Blue Files, there are 100 days left until Mr. disappears

My husband is regarded as a foreign body in the city... Even if I give him painkillers, it may not relieve his pain, but may speed up the fusion process..."

Iori was silent.

She looked at the little nurse in front of her.

The smile on the other person's face was like a solidified wax figure.

"Believe me, Iori-san, I hate my own incompetence more than you do."

"——But, I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do about it. I can only wait until Mr. wakes up."

Iori loosened her grip on Serina's collar and sat down unsteadily.

All the love and determination, all the memories and bonds, are worthless.

All that can be done is to wait.

But when?

Even if my husband wakes up, will the situation change?

No one will think about the answers to these questions, nor do they want to think about them.

The answer may have lost its meaning.

Hayase Yuka, the child who first discovered that her husband was abnormal, was sitting in the corner of the infirmary.

His eyes were dim and empty, and he clearly had no will to live.

Nothing can touch her heart and keep her in this world.

In the palm of her left hand, she held a pair of scissors.

Using mechanical and repetitive movements, he stabbed the back of his right hand repeatedly.

Will it hurt?

Still no pain?

It's not important anymore.

……

In the corridor at the door of the ward.

Hina Sorasaki held Mika Sazonon's arm.

She looked at Weihua, who had a bright smile on her face, and said in a low voice, word by word:

"What are you hiding, what are you planning, I can feel it."

Shengyuan Weihua’s smile did not waver at all,

"Hina-chan, you are very perceptive."

"So, are you going to stop me?"

Shengyuan Weihua blinked and asked:

"Prevent me from changing the world that took my husband?"

Hina Sorasaki was startled for a moment, held Mihua's hand, and let go unconsciously.

However, Seononomika did not leave directly. Instead, she leaned down and whispered in Hina Sorasaki's ear:

"Actually, I can feel it too. You will definitely stop me, Hina-chan."

"After all, you also like sir the most."

After saying that, Sheng Yuan Weihua took light steps and disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Chapter 012: Day 089·Millennium College Clinic ①

Something penetrated Mr.'s body.

It's cold, damp, and bitingly cold.

Even though he could no longer feel the distinct pain, the lonely and cold feeling beneath him still forced him to open his eyes.

Like a whale that was beaten ashore by the waves, it was buried deep in the beach, and all the muscles in its body could not use any strength.

He was lying on the lightless shore, letting the cold water touch his clothes.

A cold wind blew by, and the gray mist that filled the void immediately dissipated.

On the other side of the seemingly endless distance, through his hazy eyes, he saw a mirage-like city.

The city has a blue sky above its head and an iron-gray ground beneath its feet.

"Kivotos..."

His throat struggled to spit out a few words.

There is no need to identify the buildings in the city, just look at the unique blue sky above, and the answer will be readily apparent.

But when he took a closer look, his eyes immediately darkened.

The blue sky is full of cracks.

The iron-gray earth is rolling with magma.

This was his first time observing the entire Kivotos from an 'outside' perspective.

The clear blue sky was filled with cracks like broken porcelain, and ominous black air hissed out from them.The earth was another terrifying sight, with the entire surface collapsing and churning, bulging up due to the uncontrollable magma.

This world, covered with wounds, is no longer able to maintain a delicate balance.

Without external interference, complete annihilation is only a matter of time.

The corners of Mr.'s mouth raised.

I don't know if it's reassurance or sarcasm.

So he became the 'external force' Kivotos needed most.

He risked everything for a world that did not belong to him, just to use his body to bridge the doomed destruction.

This is his merit and his sin.

The scene suddenly changed, and Kivotos, who was like a mirage in the distance, disappeared.

Instead, it is a one-way transparent glass.

The light pale color reveals fleeting relaxation and warmth.

On the opposite side of the glass, not far from Mr.

It's his students.

The children of the Holy Trinity have come, the children of Ghenna have come, the children of Abydos have come…

It was clear that the last bit of strength had been drained from his body, but he tried to stand up straight.

Because he saw the children crying.

Bai Zi is crying,

Yuka is crying,

Hina and the others were crying too.

All the warmth was crushed to pieces, never to return to the beginning.

With great difficulty, he moved his index finger, but he could not say a word.

He wanted to say, don't cry for me,

Don't remember me, don't miss me.

I would rather you have the happiness of being relieved and forgotten than suffering the unforgettable sadness.

...In the end, even this last bit of concern was just deceiving myself.

He can't do anything.

The gentleman closed his eyes and allowed the cold water to awaken his memory.

What kind of person was Sir before coming to Kivotos?

He couldn't even answer this question himself.Kivotos' work has become so heavy that it obscures his memories.

He just vaguely remembered that his parents were not good to him.

He had an unhappy childhood. He developed the ability to observe people's emotions, but he was still beaten all the time.

Because of this, he strives to give every student the best life possible.

He couldn't stand another child suffering the same pain he was experiencing.

Loving other children is his way of loving and repairing himself.

"……really weird"

The gentleman laughed dumbly.

When he held this strange conclusion about himself in the palm of his hand,

A burst of warm blue light lit up the world in front of him.

Chapter 012: Day 089·Millennium College Clinic②

came back.

The husband opened his eyes again on the white hospital bed.

Although the strength of his body has not been restored, it is enough to support him to sit up.

The windows of the infirmary were open, and the warm summer breeze blew in from outside.

However, the husband only felt that his body was a little cold. He put his right hand on his cheek and felt that he was thinner and thinner than before.

After a long time, he took back his hand and sighed softly.

Why do you think so much about the future, and what does it have to do with you?

"hiss!"

The cramping pain in his stomach made him suddenly take a breath of cold air, and sweat dripped down his forehead.

He clearly felt that some kind of liquid was seeping down his throat, warm and viscous.

But the taste buds in his mouth could not taste any taste, it was very bland.

"Okay, now you have to charge me a little fee to wake up."

He covered his face and laughed bitterly.

As their husband, where else do you want to escape?Who else do you want to blame for your fate?

——Obviously they should think this way, right?

How relaxed and happy would they be if you were no longer a spoiler in their memories?

Raise your head, close your eyes, take a deep breath, and suppress all emotions and complaints.

He does not advocate altruism, and he is by no means a kind and selfless saint.

However, since I have taken on the responsibility of being a gentleman, as an adult, I should persevere to the end.

"I don't know how long I've been in coma... Xia Lai's work is probably backlogged."

He muttered to himself, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his hand, got out of bed, and straightened his collar.

He was fortunate that the current illness had only taken away some insignificant body parts from him.

He has not yet fallen to the point where he is lying on the bed and needs to be taken care of like a vegetable.

The gentleman's steps were a little shaky, and he walked slowly towards the door.

However, when he was about to open the door to the infirmary, something suddenly tripped under his feet.

"Uh!"

There was a short cry from his throat, and before he had time to think about what happened, the world in front of him began to rotate 90 degrees.