, I would be more or less willing to hear your opinions. But now you are using such violent means to resist, and what you get is only more violent suppression."

...Director, you are talking about the villain again!

"Disordered 'freedom' will lead to chaos, and I, as the Blue King who maintains order, will not allow this to happen." Munakata said every word, "Our righteousness has no haze."

Our righteousness has no haze.

Looking at Munakata's firm and magnanimous expression, Sakuya felt that the "justice" that Munakata said, which he had not been able to understand for a long time, seemed to understand a little now.

Because he kept staring at Munakata, Sakuya didn't notice that Fushimi had come in front of him. After being called out by him, Sakuya came back to his senses and looked at him blankly: "Hey Mr. Fushimi, what's wrong?" ? By the way, it doesn't matter if your injury is okay, show me!"

"Let's go back and talk about it." The place scratched by the bullet hurts as soon as you touch it, and Fushimi didn't bother to take care of it. He said, "I said it's time to go back. What are you doing, are you looking at the director?" What's so good about a boss with a pious face.Fushimi thought a little uncomfortable.

Sakuya nodded: "Yeah." She put her eyes on Munakata again, "I always feel that I seem to understand what the righteousness that the room is talking about." By the way, the building was blown up by a bomb, Shouldn't it need to be repaired?Didn't it mean that this building has been classified as demolished?

"Really." Fushimi's reaction was very cold, but he also glanced at Munakata, and then said to Sakuya, "Let's go."

"Mr. Fushimi, let's go first, I have something to ask the director." After finishing speaking, Sakuya ran to Munakata.

Fushimi watched silently as Sakuya raised his head and said something to Munakata, and Munakata also listened carefully. After Sakuya finished speaking, Munakata said something to her with a smile, then she nodded and ran away again back.

"Ah, Mr. Fushimi, are you still waiting for me?" Sakuya was a little surprised, but also a little happy

, "Let's go back! By the way," she said to Fushimi worriedly, "I'll help you repair the wound after I go back?"

"Need not."

"But this kind of weather can get infected if you don't handle it well."

"... Tsk.... What did you tell the room chief?" I still couldn't help asking.

"Oh, that, I just asked if this building needs to be repaired, and the director said no, because it was originally a building that the government wanted to demolish, so I don't need to do anything tonight."

"Oh."

When we went back, everyone in the secret service team knew about Fushimi's injury, and they were very worried. However, the third-in-command closed his eyes, as if he couldn't see the concern of his colleagues, so he just closed his eyes in the car and got up. .

Considering that Fushimi was in a bad mood when he was injured, everyone kept quiet and did not speak. Even when communicating, they kept their voices extremely low, for fear of disturbing him.

However, this quiet atmosphere did not last long.

Sakuya took out the terminal from her handbag, and found that when she was on duty, Atobe sent a message, saying that she should tell him after finishing work and returning to the village, otherwise his mother would have to worry.

Sakuya thought about it, and the editor sent a message to Atobe, telling him that he had finished work and was on his way back to the settlement, and nothing happened, so Mrs. Atobe didn't have to worry.After sending it, Sakuya put away the terminal and yawned.

A little sleepy.

Busch, who was sitting next to Sakuya, accidentally scanned her terminal screen, saw her replying to the message quickly, and asked jokingly, "Nanase, is your boyfriend Cha Gang here?"

Hearing the word "boyfriend", Daoming Si couldn't help pricking up his ears.

Sakuya smiled wryly and whispered, "Stop ridiculing me, I don't have a boyfriend."

Daoming Temple asked suspiciously: "Really?"

Hidaka looked at Daomingji inexplicably, and asked very puzzled: "Why did you become energetic when you mentioned the matter about Asaki's boyfriend? Obviously, you were listless until just now."

Daoming Temple said confidently: "Because I saw it. There was a tall boy touching Nanase's head. Didn't he send her to join us just now?"

A few people who knew that they were keen on pairing Sakuya and Fushimi said with black lines all over their heads: "No wonder you are depressed..." It hurts to stand on the wrong c!

Sakuya looked at Daoming Temple speechlessly: "There are too many slots and I don't know where to start complaining for a while. Why are you unhappy that I have a boyfriend? You will make me think you have a crush on me!"

Without hesitation, Daoming Si retorted frankly and full of air: "I'm not, I don't have you, don't talk nonsense!"

"Hush——" Sakuya stretched out his index finger to his lips and made a gesture of silence. He glanced at Fushimi nervously and said to Daoming Temple, "Be quiet, you will disturb Mr. Fushimi."

...I'm standing on a be and can still give out sugar, I really... Daoming Temple was in a complicated mood for a while.

"Speaking of which," Sakuya asked suspiciously again, "When did you see a boy touching my head?" I sent her over to meet them just now. Could it be Atobe?

Daoming Si replied confidently: "Yesterday, at the door of the barbecue shop."

"...Why are you following me again?" Sakuya looked at Daoming Temple warily, "I think you really have a crush on me."

The eyes of other people looking at Daoming Temple also became subtle.

Daoming Si also said resolutely: "I really don't! I'm not in love with you secretly, and I didn't follow you either!"

Sakuya raised his forehead: "You denied me so quickly twice, which shocked me. I feel that I have no charm at all."

When the others heard it, they all looked at Daoming Temple with reproachful eyes: How could you do this!

Daoming Temple said weakly: "No, I just think that you are more suitable for—" For example, Mr. Fushimi!

Sakuya squinted at Daoming Temple: "Then follow me

What about me? "

The others also looked at Daoming Temple with burning eyes, waiting for him to give Sakuya an explanation.

Daoming Si put three fingers together and said vowingly: "I, Daoming Si Andy, swear to God, I'm really not following you, I just happened to have dinner with friends at that barbecue restaurant yesterday, and I wanted to go out to say hello to you after hearing your voice , I saw you with a group of boys, they seem to be playing tennis, they all carry ball bags. There is also a guy touching your head! I saw it, I really saw it!"

"...Then you must have read it wrong," Sakuya said faintly, "I had a bug on my head at the time, and Atobe just wanted to help me wave the bug away."

Daoming Si was skeptical: "Really?"

Sakuya nodded affirmatively: "Really."

"You don't have a boyfriend yet?" Daoming Si began to waver.

"I've been single for as long as I am." Sakuya almost wiped away tears, "It's so sad, I remember I mentioned this issue not long ago, right? When I went to the banquet tonight, I was raped by Atobe's mother again." Ask, why does everyone pay so much attention to the question of whether I have a boyfriend?"

"Great!" Daoming Si clenched his fists excitedly, "You don't have a boyfriend yet!"

After a few seconds of silence, Sakuya said quietly: "I don't have a boyfriend, you are so happy, I really think that you have a crush on me..."

"I really don't have a crush on you! I just want to introduce you to a boyfriend, for example—" Before Daoming Si finished speaking, Ri Gao quickly covered his mouth.

At this moment, Fushimi, who was disturbed by the noise, opened his eyes and smacked his tongue that everyone was accustomed to: "Tsk." With obvious impatience.

Benzai immediately said: "Stop talking, Domyoji, you interrupted Mr. Fushimi to rest."

Daoming Temple blinked his eyes to signal that he knew, Hidaka let go of his hand, and reminded him in a low voice: "Don't talk nonsense, Mr. Fushimi is still here."

Daoming Si nodded again and again: "I see—"

As if he had never heard of the conversation between Daoming Temple and Hidaka, Fushimi moved his stiff body, but he didn't want to involve the wound on his shoulder. Fushimi couldn't help but gasped, causing other people to express their concern eyes.

Akiyama asked seriously, "Mr. Fushimi, are you okay?"

Fushimi said nonchalantly, "It's okay."

"I'm sure you're all right?" Enomoto said worriedly, "Your voice doesn't even sound energetic." There's still a difference between lack of motivation and lack of energy, and it's not like they can't hear it.

Without responding to Enomoto's words, Fushimi asked, "How long will it take to arrive at the village?"

"About 10 minutes."

"understood."

After 10 minutes, the carrier vehicle arrived at sceter4's settlement.Under Awashima's command, Akiyama and others sent the outsiders arrested tonight to the underground prison in the village.Fushimi also wanted to go, but was stopped by Awashima: "Fushimi, you don't have to go, go back and have a good rest if you get hurt." Taking a look at the wound on Fushimi's shoulder, Awashima sighed, and there was an expression in his eyes. Out of worry.After thinking for a moment, Awashima said to Sakuya, "Nanase, do you know how to treat the wound simply? Take Fushimi to the medical room to deal with it first."

Sakuya nodded: "I see."

Fushimi frowned and wanted to refuse, but he hesitated again when he met Sakuya's worried eyes.He heard Sakuya say to him: "Let's go, Mr. Fushimi, I'll help you deal with it." She tentatively asked, "Do you want me to help you?"

"...I injured my shoulder, not my leg." Fushimi sighed imperceptibly, then adjusted his glasses, and said to Sakuya expressionlessly, "Let's go."

In the medical room of sceter4, Fushimi took off his uniform jacket and vest and sat on a chair. Sakuya walked up to him with a pair of scissors in his hand: "Well, Mr. Fushimi, I will now take the shirt around your wound. cut, but you

Don't worry, I'll fix it for you! "

"It's okay," Fushimi said casually, "There's no need to fix it, I'll go to the general affairs department to get a new one." This kind of bloody shirt is too troublesome to wash.

Sakuya pursed her lips, said "I'm sorry", and then started to operate.She carefully removed the shirt fabric that was stuck to the wound, and she glanced at Fushimi while she was doing it.Although he didn't say anything, his face was very pale, and his brows were also tightly frowned.

Must be very painful, right?Sakuya couldn't help but feel a little distressed, and at the same time accelerated the movements of his hands.She cut off all the shirts around the wound, only to find that there seemed to be a mass of scars on Fushimi's collarbone.

Sensing the pause in Sakuya's movements, guessing that she might see the mark on her collarbone, Fushimi turned his head and glanced and said, "That's the mark of Barbara."

"Eh? Really?" Sakuya was a little surprised when she heard Fushimi's explanation suddenly. She blinked and said to Fushimi, "Well, I'm actually more concerned about the injury on your collarbone, Mr. Fushimi. How did you get it? ?”

"I burned it myself."

"what?"

Fushimi said in a cold tone: "When I left Barbara, Hatta Misaki grabbed the collar and asked why he betrayed the Red King, so I used the flame of his most respected elder brother to kill him in front of him. The proud imprint is burned." Talking about the past again, Fushimi didn't expect his tone to be so calm.

When he was doing this, facing Hatta's shocked and sad expression, he felt a strange vengeful pleasure in his heart.I don't know what Sakuya will think of him after hearing what he said.

"Does it hurt?"

Hearing Sakuya's question, Fushimi's pupils shrank suddenly.

"After all, the flame is in direct contact with the skin, so it must be very painful." Sakuya sighed, put the scissors aside and found the alcohol for disinfection from the medical kit.

An indescribable emotion surged up in Fushimi's heart.It's as if... no one has ever asked him that.

After dipping alcohol in the cotton swab, Sakuya said to Fushimi: "Mr. Fushimi, your shoulder was burned by a bullet, so I will clean it up for you first. Also, I am not very good at this kind of burn. I'm sure it can be cured..."

"Ah."

When the cotton swab dipped in alcohol came into contact with the wound, Sakuya saw Fushimi's body tremble, and his whole body tensed up.She hastily apologized: "I'm sorry, did I hit too hard?"

"It's okay, it's not your problem." Fushimi gritted his teeth and said, "Go ahead."

"Ok."

Afraid of hurting Fushimi, Sakuya moved a lot more slowly when he struck again.She cleaned off the clotted blood scab from the wound, and against the pale skin, the wound looked even more shocking.Sakuya took a deep breath, put his hand on Fushimi's shoulder after mobilizing his personality.She didn't touch the wound directly, just put her hands on the skin around the wound.

Fushimi closed his eyes involuntarily.

Sakuya was still a little nervous at first, not knowing whether her upgraded personality would have any effect on this kind of wound. After seeing that the wound was healing a little bit, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.She said to Fushimi: "It will take some time for the wound to heal, Mr. Fushimi, please wait a moment."

"Ah."

After getting Fushimi's response, Sakuya went to pack the medical box.Fushimi turned his head to look at his wound, watching it heal by itself little by little, and always felt that this was a very wonderful picture.

When Sakuya put away the medical kit and came back, Fushimi had already stood up.He had already put on his vest and his coat, and the piece of shirt fabric that Sakuya had cut with scissors had been thrown into the trash can by him.

"Are you ready?" Sakuya asked.

Fushimi nodded: "Yeah." He hesitated for a moment, turned his face to the side, and whispered awkwardly, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Sakuya said with a smile, "We are colleagues and partners."

"I

Not only did I want to talk about this, but also when I was on a mission," Fushimi turned around and looked at Sakuya for a while, then sighed, "Forget it, it's nothing, let's go back. "After speaking, he walked out of the medical room first.

Although Fushimi didn't say it clearly, Sakuya can also understand that he should be thanking him for helping him intercept the bullet.

Fushimi-san, it would be nice if we were a little more frank.

"Nase?"

"Huh? Here we come!"