I won't be a loser.

"What happened this time? Have we seen her somewhere before?"

"..."

Xianren didn't answer, feeling that if he answered, it might make Sayuri angry. He walked quietly all the way to the room. With the help of a girl named Setsuna, the two of them put down their luggage in the room called "Zuiyue".

The girl left the room, and Sayuri hugged Xianren.

"what happened?"

Suddenly hung by Sayuri, Xianren looked at his lover beside him.

"The hostesses and waiters at the hotel all look very young, so to prevent you from getting into any trouble while you're here, I'm going to empty your inventory."

".......etc!"

After a month, Kento's condition gradually stabilized. He was transferred out of the intensive care unit and moved into a luxurious private room. Miyamizu Futaba took care of the sick Kento and slept in the same room. She frowned every day when she looked at her unconscious son.

"Good afternoon, aunt."

Feng Xiaochun came to the ward and greeted Miyamizu Futaba politely. When he looked at the sage lying motionless on the bed with a peaceful face, a gleam of light faintly flashed in his eyes.

"Is Xianren still the same as before?"

"It's been half a month since he came out of the intensive care unit, and he still hasn't responded. His physical condition has almost recovered, but he still hasn't woken up."

A girl named Feng Xiaochun comes here almost every day, and appears in the ward when Qingpu Shanna is not there.

At first, Miyamizu Futaba was surprised and confused, but now she has almost accepted the situation. When she sees the girl coming, her only worry is that she and Xianren will be alone.

Every time she came to the ward, she looked at Xianren with such a strange look, which made Miyamizu Futaba worry in her heart. If she was not in the ward, would the girl do something to her unconscious son?

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When the Summer Cicadas Chirp: 269. Ah, bliss—

"I feel like I'm suffocating—"

“Is this considered dissatisfaction with my weight?”

In the hotel room, Xianren looked at Sayuri who was pressing on him with her eyes staring straight at him. The resentful look in her eyes made Xianren smile awkwardly.

"How could that be? No matter what Sayuri becomes, I will always love you. I feel suffocated, and it is because I feel your beauty that I forget to breathe."

He glanced at Sayuri in her pajamas, the tender white skin under the open neckline, and felt the heat surging through his body. He silently looked up at the ceiling above his head, not daring to make any movement, for fear that any reaction of his would attract Sayuri's attention.

He was already very tired.

When he first arrived at the hot spring hotel, his conversation with the female general caused Sayuri's dissatisfaction. Before he could even go to the hot spring, he was held down and beaten to a pulp.

After soaking in the hot spring at night, I just returned to the room and was pushed down again...

The whole night went by without a break. He was like a weak pony, being whipped by Sayuri again and again. It was not until dawn that Sayuri fell asleep contentedly beside him.

When he opened his eyes and woke up, he saw Sayuri lying on him. For Xianren, it was indeed a bit scary. He was afraid that she would blackmail him again. He really didn't have a drop of energy left...

"really?"

"real."

"Prove it to me."

"What does it take to be a proof—Ugh!"

Originally, someone from the hotel should have come into the room early in the morning to help clean up, but because Kento and Sayuri stayed in the room the whole time and didn't come out until noon, no one cleaned up the entire room. Kento opened the window and looked at Sayuri beside him, feeling a little confused.

After glancing at the scenery outside the window, he walked to the table, took out a cigarette and lit it gently.

Curls of white smoke swirled upwards. He stared at the spark on the cigarette butt, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled out the window. The faded white smoke turned into mist and disappeared in front of him.

"Remember to brush your teeth after you finish smoking."

"Ok, I know."

Sayuri, who can accept Kento's minor flaws, is extremely resistant to his smoking.

The wise man, smoking a cigarette, looked at the scenery outside the hotel and caught a glimpse of the direction of the hot spring. However, from his angle, he couldn't see the scenery inside the hot spring because of the fence blocking his view. All he could see was a little bit of steaming water vapor.

Thinking of the regret that even two people in love would be separated in different hot springs because of their gender and could not bathe together, Xianren could not help but take a deep puff of cigarette, turning his sorrow and regret into smoke and blowing it away.

"The hot spring service here is a little disappointing."

"Ok?"

Sayuri, who was changing clothes, heard what Xianren said and looked at Xianren who was standing in front of the window.

"What regret?"

"No, it's nothing."

Smiling at Sayuri, Xianren felt that his request was a bit too much. Looking at Sayuri who was changing clothes, he was silent for a moment, and then silently looked at the scenery outside the window.

"hiss--"

Suddenly, the wise man looked down at his hands, saw the cigarette burning on his fingers, shook it lightly, and put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray.

"what......."

Saionji Sekai, who was trimming Kento's nails, was silent for a moment, slowly raised her head, looked at Kiyoura Setsuna who was sitting next to her, and Ogiwara Sayu who was looking at those unfamiliar instruments, was silent for a moment, and lowered her head again.

I was a little careless just now and cut too deep, almost cutting the flesh. I stared at it carefully for a while and found that there was no bleeding. Then I breathed a sigh of relief and continued trimming quietly.

"It's been a month, and he still hasn't woken up. The doctors haven't given him an accurate answer."

After taking a look at Kento lying on the hospital bed, Ogiwara Sayu looked at Kiyoura Setsuna beside him.

"It's already October. There are only two months left before this year is over."

Miyamizu Futaba went out temporarily and went to buy some daily necessities with Kiyoura Mai. By the way, when Miyamizu Futaba arrived in Tokyo, she did not bring her daily clothes. After staying for such a long time, it was time to buy some clothes.

The three girls who came to visit the wise man happened to be responsible for taking care of him.

Sayu Ogiwara moved her gaze away from the instrument and looked at Kento who was lying on the hospital bed and came to his side, looking at Sekai Saionji who was carefully trimming his nails.

After hearing what Ogiwara Sayu said, Saionji Sekai slowed down a little, thinking about what had happened in the past six months. So many things had happened, but it wasn't even a year yet?

Qingpu Setsuna sat aside, looking at Xianren who was still in a coma, and pursed his lips...

"What happened? You only stayed in that hotel for two days and you just left."

Sitting in the car, Xianren looked at Sayuri who was driving, and felt a little confused. They had clearly planned to stay in the hot spring hotel for a week-long vacation, but only two days had passed and she suddenly wanted to leave with him in a hurry.

Sayuri, who was driving, stared at the road in front of her. She was silent for a while before slowly answering.

“Because I feel a little scared.”

"Fear?"

"I don't know why, but I always feel like I'm losing wise men there."

"how come......."

After hearing Sayuri's words, Xianren couldn't help but chuckle and answered, but when he noticed the serious expression on Sayuri's face, he couldn't help but fall silent.

"I will always be by your side."

Looking at Sayuri's profile, Xianren answered affirmatively.

"........"

But Sayuri did not give any answer. On the way back to Tokyo, both of them were very silent, not knowing what to say. Xianren suddenly felt a strong sense of disharmony in his heart. For some reason, he felt that everything around him became unreal.

All this made him start to re-examine everything around him. He stood alone in the empty apartment, facing the familiar yet unfamiliar environment, but the picture was gradually changing.

"here it is......."

The space was small, but it didn't feel like a crowded single apartment. He felt very familiar with it. Looking at the single bed and desk, he slowly came to the bathroom door and opened it.

wow——

The space is so small that there is not even room for a bathtub.

"So familiar."

I always feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity, but I don’t know where this place is. I can’t remember when I last saw such an apartment.

When he walked to the desk, he saw the manuscript on the desk. He looked at the name "Angel with Stigma" on the cover, and a familiar feeling emerged in his mind. He was silent for a moment, stretched out his hand, and when he touched the manuscript, he felt like he remembered something, but he couldn't remember anything.

"Wise man, more..."

A phantom appeared beside him, and a familiar voice echoed in the apartment, but it was not talking to him.

The girl's figure appeared beside him, as if she was talking to someone, hugging someone. Looking at the girl's clothes gradually falling off, he looked at everything in front of him and felt a little excited.

"Um, um, what's going on? Where's Sayuri?"

"Xianren, I love you."

"......"

Turning back, he looked at the girl lying on the bed. It seemed that what she said to him made Xianren fall into silence. He stared blankly at the girl lying on the bed as her phantom disappeared. The surrounding environment gradually became smaller.

In a crowded small box, she looked at the girl curled up next to her with a calm smile on her face.

"As for the future, I don't know what it will be like. Now, almost every day I think about my next meal. For me, the more distant future is too much of a luxury."

The girl, as quiet as water, wearing a white shirt, made Xianren feel somewhat familiar. He wanted to observe her face carefully, but found that he seemed to be in an activity room similar to a club.

The cool evening breeze blew the swaying curtains. Under the sunset glow, a girl in white stockings sat near the windowsill, swinging her legs leisurely, her eyes seemed to be looking towards where the sage was.

Looking at the petite girl, Xianren was about to ask something when he appeared under an apartment building in the blink of an eye. There were a lot of people gathered in front of it, as if something had happened. He was a little concerned and slowly walked towards the crowd.

"I heard it was suicide."

"That was the landlady, right? She had a daughter and seemed to be dating a young man. They seemed to be in a good relationship. Why did she commit suicide?"

"Who knows?"

The sound of conversation in his ears made Xianren's breathing stagnate. He slowed down his pace, lowered his head, and gradually walked forward. When he came to the front of the crowd and saw the scenery in front, a stretcher was carried out of the apartment. The exposed arm was bright red, so dazzling that it hurt his eyes.

"Do you remember it?"

Sayuri's voice sounded beside him, and the figures around him gradually faded away, but only a figure in a white dress became increasingly brighter, and she slowly came to Xianren's side.

Looking at the still image and the figure covered with white cloth on the stretcher, his mind went blank.

"Want to go back?"

Sayuri in a white dress came to the sage, took off her hood and put it on his face. She looked at the sage in front of her with her bright red lips and a slight smile.

Looking at Sayuri, who was smiling like a flower, Xianren opened his mouth, but found that he could not say anything.

"Normally, he should be fine, and his brain hasn't suffered too much damage. Under these circumstances, he should have woken up. But why he hasn't woken up is a little hard for us to understand."

Standing in the ward, looking at Xianren who was still in a coma, the doctor in charge of Xianren was silent for a moment, then lowered his head to read the report again.

"This may not be a physical factor anymore, there may also be psychological factors involved. Family members often being by his side, calling his name, or talking about past events may also be helpful."

After closing the report, the doctor said goodbye to Miyamizu Futaba and left the ward. Miyamizu Futaba, who stayed behind, still felt heavy-hearted as she looked at Xianren who showed no signs of waking up.

It was clear from the brain waves that Xianren's brain was active, but for some reason, no matter how we called him, he didn't wake up.

"Is it because you don't want to wake up?"

hum-

The cell phone in the pocket suddenly vibrated. Miyamizu Futaba heard the ringtone and answered the call. Miyamizu Mitsuha's voice came from the other end.

"Brother, he hasn't woken up yet?"

More than a month had passed, and Miyamizu Futaba, who had been staying in Tokyo to take care of Kento, had finally aroused the suspicion of Mitsuha and Yotsuha. After considering it again and again, Miyamizu Futaba told her two daughters about half a month after the incident.

When we heard the news, there was a moment of silence.

Next came Mitsuha and Yotsuha, both of whom were preparing to go to Tokyo, but both of them had studies to attend to. After Miyamizu Futsuha's persuasion and Miyamizu Toshiki going home, Mitsuha and Yotsuha calmed down.

"He's gotten much better now. The doctor said he'll probably wake up soon."

"I want to come to Tokyo and take care of him."

"I'm enough, and Miss Qingpu and the others often come to take care of Xianren, so there's no need to worry."

Mitsuha seemed to want to say something, but after hearing what Miyamizu Futaba said, she was silent for a long time, and could only agree noddingly, giving up the idea of going to Tokyo and hanging up the phone...