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Under the pale light above.

The blood on the floor reflected the fat man's facial features which were wrinkled like a ball of paper.

Chapter 42 I have an immature idea

"Ow!!!"

The howl was more powerful than that of a middle-aged man, and it echoed in this narrow bathroom.

Looking at the fat man kneeling on the ground with his knees bent and his head against the ground, he could only howl and could not even move.

Both the young man who was nearly castrated and the bald man who acted sinisterly and ruthlessly, trembled in unison.

Sasaki, who was also forcing others to do this for the first time, also moved his eyes slightly.

After all, it is impossible for any man to remain indifferent to such pain.

But the thought that 'this must be very painful' just came to my mind.

As for any compassion...

Holding Rinka tightly in his arms, whose whole body was burning and whose cheeks were swollen, Sasaki reached out and stroked her hair.

Compassion is for people, not for the newborn.

It would not be too much for Sasaki if they died a hundred times.

"call……"

Exhale.

Sasaki smiled and looked up at the two people who were slumped on the ground, seemingly frightened.

Sasaki smiled, blinked, and glanced at the bald man.

The two of them sat slumped on the ground, watching the devil silently, fearing that he would step on them to death.

Naturally, I noticed his 'obscure' actions.

Without waiting for the bald man to react from his daze.

Having suffered a loss once, he was always on guard against the young men around him. With a ruthless look on his face, he was the first to pounce on the bald man next to him.

"Eh? What are you doing?"

Being pressed under the body, the bald man's heart tightened, and he didn't wait for him to say anything or make any resistance.

A piece of broken tile stained with blood quickly stabbed towards his lower body.

"No, don't!" Seeing the blood-stained tile, the bald man's face changed drastically, and he kicked and hit the young man who was pressing on him frantically.

Maybe it’s because of the power of love.

Just as the blood tile was about to touch him.

The bald man, who looked as if he was being fried in oil and on fire, had a ferocious look on his face. He suddenly thrust his knee forward and bumped into the young man's lower body.

Different from the severe pain caused by bleeding for the previous few people.

The young man who was hit this time had a sallow complexion that instantly turned purple.

His mouth suddenly opened wide, opening and closing like a fish that has come ashore, but no sound came out.

He looked at the young man lying on top of him, his face bruised and purple, his features distorted, and he looked half dead.

The bald man who was almost castrated had tears streaming down his pale face. He kicked him and apologized.

"Sorry... I didn't mean to... Sorry..."

bang bang-

He kept kicking his feet, trying to kick the young man off him.

The young man, knowing that he would be doomed if he let go of this guy, clung to the bald man tightly.

When the pain in his body eased a little, the young man, who was much stronger than the bald man, began to beat him with broken bricks.

Just stood there and listened quietly to the bald man howling "No, no".

Sasaki turned his face to the side, waiting for the ambulance.

Wait until you hear the ambulance arriving.

Blood was oozing from their lower bodies, and the two people who were entangled with each other had already fainted.

Taking a sidelong glance at the mess in the bathroom, Sasaki carried the burning hot Okino Rinka to the door.

At this time, five or six doctors in white first aid suits came towards them.

"Take us to the hospital first. Bring the four people in the men's bathroom to Doctor Fujitsubaki."

"Yes."

It seems that Fuji Tsubaki has a very high status.

After Sasaki said Fujitsubami's name.

The doctors took off their waterproof clothes, covered Sasaki with them, and led the two of them into the ambulance.

The arrangements afterwards.

There is no place for Sasaki, an outsider.

After all, Sasaki could only watch helplessly as the temperature was measured, water infusions were checked and so on.

Come to the hospital.

After settling Rinka down, Sasaki met the hot but expressionless doctor again.

She was still wearing the same pure white coat that reached her knees, with a small red vest underneath that barely covered her round, snow-white breasts, and black shorts that reached her thighs.

Sitting next to Rinka's bed.

Sasaki looked at Fuji Tsubaki who pushed the door open and nodded to say hello.

"Did those four guys receive it?"

"Received. Very efficient."

With her hands in her pockets, Fujitsubami curled the corners of her mouth stiffly.

Sasaki: “…”

Looking at her forced smile.

If Sasaki didn't know her well enough, he would have thought she was mocking him.

Without waiting for Sasaki to say anything else.

Fuji Tsubaki, who was not there to chat with him, took out a thin needle about the length of her index finger from her pocket.

It contained a pink potion that Sasaki couldn't understand.

Seeing Fuji Tsubaki taking out a needle and stabbing Rinka without saying a word, Sasaki quickly grabbed her wrist:

"What are you doing?"

Noticed the growing coldness in Sasaki's eyes.

Knowing that he misunderstood her, Fuji Tsubaki explained expressionlessly:

"It just makes her heal faster. You don't want her to lie down for days on end, do you? This thing will make her heal in a short while."

Sasaki, knowing that this world was not normal, hesitated for a moment and then let go of his hand.

She was standing right in front of him, there was no need to lie to him.

Of course, it is not ruled out that she thinks she is very useful and uses Rinka to control herself.

However, taking off pants to fart is not a choice a smart person should make.

Their collaboration has just begun.

If you simply think Sasaki is useful, then use this method of tearing your face off.

Then Sasaki could only say that Fuji Tsubami had damaged her own brain through research.

As for why I am so wary of Fuji Tsubaki...

Sasaki doesn't want Rinka to wake up and become a little shota...

Sitting aside, Sasaki watched Fuji Tsubomi slowly insert the needle into Rinka's slender arm.

Accompanied by the disappearance of the medicine in the syringe.

Rinka's face, which was originally as pale as paper, regained its rosy color at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The redness and swelling on the left side of her face quickly disappeared along with the rosy complexion.

"Oh my god! Are you that amazing..."

Although he had some expectations about the black technology in this world, Sasaki's eyes widened when he saw the immediate effect of the potion.

But what follows closely behind is the worry about the unknown.

"Is there any side effect to this thing?"

After injecting the drug, Fuji Tsubaki stood up again. When she heard Sasaki's question, she responded expressionlessly:

"No, this medicine is harmless to the human body."

He raised his head and glanced at the doctor whose tone was flat.

Sasaki finally understood why she was able to carry out this somewhat ridiculous experiment alone.

You can make a lot of money just by selling this medicine.

Sighing in his heart, Sasaki leaned over and touched Rinka's forehead, which had returned to normal temperature, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Sitting back on the chair beside the bed, Sasaki looked up at Fuji Tsubaki, who seemed to be in a hurry to leave:

"Thanks."

Fuji Tsubaki, who had not been in the hospital for many years and had not heard thanks for a long time, paused for a moment as she walked out:

"Small things."

With her hands in her pockets, Fuji Tsubaki turned sideways, and her eyes, hidden behind the reflective lenses, looked directly at Sasaki:

"Don't you want to go see Kirishima?"

He had this idea a long time ago, but seeing that the doctor was in a hurry to leave, Sasaki didn't feel comfortable mentioning it.

Now that she asked, Sasaki naturally did not refuse.

"convenient?"

"It's just a side thing."

Following behind Fuji Tsubaki, Sasaki went through a maze of turns.

We arrived at a ward with half of the wall hollowed out and covered with transparent glass.

"She can't see you standing here. Do you want to go in and talk to her?"

Standing shoulder to shoulder with Fujitsubaki.

Sasaki took a few steps forward, carefully looking at Kirishima who was sitting cross-legged on the bed and was autistic, and slowly shook his head: "Wait a minute."

Because Kirishima was sitting cross-legged on the bed with his head bowed.

So Sasaki couldn't see clearly her face hidden by her short golden hair.

But without looking at her face, Kirishima's current appearance is enough to be called a beauty.

Although he was wearing a blue hospital gown, his toned body couldn't hide the youthful vitality revealed.

Perhaps because of her previous habit, the buttons of her shirt were not fastened tightly.

The slightly unbuttoned collar revealed a hint of round cleavage, which frightened Sasaki a little.

Although it's not as good as Yuejian's little watermelon, it's not much worse...

The crossed and well-proportioned long legs are also very eye-catching.

Because of the coverage of the trousers, it cannot be seen completely.