Demon Capital Slayer

Chapter 152 Limited-Time Return
Perhaps it was because Aizen Yurika's smile was so gentle that Mitsurugi's explanations such as "This is my classmate," "Just an ordinary friend," and "Don't give me any false accusations" seemed particularly weak.

In short, the group members expressed their understanding and support for the facts presented by the former leader. His arguments would have been more convincing if he hadn't been holding the girl's hand and staring at her so intently while speaking.

Thank goodness, Miken just wanted to check on Aizen Yurika's wound recovery; he didn't have any other intentions.

At this moment, only a few barely perceptible black dots remained on the girl's palm, making it look as if she had casually poked it a few times with a ballpoint pen.

In comparison, Takagi Takashi's situation was much more critical.

A few minutes earlier, the doctor had even come out to ask if the patient's family members were present, as they might need to sign relevant consent forms and informed consent forms, which made everyone's nerves, which had just relaxed a little, tense up again.

Since Takagi Takashi's family members are all overseas and his family situation is quite complicated, Mitsurugi finally took the paper and wrote his name down.

When the doctor returned to the operating room, he sat back down on the bench with a blank expression.

The others dared not speak to him, and could only take a few steps back to give the first generation some space.

Although she had no connection to the incident, Yurika did not leave immediately after her stitches were removed. Instead, she calmly sat down next to Mitsurugi and softly offered words of comfort.

"In times like these, just trust the doctor's skills."

"Ah, that guy is really strong," Yujian replied absentmindedly, his gaze fixed on the red light on the operating room door.

Even if he awakens his memories of his past life, he has no intention of giving up this life, because it is also the life he chose.

Therefore, the friends he made with Yujian in the past are still his friends now.

Men's friendships are a magical thing. They might not see each other for weeks, months, or even years, only occasionally exchanging lewd pictures or funny jokes through chat apps. But when they meet again, they can be as close as before, like half-brothers or father and son.

In short, Yu Jian couldn't laugh at the moment. He felt as if a huge wave was surging wildly in his heart, urging him to do something.

It's really unacceptable that my friend was sent to the operating room by some unknown monster, and I only found out about it from someone else after it happened.

Self-blame? Guilt?
Not entirely...

It's more anger than anything else.

Are there other reasons besides your friend's injury?
Yu Jian silently clenched his fist, suddenly arriving at a conclusion that made him feel self-loathing.

Compared to the righteous indignation caused by a friend's injury, are you also furious because someone broke the rules you set?

If that's the case, then I'm a terrible friend, and a really bad guy...

As I was thinking this, the operating room door was suddenly opened from the inside.

The doctor walked out looking exhausted, and everyone on the red line immediately surrounded him.

“Who are the patient’s family members?”

“We are all his friends.”

"..." The doctor was stunned for a moment as he looked at the group of motorcyclists.

"Well, the patient is in very good physical condition, which helped him overcome many difficulties. He is now out of danger for the time being, but he still needs to be closely monitored for a period of time."

Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and smiles appeared on their faces.

Then, the doctor used a series of medical terms that laymen couldn't understand, and finally lowered his voice with some hesitation.

"The biggest problem is that the patient's spine was damaged by the impact. If the postoperative recovery and rehabilitation are not ideal, he may not be able to leave the wheelchair for the rest of his life."

It's best to tell him this after he's ready.

After saying that, the doctor left the corridor with a serious expression.

"..."

The group on the red line exchanged glances, and the atmosphere that had just begun to warm up instantly plummeted to freezing point.

Yu Jian stared intently at the operating room, his gaze seemingly able to penetrate the door and see what was inside.

But he didn't actually see or hear anything; only the memories of his past experiences with Takashi kept resurfacing deep in his mind.

Because he frequently changed schools, Miken, a second-year junior high school student, was always alone. Takagi Takashi, whom he met while riding his bike, was one of his few friends back then.

Is that tall guy no longer able to stand up? Ah, confirmed. What kind of bullshit rules and nonsense order are these?

I'm incredibly angry right now because my friend got hurt!

If someone had done something reckless and ended up in this state, then naturally no one could be blamed. But it's precisely because a person who follows the rules was harmed like this by a beast who doesn't follow them.

The rage burned fiercely, as if it were about to materialize and burst out of the sky.

But Yu Jian's expression remained completely unchanged.

"Who's free tonight? Someone needs to stay and take care of Takashi." As soon as he spoke, several young people stepped forward, clearly showing that Takashi Takagi, as the second-generation leader, was doing a good job.

“Captain Red, could it be that you…” Fujimine Yuuki habitually pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses. As an old man, he was naturally familiar with Mitsurugi and could roughly guess what the other party was going to do next.

Where did the accident happen last night?

“The Metropolitan Expressway coastal line, the section near Tokyo,” Fujimine Yuki quickly replied.

Upon hearing this, Yu Jian was taken aback.

"What a coincidence."

Chewing on the familiar place name, the white-haired boy extended his right hand to Fujimine Yuki.

Looking at the open palm, the latter was stunned for a moment, then forced a wide grin, letting his entire face be filled with an abnormal, strange smile.

"Is the first generation of Red Thread making a limited-time comeback tonight?" he said, laughing as he threw something.

"Hmph." Yu Jian let the guy go crazy, and grabbed the handle wrapped in original leather in mid-air. The other end reflected the bright silver exquisite car key.

"Assemble at the starting point of the coastal line before midnight tonight."

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh!!!"

The group on the red line started shouting in unison, but were instantly silenced by a roar from the head nurse on duty.

"It's so noisy! Can't the patient get any rest?!"

The short but muscular head nurse waved her hand forcefully. She still had the curling iron she had forgotten to take off the night before stuck in her hair, but the aura she exuded made Yu Jian instinctively back down.

As they walked out of the hospital, Yujian saw Fujimine Yuuki wave to him before getting into a car driven by an acquaintance and leaving.

Soon, only Mitsurugi and Aizen Yurika remained.

"I'll give you a ride." After saying that, the white-haired boy took the lead and walked towards a heavy motorcycle with a pure black base and fluorescent green trim.

Aizen Yurika followed behind him, and suddenly let out a soft laugh.

"Although it was a bit inappropriate, Your Majesty acted very cool just now~"

"..." Upon hearing this, Yu Jian paused in his steps, but he did not reply, only quickened his pace slightly.

"We need to have a good start before the competition. Hmm, how about fried pork cutlet for dinner?" Lily wasn't annoyed. She followed behind him with her hands behind her back, swaying gracefully.

"Yes." Yu Jian answered decisively this time.

In Japanese, fried pork cutlet is written as "とんかつ" and pronounced "tonkatsu," while "勝つ" (victory) is pronounced "katsu." The two words have very similar ending sounds, hence the saying "good luck."

Of course, its delicious taste is also a major reason.

Fried food is unhealthy, but it tastes so good!
As he mounted the borrowed motorcycle, countless memories related to driving immediately flooded back to Yujian.

In just three breaths, his movements became incredibly skillful, but the weight coming from behind made the white-haired boy freeze.

Ah, this is an experience I've never had in either of my past lives.

Lily reached out and embraced Yujian from behind, while whispering gently in his ear:
"What's wrong? The supermarket sale is about to end if we don't leave soon."

boom!
For some reason, the roar of the engine was exceptionally loud tonight.

(End of this chapter)