I am the devil, I only know how to trade.

"Now you know what I did!" Hayasaka Ai, no longer the composed maid she once was, roared, "Because of me, she might spend her next life in a wheelchair!"

“I know.” Shinomiya Kanan glanced at Hayasaka Ai: “So, you stay by her side and atone for your sins.”

Hayasaka Ai felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

How can I face Kaguya now?

Looking at Kaguya Shinomiya, she would fall into endless self-blame.

After Kaguya woke up, after she woke up...

She dared not think any further!

A deep sense of despair enveloped her heart.

"Don't even think about suicide. You know, if you die, your mother will only suffer more." Shinomiya Yanan glanced at her silently: "Those miners have never seen a beauty like your mother."

"You... bastard..."

"If you do something wrong, you have to take responsibility for it."

This was the only time that Hayasaka Ai couldn't shift the blame onto Shinomiya Gan'an.

Everything was my own choice...

Chapter 617 Losing Life

"How is Teacher Luo?"

Yuki-ran Chisa looked at the attending physician with hopeful eyes.

Ni Zang Shisan is in the hospital too? Who cares about him!

That bastard, how dare he still live? He's Zongfang's accomplice, Zongfang's dog!

No, he even wanted to ride on his master's back!

The thought of Ni Cang Shisan Xue Ran Qian Sha makes my teeth itch with hatred.

Many students are waiting here for Luo Feng, waiting for news of Luo Feng's surgery.

Some with minor injuries, and some who were uninjured, were waiting here.

Strangely, Chiaki Nanami, who is usually very attached to Luo Feng, did not come, nor did his wife.

His wife could understand; perhaps the police hadn't notified him yet to avoid any negative impact, and were waiting for the outcome.

It's a bit hard to understand why Nanami Chiaki didn't come.

Everyone assumed that Nanami Chiaki had suffered too many blows and had gone back to recuperate.

Not only Chiaki Nanami, but many people present need to see a psychologist; this incident has caused them too much psychological trauma.

If this isn't handled properly, it would be terrible if people became so desperate that they took revenge on society like Junko Enoshima.

"Teacher Luo is alright, right?" Erina Nakiri asked weakly, holding an IV drip.

Without Luo Feng's help, she still can't eat anything and is now relying entirely on IV fluids to stay alive.

She never imagined that she would become so dependent on someone's cooking.

"He has a very strong will to live. He has multiple fractures and has lost a lot of blood. If he had been brought here ten minutes later, he probably wouldn't have survived." The doctor said with relief.

Luo Feng's ability to hold on is a testament to his strong willpower and excellent physical condition; even so, it can be described as a miracle.

Of course, the doctor felt that this was also inseparable from his superb medical skills.

"Huff..." Yukizome Chisa almost collapsed to the ground as if she had lost all her strength, but fortunately Saionji Hiyoko supported her from behind.

"It's good that you're alright, it's good that Teacher Luo is alright." Xue Ranqian smiled with relief: "I knew you wouldn't get into trouble. We're going to your izakaya to celebrate that everyone survived."

"Under these circumstances, Professor Luo is still able to hold on." Kirigiri Kyoko felt there was something deeply off about the whole thing.

Luo Feng's performance was so good that it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him a saint, but does such a person really exist?

For two days, he was trapped under a pile of rocks and hit by so many large stones.

Even if he wasn't seriously injured, could he really survive?

Unfortunately, it was all just my speculation, and there was no evidence whatsoever.

From any perspective, Ms. Luo is an outstanding teacher.

…………

Ni Zang Shisan has just had his bones set and is currently receiving intravenous fluids.

He picked up the phone with difficulty, hesitated for a long time, and didn't know whether he should make the call.

Just then, he saw a boy walking by in the corridor and quickly called out, "Miaomu."

"Huh? Mr. Gakuzo?" Makoto Naegi, a model student, walked in upon hearing this: "You survived too?"

"Ahem, do you remember what happened inside?"

"Hmm? I'm sorry, Mr. Gakuzo, I misunderstood you back then." Naegi Makoto bowed. "You really didn't kill the person. I almost caused your death, and I feel very guilty."

"That's not what I meant," Ni Zang Shisan said nervously. "Do you remember what happened before I was executed?"

"A class referee, huh?" Naegi Makoto looked puzzled.

"Phew, it's alright now." Nizo Jūzō finally smiled.

"Then I'll go see Teacher Luo first. He's been saved, but he hasn't woken up yet," Miao Mucheng said to Ni Zang Shisan.

"Mm." Nizang Shisan nodded.

Seeing him leave, Gyōzō Jūzō mustered his courage and dialed Munakata Kyōsuke's number.

Munakata Kyosuke was still searching for Enoshima Junko's whereabouts, his voice tinged with impatience: "Hello, who is this?"

“It is I, Nizo.”

"Gyakuzo? You're still alive?" Even someone as composed as Munakata Kyosuke was startled, more shocked than if he had seen the dead come back to life, and his anus tightened.

"Yes, I'm still alive..."

"I'm sorry, it's impossible for us." Munakata Kyosuke said decisively, "I'm very grateful for what happened this time, but I like Chisa..."

The phone fell to the ground with a thud.

Clearly, his phone wasn't a Nokia; the screen was smashed and the call ended abruptly.

Ni Cang Shisan broke out in a cold sweat.

Didn't we agree on this? Didn't we agree on the students...?

Damn it, I'm so damn stupid!!!

He was talking about students, not teachers!

Ni Cang Shisan was in a hurry and signed the contract directly, falling into Luo Feng's word games.

He has an urge to die!

Without hesitation, he moved step by step to the window, pushed it open, and jumped out without a second thought.

pat!

As a result, he didn't fall to his death, but instead ended up hanging from a tree.

How did I end up hanging here after I jumped from there?

Thinking of this, he broke out in a cold sweat.

'I said I'd let you live, so I'll let you live.'

He remembered the devil's words.

Zongfang remembers, and so will Xue Ran.

I... I have no face to live on. I want to die but I can't.

Everyone else has forgotten, but Munakata remembers... But Munakata is my world!

His expression gradually turned frantic.

…………

Hayasaka Ai returned to Shinomiya Kaguya's hospital room in a daze, and before she could even sit down, Shinomiya Kaguya slowly woke up.

She silently turned her head and saw Hayasaka Ai beside her; her bewildered gaze slowly turned lifeless.

A profound sense of grief surpasses even the despair of a broken heart; this is her current state.

Hayasaka, do you still have the nerve to show your face in front of me?

You could have saved me back then; I was right in front of you!

Kaguya Shinomiya tried to move her legs, but found that she couldn't feel them at all, and two lines of tears streamed down her face.

Is it over? Is my life over?

She's just awake now, and an indescribable pain is emanating from her body.

"Kaguya, you're awake?" Hayasaka Ai quickly pressed the call button to summon the doctor.

Several experts were next door, discussing treatment plans.

"You can leave now." Kaguya Shinomiya's expression returned to its former coldness.

"Kaguya, I..."

"There's no need for pretense now. I don't need you. It's my own lack of cultivation that's the problem. It's not your fault." Kaguya Shinomiya gripped the blanket tightly.

"Kaguya, you can scold me, hit me, or even kill me, I will never fight back. I am sorry for what I did to you."

“I’ll curse you, I’ll hit you, I’ll kill you… Will my legs ever come back?” Kaguya Shinomiya said softly, “We have an employer-employee relationship. I don’t owe you anything, and you don’t owe me anything. Your choice is the same as the teachings of the Shinomiya family. You are more like a father to me.”

"..."

Hearing Kaguya Shinomiya's words, Ai Hayasaka knew that she didn't even want to give herself a chance to atone for her sins.

My future life...

Ha, do I even have a life left?