Chapter 1036 Special Drug

"poor child."

A woman with long hair like a waterfall and fluttering white clothes silently appeared among the flowers in front of her.

In front of her refined face, the blood-like manjusawa all around her were overshadowed and faded towards the sides in shame.

"Who are you…"

Looking at the woman who suddenly blocked her way, Mochizuki Ayano's eyes were a little excited, but because her consciousness was fragmented, she couldn't make up a complete sentence.

"It's all right, you'll be fine."

With a fresh body fragrance, the woman stepped forward and embraced her pitifully in her arms.

"I…"

Although she had no impression of this person, Mochizuki Ayano squinted her eyes comfortably due to the sunshine-like warmth and inexplicable intimacy of the other person.

"However, surviving does not necessarily represent happiness."

As the blood scab squirmed, a new green pupil filled her empty left eye again.

"Because, as a descendant of heaven and man, you are destined to bid farewell to everything you meet with your own eyes and endure eternal loneliness and sadness. But please remember that only love can surpass cruel time and eternal parting..."

"Who are you?"

Listening to the soft whispers in the ear, Mochizuki Ayano's chaotic thoughts gradually began to become clear.

"It doesn't matter who I am..."

When she came back to her senses, the woman in front of her had disappeared without a trace.

"I only hope that this 'Heaven's Feather Clothes' can give you the confidence to fight against fate and boldly pursue love."

There is an extra transparent tulle on her body.

"By the way, I... I'm Mochizuki Ayano... Where am I... Where's Araki Sousuke?!"

Chaotic memories flooded into my mind, and the sea of ​​red flowers in front of my eyes began to distort and blur, until it fell apart and turned into darkness.

"It's been another hour... This girl hasn't woken up yet... Otherwise, do it again?"

Beside her ears, a familiar male voice sounded low and obscene, coquettish.

"Hey, wait, my eyelids seemed to move just now... Is it my illusion?"

Opening her eyes with difficulty, Mochizuki Ayano's entire vision was occupied by a face with narrowed eyes, dilated nostrils, and elongated face...

The most frightening thing is that between the orchid-shaped index finger and thumb of the other party, there is still a grey, suspected booger.

"?!"

Dominated by endless fear, Mochizuki Ayano shuddered, slammed a carp straight up, and slammed her forehead hard at the "ghost face" in front of her that seemed about to be kissed at any time...

"Ohhhhhh!"

The tragic wailing resounded throughout the room.

Sitting up, Mochizuki Ayano noticed that she was in a single room.

"Sousuke Araki?! We, are we in hell?"

And the man who raised his head and covered his nose in front of her hospital bed, spurting blood from his fingers, was none other than Sousuke Araki who chased him into the gate of **** in his memory.

"Mr. Araki, what's wrong?!"

A little bird in a dress, Mayumi, pushed open the door and entered.

"Aya, Ayano...you...are you awake?!"

"Maumi..."

"Great, you don't know how worried we are during this time!"

They made eye contact with Mochizuki Ayano who was sitting on the hospital bed with a dull expression on her face, and crystal clear tears gushed out from their eyes at the same time.

"Mayumi...nose, nosebleed...nosebleed is gushing out like a fountain...who...quick...get something to help me catch it..."

As the two girls embraced each other and wept, a **** man in the corner beside the hospital bed was completely reduced to a background board that no one cares about.

…

five minutes later.

"Hey, you stinky girl, what kind of eyes are those eyes...It's too much to use violence on the savior as soon as you wake up."

With two **** of cotton stuffed in his nostrils, Sousuke Araki sat in front of the hospital bed, complaining in a low voice.

"That, that, it's not your fault, getting so close, and still holding that strange thing in your hand..."

Mochizuki Ayano rubbed her hands with her head down, looked up at the bruised bridge of the nose, and said apologetically, "Still..."

"Does it still hurt, Mr. Araki, I borrowed an ice pack from the nurse."

Before he could finish speaking, the little bird Yu Mayumi ran in with an ice pack, and put it on Araki Sousuke thoughtfully: "It's not Ayano's fault, after sleeping for so long, I woke up and was suddenly frightened by you, who It’s going to be that kind of reaction.”

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Taking advantage of the other party's cold compress for him, Araki Sousuke showed a pitiful expression, with a flushed face and enlarged nostrils, he pressed his face into the girl's arms: "This side...is there..."

"Is it here? The bridge of the nose is swollen. I'll help you stick it for a while longer."

"That's right, I just need to post it for a while... Wow, the nosebleed seems to start flowing again..."

"You two, this is..."

Seeing the ambiguous natural atmosphere of the two in front of her, Mochizuki Ayano subconsciously lowered her head and squeezed the sheet in front of her tightly.

"It's so noisy, the person next door... made such a strange groan early in the morning. I don't know if this is a hospital. What if the patient who just got out of the ICU is scared and returned to the embrace of the Lord?"

At the same time, Niya walked in pushing a wheelchair with her slender white and dazzling thighs.

"Hey, the Lord has already pushed me out of his arms, but there's no reason to call me back so soon..."

On the wheelchair, a thin black man held a hamburger in one hand and excitedly leaned towards Ayano Mochizuki on the hospital bed with the other: "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooire gone."

"You are... Uncle Siena?!"

Mochizuki Ayano managed to confirm the other party's identity after struggling to distinguish a few times: "When did you wake up? How is your injury? How did you transform into this?!"

This black man who has changed his appearance ~lightnovelpub.net~ is the black-robed priest Siena who was desperately protecting her in the "South Honmoku Wharf Shooting Case" and was seriously injured and fell into a coma.

"Don't worry, thanks to the 'special medicine' brought back by Araki-kun, all injuries are healed."

Thumbs up, showing his dazzling white teeth and gnawing on the burger, Siena signaled that he was fine.

"However, the side effects of "Abigail's Silver Jewelry" are really not covered..."

I don't know if it was because he choked on the hamburger, or because he met an old friend, but there was some choking in his chewing sound.

Relying on his inhuman physical fitness, after taking the first "undead medicine", his physical signs and consciousness gradually recovered, and he woke up earlier than Mochizuki Ayano.

"Special medicine? By the way, I clearly remember, my eyes, and that guy Baimu..."

She subconsciously reached out to cover her left eye, feeling the intact eyeball.

In the flowers on the other side, the scene of gouging out his left eye and "giving the eyes" while struggling with the pain of being eroded by the hundred-eyed ghost reappeared in his mind like a video.

(end of this chapter)