"Didn't you say you wanted to try again?"

Matsuda Jinpei, who had been squatting on one knee, stood up, picked up the sunglasses that had been kicked away and casually put them into his jacket pocket. He then pulled over a chair and sat down next to the young man, teasing him:

"How about we ask Xiaoyou's legs for their opinion first?"

Hasegawa Yu cleared his throat. "Xiaoyou's legs said that this time, they are really prepared."

I will never wag my tail or kick humans again.

Matsuda Jinpei glanced at him without saying a word, and just patted his thigh.

Putting his bare foot on top of the other, Hasegawa Yu subconsciously tried to tuck his legs under the seat, pursed his lips, raised his head, blinked his eyes, and looked very well-behaved.

The two looked at each other.

After a few seconds, he put his left foot on the black curly-haired man's leg, sat up straight, and unconsciously clasped his hands on both sides of the seat, staring at his calves.

Seeing the young man's fearful expression, Matsuda Jinpei unscrewed the medicine bottle and asked nonchalantly, "How did Xiaoyou escape from the detention room?"

"Well..." Hasegawa Yuu tilted his head slightly, looking away, and slowly repeated his words, "How did you escape..."

Taking this opportunity, Jinpei Matsuda quickly cleaned the other person's wound and applied medicine.

The man's legs seemed to be equipped with a neural response program for specific actions, and he was about to lift them up to kick someone.

But this time it was successfully pressed.

Matsuda Jinpei breathed a sigh of relief and turned to observe the wound.

To make handling easier, the young man simply cut off the already damaged trouser leg below the knee, clearly revealing the wound on the side of his calf where the bullet had severely grazed a piece of flesh.

This kind of wound wouldn't be a big deal if it happened to me, but if it happened to a fragile celebrity...

Matsuda Jinpei lifted his eyelids slightly and saw a faint light in the eyes of the young man with curly hair who was trying hard to think of an excuse. It was obvious that he was trying very hard to hold back his tears.

Seeing this, the black curly-haired man paused slightly in treating the wound and lightened the strength in his hands.

"I used a secret weapon."

After a while, Hasegawa Yu, who was at a loss for words, said dryly, "Secrets cannot be made public."

"I see." Matsuda Jinpei, who was wrapping the bandages, didn't even raise his head. "I thought those people had taken everything from Xiaoyou."

Seeing that he had found a reasonable excuse, Hasegawa Yu quickly nodded in agreement, his tone suddenly becoming natural, "They didn't find the stun gun I hid in my sleeve!"

"That's right." Matsuda Jinpei tied the bandage. "And what about the man pinned by the rocks in the wall?"

"Perhaps..." Hasegawa Yu shrank his neck, "Is it because the underground passage has been in disrepair for a long time?"

At least it's not an excuse like earthquake, which only fools would believe.

Matsuda Jinpei took the initiative to skip this point and relayed, "Don't let the wound come into contact with water for the next few days. Remember to wrap it in plastic wrap or something when you shower, and change the dressing..."

He hesitantly glanced at the celebrity, who didn't even have calluses on her hands, and said, "I'll teach you the first two times. Can you change it yourself later, Xiaoyou?"

Speaking of which, the feet of big stars are also very white... Stop, there is only a thin layer of muscle on their legs, which must be the result of dancing practice.

Matsuda Jinpei put his hands in his pockets uncomfortably, "Is your right leg okay?"

"No."

Hasegawa Yu stretched out his right foot towards him and twirled it nimbly, indicating that he was really fine. "I still know how to change the dressing. Brother Zhenping, just teach me how to secure the bandage."

Matsuda Jinpei: "Uh-oh, okay."

"By the way, Brother Zhenping, there is something very important."

Hasegawa Yu blinked quickly to clear the mist from his eyes, then looked at the man with a serious face, "Will it leave a scar?"

It was so painful that he didn't even dare to look closely.

Fortunately, scales don't fall off in human form.

Thinking he was about to ask something important, Matsuda Jinpei let out a breath he had raised. "The wound isn't that deep. If you take good care of it, it won't get worse. The organization's medicine is trustworthy."

Hasegawa Yu was relieved, "That's good."

Although the damage done to this world may not necessarily be reflected in the original world, it's better to be on the safe side.

It was difficult to put pressure on the wound that had just been bandaged. Hasegawa Yu lightly stood up by tiptoeing on the chair, limping but with a firm step, he jumped on one leg towards the venue.

"I'm going to the concert hall. Brother Zhenping, go ahead and do your business."

As he spoke, the down jacket with a hole in it that the young man was wearing was even spewing out down.

Matsuda Jinpei: “…”

Seeing this image of "disabled but strong-willed", Matsuda Jinpei twitched his lips and sighed silently, "How long are you going to walk like this? I'll carry you there."

Without giving the young man a chance to refuse, the black curly-haired man squatted down with his back to him and said, "Come up."

Looking at the man's back and feeling the pain in his calf, Hasegawa Yu hesitated for a moment before leaning forward and saying, "Excuse me, Brother Zhenping."

"When Xiaoyou's weight exceeds the sandbag I use for training, we can talk about trouble again."

With another person on his back, Matsuda Jinpei stood up effortlessly with a relaxed tone.

Hasegawa Yu retorted, "This is a normal weight for an idol."

How heavy is Brother Zhenping's sandbag? Why do you always compare him to the sandbag?

"Is that so." Matsuda Jinpei's tone was flat, and it sounded a bit like he deserved a beating for some reason.

Hasegawa Yu puffed out her cheeks and stared at the back of the man's head.

"Did Xiaoyou touch my hair?" Matsuda Jinpei suddenly spoke after walking a distance.

Hasegawa Yu suddenly withdrew his hand that had been gently rubbing the end of the man's hair, "I'm sorry."

He then added in a low voice, "But it didn't mess up Brother Zhenping's hairstyle, he's still super handsome!"

My movements were clearly very light, Brother Zhen Ping is really perceptive.

Matsuda Jinpei, who made a lie casually: "..."

Sometimes you don't have to be so honest.

"Your bag."

He escorted him directly to the seat in front of the organ, and then handed him the small bag he had retrieved from the members of the Mud and Bone Society. "See if you've lost anything."

"Everything is here, thank you, Brother Jinping~" Hasegawa Yu quickly finished the inspection, a small dimple forming on the side of his cheek, "Brother Jinping, leave me alone, go get busy."

Matsuda Jinpei, who indeed had a lot of follow-up matters to deal with, narrowed his eyes, suddenly reached out and pinched the young man's cheek lightly, then moved sideways and took away his torn down jacket.

After changing his coat, the black curly-haired man waved his hand and said, "Let's go. I'll pick you up later."

Sitting on the chair, Hasegawa Yu had limited space to dodge, so he could only rub the makeup on his face, holding his coat in a daze, watching the man's back gradually go away.

In less than a second, he forgot about the pinching on his face and put his coat aside.

The organ that Bach played!

At this time, there was no one in the huge concert hall. The concert ended early, and the audience, who were unaware of the situation, were leaving the bomb-ridden theater one after another.

Hasegawa Yu carefully touched the keys and took out his phone to record the video. "It would be nice if I could play it."

The musical instruments developed by humans are truly amazing, and there are also the chime bells from China. Both of these instruments are super spectacular!

Unfortunately, they are hard to buy and there is no place to put them at home.

"If you want to play it, you can try. This is part of the audience interaction activities designed by the organizer."

Startled, Hasegawa Yu looked behind him and said, "Ms. Akiba, didn't you leave with the staff?"

After changing out of her formal attire, Reiko Akiba shook her head and glanced at the young man who had come to see Qin despite his injuries. "I just happened to be asking the officers from the Investigation Division about something."

Recently, there have been frequent cases of famous musicians being killed by murderers using bombs hidden in their instruments, but the bombers have never been found.

This concert was originally planned to be held in the church's concert hall, but was later changed to this theater due to various reasons.

However, while moving the organ, they accidentally discovered that one of its buttons had been modified and a bomb line was connected underneath.

Reiko Akiba, who luckily escaped, realized that the murderer was targeting her and thought that today's incident was also related to the murderer.

She didn't say any of this out loud, "but the Stradivarius was taken away by the staff early this morning."

"It's okay." Hasegawa Yu turned back and put his hands on the keys eagerly. "I've already appreciated the sound of the 'Divine String'."

He already had a Stradivarius in his original world, so it wasn't particularly regretful.

In comparison, the pipe organ is relatively rare.

As the young man finished speaking, a majestic prelude of music came out from the organ pipes and echoed over the concert hall.

Reiko Akiba recognized that this was the prelude to "Amazing Grace", the song she would be singing as the finale today.

She was responsible for the opening and closing performance today. Since it was not yet time for the finale after she was rescued, in order to ensure the perfection of the entire performance, Reiko Akiba took a rest and then chose to go on stage to put an end to the concert.

But judging from the young man's appearance, he probably couldn't hear it.

After thinking for a moment, Reiko Akita opened her lips and a pleasant song came out of her mouth.

Hasegawa Yu, who was playing the organ, had his eyes light up and he immediately changed part of the score to make up for the part where the violin was needed.

The mermaid became very excited after hearing the beautiful music, and couldn't help but sing harmony with the soprano singer behind her.

Reiko Akita glanced at him in surprise.

When the song ended, Hasegawa Yu excitedly picked up his phone and said, "I recorded the song just now. Does Miss Akiba mind?"

"That's fine." Akiba Reiko was curious. "Is Mr. Orimoto also a singer in some orchestra?"

As an insider, she could naturally tell that the young man's level was professional, whether it was playing or singing.

"No." Hasegawa Yu scratched his cheek, "But I have studied systematically."

He also participated in several concerts in the original world.

"Mr. Orimoto has great talent."

"really."

A voice agreed with Akiba Reiko's words, and someone stepped out from the shadows of the audience. "If this gentleman hasn't joined the orchestra, he can try coming to my concert hall."

"Puhe... Director." There was a barely perceptible pause in Reiko Akiba's words.

After learning that the old man who appeared out of nowhere was the director of the Hondo Music Hall, Hasegawa Yu politely declined his invitation, "Sorry, I have my own work."

"Ah." Pu Hejiang looked regretful, "It seems that we will never hear the chorus again."

"Reiko, do you know who I'm thinking of?"

Upon hearing this, Qiu Ting Lianzi's eyes flashed slightly.

He was her fiancé, who was also a member of the band and died after falling off a cliff three years ago. He was also the son of the person in front of her.

"I have avenged him, now it's our turn." Pu Hejiang said, raising the bomb remote control that he had been hiding in his palm.

Thinking that the dead musicians were all on a trip with her fiancé three years ago, Akita Reiko suddenly understood something, "The murderer is you!"

The organ was located a little higher than the stage, and Hasegawa Yu was watching from above with a confused look on his face as the situation took a sudden turn for the worse.

Huh? Why is there another bomb?

【I didn't detect any new bomb signals.】

Not all bomb signals can be detected by Noah's Ark. [It could be a plastic bomb or something like that. The remote control in his hand is the only controller.]

[Xiaoyou, the demolition work of the virgin explosion team is not yet completed. Be careful, I have notified Matsuda Jinpei.]

If the bomb planted by Ni Canhui is affected, the entire theater will still explode.

Hasegawa Yuu asked tentatively, "Um...Mr. Puhe, can I ask where you put the bombs?"

Pu Hejiang glanced at the young man dragging his injured leg and said, "Don't worry, it's enough to bury the three of us."

The bad guys are really illogical.

Hasegawa Yu, who was tragically implicated, was anxious, "It's fine if you blew up the concert hall, but how could you blow up the organ too!"

What a mistake the innocent instrument has made!

The two people below:?

Is this the point?

Pu and Jiang ignored him and were about to press the bomb button with a slight movement of their thumb.

Hasegawa Yuu mentally assessed the height between the platform he was on and the stage below, and shouted, "Officer, catch him!"

Pu and Jiang subconsciously looked back, and then their vision went dark and they lost consciousness.

The remote control in his hand flew out and hit the equipment at the edge of the stage.

Hasegawa Yu, who had jumped over the railing and hit someone, quickly climbed off him and said, "I'm sorry, I will pay for your medical expenses."

Reiko Akiba: "...I don't think the victim should be responsible for the murderer's medical expenses."

"It seems so."

Hasegawa Yu looked around and found the bomb remote control that had fallen not far away.

Just as he was about to take it, the tip of his ear moved slightly, and he turned around and changed direction, "Miss Qiu Ting, be careful!"

The next second, the ceiling above the stage burst into flames, and all kinds of burning debris rushed down.

The scorching heat came from above, and Hasegawa Yu moved his body. "Ms. Akiba, are you okay?"

At this moment, the door of the concert hall was kicked open from the outside, and Jinpei Matsuda appeared at the door, followed by several police officers from the Investigation Section.

Akita Reiko, who was protected by the young man in time, had a slightly changed expression, "Your hand!"

With a grim expression, Matsuda Jinpei rushed to the young man in two or three steps and picked him up without saying a word.

"Woo, thanks for the adrenaline."

Hasegawa Yu closed his eyes, not daring to look at his arm that had been rubbed by the fragments. "I can bear it for now, please don't tell me about the injury."

Hearing his words, Jinpei Matsuda silently closed his mouth which was about to open.

After a few seconds of silence, the black curly-haired man whispered, "I'm sorry, Xiaoyou."

There are many bombs that Nicanhui will place in the theater. Most of the members of the explosives squad are not capable enough. In addition, he is not the captain of the explosives squad now, so it is not easy for him to interfere too much in their decisions about the bombs.

Fortunately, Megure Juzo was in charge of communication, but it still took up a lot of time.

"Why is Jinping-san apologizing?" Hasegawa Yuu wondered. "The one who should apologize is the bad guy who planted the bomb."

"You're right." Matsuda Jinpei sighed, "I really have to keep Xiaoyou by my side."

Whenever I'm apart from him, something goes wrong.

Hasegawa Yu opened his eyes, "???"

"Brother Zhenping." He said in a gloomy tone, "When we first met today, you said you wouldn't arrest me."

"Then I regret it." Matsuda Jinpei carried the man all the way to his car and put him down, then looked at the wound on his right arm.

The flame fragments brushed against the outside of the young man's arm, burning a large piece of his clothes. Fortunately, he dodged in time, and the skin underneath was scratched by other fragments.

In addition, my right ankle was slightly scratched.

Well, now my right leg is in trouble too.

Matsuda Jinpei scratched his hair and said, "Fortunately, it's not serious enough to go to the hospital."

Only then did Hasegawa Yu dare to look at his arm.

"But the wound on the left leg has burst and needs to be rebandaged." Matsuda Jinpei skillfully took out the medicine and bandages. "The arm first. Xiaoyou, ask it if it's ready."

Hasegawa Yu raised his uninjured hand and suggested, "Brother Jinping, do you have any local anesthesia or something?"

It really hurts. My arms are bearable, but my legs...his fishtail.

I don’t want to change back until the wound heals, and I can’t soak my tail anymore!

Hasegawa Yushu was getting sadder as he thought, "Brother Jinping's coat is gone too."

Matsuda Jinpei: "You can buy more."

Hasegawa Yu couldn't help but reveal his teary eyes, "My small backpack is gone too. The phone inside was newly bought. I've already changed it several times."

His cell phone is in such trouble.

"I'll give you one, free of charge." Matsuda Jinpei paused, then added, "This time it's fully functional."

"The most important thing is," Hasegawa Yu slapped his thigh excitedly, "the organ exploded!"

Matsuda Jinpei: “…”

"He's the director of the concert hall himself, so why would he want to blow up the organ? It was played by Bach, so commemorative!"

"His case will be handed over to Inspector Megure." Matsuda Jinpei said cautiously, "Shall I go ask him?"

"Thank you, Jinping, but you're not required to pay." Hasegawa Yuu lowered his head. "The bad guys' logic is incomprehensible."

"Shall we tend to the wound?"

"Oh, I'll prepare myself mentally."

Fifteen minutes later.

Since the follow-up matters that Matsuda Jinpei has to deal with involve the Nicanhui, after receiving a text message from the curly-haired bastard, Fūya Rei, who has been secretly cleaning up the Nicanhui's black car industry chain recently, came nearby.

After collecting intelligence on the members of the Mud Society who were originally scheduled to provide support outside the theater, he heard an explosion coming from the direction of the theater, and turned back to check the situation out of concern.

As soon as he got off the bus, Jōgō Rei saw a young man with curly hair limping towards him.

"Brother Ling, help!"

"Get him, Bourbon!"

It's not known if someone was injured yet, so Rei Furuya asked, "?"

Between the same period and crush, of course I would choose the latter.

After shielding the person behind him, Fūya Rei looked at his colleague who had blood on his hands and said, "Granwit, this is a public place, please behave yourself."

If I heard correctly, the police car is right ahead.

"Take a look at his appearance before you talk to me." Matsuda Jinpei, who had lost his sunglasses again, took a deep breath.

No turning back.

Hasegawa Yuu looked at him guiltily.

Three seconds later, the blond man put his hands under the young man's armpits, lifted him up easily, and moved him to a public bench nearby, letting him sit down.

Hasegawa Yu was caught off guard: "?"

"Xiaoyou, what did you tell me before?" Fūya Ling tried to put on a stern face towards the young man, "You are afraid to see a doctor."

Wait, Xiaoyou is a mermaid.

He pondered, should he call a veterinarian?

"I know." Hasegawa Yu looked at him pitifully. "I've prepared myself mentally, but my ankle won't work. Really... at least give me some time to prepare myself."

He can't help it, it's an instinctive reaction!

So, Furuya Rei went to see the curly-haired bastard who was obviously concealing the important information that the young man was injured.

Without his sunglasses, Matsuda Jinpei, who was almost "disfigured", looked back silently after taking great pains to bandage the wounds on the man's calves and arms.

A few seconds later, they both looked at the young man on the bench.

Hasegawa Yu swallowed unconsciously.

A minute later, Fūya Rei hurriedly tilted his head back, and his chin, which was covered by the mask, narrowly avoided the foot that was kicking towards him.

“…”

With his legs suppressed by Matsuda Jinpei and only his upper body able to move, Hasegawa Yuu was like a fish stranded on the shore, flapping his arms and legs frantically.

"Hahahahaha, woo."

He was laughing and wanted to cry at the same time. Combined with the bandages wrapped around his right arm and palm, he looked even more pitiful. "I'm sorry, Brother Ling. My legs don't seem to listen to my brain."

It hurts and itches, he really didn't mean it. He wouldn't react so strongly when he wasn't injured!

Rei Furuya: I can see that.

Could it be because there are more nervous systems in the mermaid's tail?

After realizing he had found the cause, Jōgō Rei took the medicine and for a moment he didn't know whether he should take further action.

Matsuda Jinpei, who had let the young man's legs slip from his hands many times, sighed, "Catching you is harder than catching a fish."

Hasegawa Yuu suddenly stopped moving.

Matsuda Jinpei: ...?

"Don't blame Xiaoyou if you don't have enough strength."

Fūya Rei seized the opportunity to apply medicine. "It's the same with fishing. If your skills are lacking, you should reflect on yourself more. Don't always blame others, Glenlivet."

Matsuda Jinpei: ? ?

Do you want to look at the injuries on your face before you say such things to him?

"Xiaoyou, talk to your feet and kick this guy's mask off."

Hasegawa Yu came back to his senses, "...Brother Jinpei, this behavior is not good."

Skipping over the little episode in between, the wounds of a certain fish were finally bandaged.

Raising his right hand which was wrapped like a dumpling, Hasegawa Yu looked at his forearm which was also wrapped tightly, and worriedly picked up the mineral water bottle with his uninjured left hand, biting the straw and gulping down the water.

To be honest, he was surprised when Brother Ling brought the mineral water bottle with a straw inserted.

Because ordinary people rarely dig a hole in the cap of a mineral water bottle that is just the right size for a straw and drink with a straw. This is usually done by celebrities for various reasons, such as maintaining their public image and not ruining their makeup.

Hasegawa Yu looked at the two seniors who seemed to be about to quarrel again, "Um..."

Fūya Ling, who took some time to go to the convenience store, took out a new bottle of mineral water with a straw from somewhere, took the empty bottle from the young man's hand, and put the new straw to his mouth.

His movements were so skillful that he looked like an assistant or agent of a big star.

He hadn't been at the fire scene for long today, so he didn't need to drink so much water...

Facing the purple-gray color, Hasegawa Yu swallowed the words on his lips and mumbled.

Jinpei Matsuda, who was watching the whole process, cast a strange look at the blond-haired classmate.

Ignoring his gaze, Fūya Rei folded his arms across his chest and sneered, "How come Xiaoyou is always with you when she gets hurt? Granwit, why don't you go to the temple?"

It was the truth, and Matsuda Jinpei rarely retorted, turning his head away without saying anything.

"I got hurt accidentally."

After struggling to finish his second bottle of water, Hasegawa Yu tried to explain, "It has nothing to do with Jinping-san. If I have to say anything, it's just that my fighting skills are too low."

He said matter-of-factly, "If it were Brother Ling and Brother Zhenping, you would definitely not be hurt."

This time, Jōgōu Ling didn't say anything, but just magically took out the third bottle of water.

"Thank you, Brother Ling. I'm not thirsty."

Hasegawa Yu quickly refused, then looked at this and that, "Did Jinpei-san fight with Ling-san?"

The blond, dark-skinned man wore a mask today, which was rare, but there were no bruises on the exposed corners of his eyes.

Jinpei Matsuda's eyes flickered for a moment.

"It's a sparring match." Fūya Rei coughed lightly, "It's a technical exchange between members of the organization."

"Really?" Hasegawa Yu puffed up his cheeks and stared at him, "Zero brother, promise you didn't lie to me?"

Fūya Rei returned to silence.

"It turns out that Brother Zero is also a baby shark." Hasegawa Yu muttered.

"puff."

Noticing the two men's gazes shifting to him, Matsuda Jinpei pretended nothing had happened and said, "I'm going to go check on the situation at Investigation Section 1."

The remaining Furuya Ling thought for a moment and said, "I'll take Xiaoyou back to the villa first."

Hasegawa Yu had no objection. He also wanted to go back to the villa to change his tattered clothes, which really damaged his image.

Seeing the mermaid moving so slowly as if walking on the edge of a knife, Furuya Rei tried, "Let me carry... carry Xiaoyou on my back."

Today was not the first time that Hasegawa Yu was carried on his back, so he obediently let the blond senior put him in the car.

"Xiaoyou, wait for me for a few minutes." Furuya Ling stood outside the car and leaned over to help him fasten his seat belt. "I'm going to go and tell Granvert a few more things."

Hasegawa Yoshi nodded, his tone soft, "I'll wait for Brother Zero to come back."

Hearing his voice, Fūya Rei stood still for a few seconds, and only turned around to look for someone before the young man's expression turned confused.

The anesthetic gas he inhaled before was all because he had been distracted by other things. Now that he was completely safe, Hasegawa Yu yawned sleepily and closed his eyes, intending to take a short nap before Furuya Rei came back.

Unexpectedly, when I opened my eyes again, he was already lying on the bed in the villa.

【It was Bourbon who brought Xiaoyou back.】

Noah's Ark quickly passed over this point. Seeing the mermaid lying in bed, unwilling to get up, he changed the subject. "Xiaoyou, stay at the villa and recuperate during the New Year. I'll talk to Hiroki."

The flight to the United States is in two days, and arriving at Hongshu's place requires changing transportation many times, which is obviously inconvenient for the mermaid.

"Ah." Hasegawa Yu wanted to fight for it again.

But after the anesthetic effect wore off, waves of pain came from her legs and arms, and the mermaid, who obviously needed someone to take care of her, instantly wilted again.

It’s all the fault of that nasty villain!

Thinking of this, Hasegawa Yu unconsciously stroked the shell necklace around his neck.

It's not that the wound can't heal immediately, but if that happens, he won't be able to maintain his human form for some time.

In short, I still can’t go to the United States.

Quickly calming down, Hasegawa Yu suggested, "I can't go, so Noah should take my share and go back for the New Year."

Noah's Ark was silent.

"Don't worry." Hasegawa Yu patted his chest, "I can ask the seniors if there is an extra seat at the New Year's dinner table. They won't leave me alone."

Noah's Ark was feeling depressed. [Someone is coming.]

The bedroom door made a slight creaking sound.

"Xiaoyou is awake?"

It was Rei Furuya who opened the door. He secretly checked the young man's complexion and asked, "Xiaoyou, do you want to change clothes?"

"Yes!" Hasegawa Yu struggled to get up from the bed.

Holding the loose pajamas he had found, Fūya Rei looked at the young man, who only had one arm that could move freely, and asked, "Can I help?"

"I can do it myself." Hasegawa Yu waved his intact left hand at him, "I'm fine, brother Zero, don't worry."

Jianggu Ling: "Yeah, okay."

Twenty minutes later.

Panting, Hasegawa Yu tenaciously changed his clothes with one arm, and then moved to the living room at the pace of a turtle.

"Yuu-chan, why don't you call for help?"

A figure rushed over, and without waiting for the young man to respond, he picked him up naturally and placed him on the sofa in the blink of an eye.

"I didn't expect the theater owned by the Suzuki Group to be secretly occupied by the Nican Gang. I should have made arrangements in advance."

Because of the actions of the half-long-haired man, there was no chance to refuse. Hasegawa Yu's brain was tangled for a moment and he opened his mouth in confusion, choosing to comfort him first.

"Brother Yaner, this was an accident. We can't always research everywhere we go. That would be too tiring."

Hearing his words, the self-blame hidden in the violet eyes of the semi-long-haired man diminished a little.

Hasegawa Yu: "Also, I..." I can walk by myself.

It's not a fracture.

The last four words were interrupted by the man who happened to be speaking at the same time.

Kenji Hagiwara: "Ms. Akiba contacted me through the ticket purchaser and wanted to give this airship ticket to Yu-chan as a thank you gift."

Hasegawa Yuu felt something was amiss and scratched his head, his attention successfully diverted. "Airship ticket?"

"It's an airship owned by the Suzuki Group. It will circle Japan and pass over a small area of the Pacific Ocean along the way."

Ignoring the other two classmates, Kenji Hagiwara smiled and introduced them, "The scenery should be very nice. The estimated departure time is after the spring. You-chan can take your time to consider whether to go."

Hasegawa Yuu showed some interest, "Okay."

"Kenji-chan will definitely do a good job of background checking this time!"

"Brother Yan, not really."

After failing to stop him, Hasegawa Yuu belatedly remembered something, "Didn't Kenji have an organization mission today?"

Hagiwara Kenji held his chin with one hand and said, "I'm worried about Yukunran, so I'll come back as soon as possible."

"Tsk." Matsuda Jinpei warned dangerously, "Don't use me as a shield, Hagi."

Hasegawa Yu blinked.

"Ignore them." Furuya Ling handed him a bag of low-calorie snacks to fill his stomach and considerately opened it. "It's these two's daily crosstalk segment."

Hasegawa You, who was indeed a little hungry, took the snack obediently and became increasingly confused. "Huh?"

"The meal is almost ready."

Fūya Ling changed the subject, "Xiaoyou, it's inconvenient for you to take a shower or cook like this. I happen to be free recently. If Xiaoyou doesn't mind, I can stay and help."

"Is your daily schedule different from ours, Councillor?" Matsuda Jinpei sneered silently, "You're so busy, and yet you still have time."

"You-chan, go ahead and order Jinpei-chan around. After all, it was he who failed to protect you."

Hagiwara Kenji suggested enthusiastically, "Of course Kenji-chan will help~"

Hasegawa Yuu hesitated to speak.

It's so strange, why do I feel such oppression?

Can't he hire a temporary caregiver?