I'm a bandage geek at Sobu High School

"Woooo..."

Seeing the concerned look on his sister's face, even though he had forgotten the horrific nightmare, Ichika's eyes filled with tears, and he finally had a sense of reality that he had returned to reality.

"Ichika! Why are you crying!"

Sanjiu was almost anxious to death. She had never seen Ichika, who claimed to be her eldest sister, cry. She was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot: "Are you feeling unwell? Do you want me to give you some pain relief now?" The medicine is here, but there is a typhoon outside and I can’t go to the hospital!!”

"I'm fine, Sanjiu."

Ichika wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, held Sanjiu tightly in her arms, and cried, "Sister is fine."

"Ichika... I hope you're fine."

Ichika's body was surprisingly cold, but the feeling of blood connection made Sanjiu couldn't help but shed tears. She stretched out her hand and gently hugged Ichika's back, patting her gently and comforting her silently. .

She didn't know what was wrong with Ichika, but she knew that Ichika must need her very much now, and she needed to give her a warm hug. This was also her responsibility, a fifth equal responsibility. As family members, we should support each other no matter what the pain. All shouldered together.

Chapter 35 Nope

When Miku took Ichika downstairs, Nino and Yotsuba were staring out the window on the balcony.

"Ah, Ichika, you're here!"

When Yotsuba saw Ichika coming over, she was overjoyed at first, and then Xianbao said: "Come here, come here, look out the window!"

"what happened?"

Ichika smiled and walked to the balcony and looked in the direction Yotsuba pointed.

The lightning has stopped. Although the heavy rain is still falling and the typhoon is still hovering over Chiba City, after the dazzling lightning that always lights up the sky disappears, the feeling of fear that weighs on everyone's heart also disappears. Disappeared, although there are still dark clouds overhead, although it is still pitch black, there is no longer the oppressive feeling of disaster falling from the sky.

"call…"

Ichika let out a breath of hot breath, and the big stone in his heart finally fell.

"Ichika, are you feeling better?"

Yotsuba looked worriedly at Ichika's pale and pretty face and said cautiously: "You looked suddenly in pain just now. What happened?"

"Ah, just now..."

Ichika was stunned for a moment and recalled it, but he couldn't remember why he screamed suddenly. He could only smile and said: "I don't know too well."

"Isn't it okay now?"

Nino didn't care too much and said: "When there was thunder just now, everyone was in a strange and irritable mood for some reason. Maybe Ichika was the same."

Siye was still worried: "But..."

"Well, if there's any problem,"

Ichika comforted her sister and said, "Wouldn't it be enough to wait until the typhoon is over and go to the hospital for a checkup after the typhoon is over?"

"Ok."

Siye thought this was fine, so she smiled.

At this time, Fujimiya Ori walked down the stairs, followed by the second lady who looked a little sulky. It seemed that the two had an unpleasant exchange.

"It's not thundering anymore?"

Yukinoshita Yukino arrived on the first floor and immediately noticed the change in the weather, and couldn't help showing a relaxed expression.

Fujimiya glanced out the window, and then looked away without much care. Whether there was thunder or not had no effect on him.

"Ichika-kun, are you up?"

Yukinoshita spotted Ichika standing by the window again. She quickly walked over and looked up and down carefully before showing a faint smile: "Much better."

"Thank you, Yukino."

Nakano Ichika couldn't help but blush, and stepped back a little. Yukinoshita-sensei was leaning a little too close.

"Feel sorry…"

Yukino also realized her abruptness and took a step back in embarrassment.

"fine…"

Yihuaxiao said in a low voice with a faint blush on her face.

Fujimiya Ori: "..."

His eyes became increasingly hollow and his gaze became sharper.

【Orange】

Satsuki, who had gone upstairs to clean up the room, also came down. Seeing Ichika and exchanging pleasantries again, the five sisters finally got together and the weather got better, so they started studying again under Yukino's organization.

……

Fujimiya Ori sat at the dining table, his bandaged face expressionless.

There was a typhoon outside, so it was impossible to go out for dinner, so we had to have dinner at Nakano's house.

Nino, who is good at cooking, has already gone to the kitchen. Yukinoshita Yukino is a guest and is very good at cooking, so he goes to help as a matter of course. And our Bandage-sama is a little public servant who doesn't touch Yangchun Shui with his fingers. He can't cook anything. It was Jue Juezi who, in one word, had "never done it". He must have been banned from entering the kitchen and was sent to wait outside like Ichika and others.

Fujimiya Ori sat in a chair in a daze. There was still no ordinary person around him, and he seemed extremely lonely. This was also the fate of being a bandaged person.

[Actually, I did it myself. Yotsuba saw him alone before, so she kindly took the initiative to strike up a conversation, but was scared away by Fujimiya-san’s sarcastic words with a few words. Our little angel has never suffered such grievances in his life. , I have a little self-doubt]

Mijiu, on the other hand, ran back to the room because of social fear, while May went back to the room to continue studying and consolidate Yukino's previous lectures, so he became a bandaged man and was alone in a daze.

【My mind is full of indoor shoes~】

To ordinary people, this is called daze, but Fujimiya prefers to call it meditation. The great bandage world is gradually constructed in his heart. He imagines how he will rule this shabby world after the true god comes to the world, and at least formulate laws. Everyone must become a bandage man like him. This is the minimum requirement.

[And all beautiful girls must submit to him]

[Strange, the bandage god has already arrived, why do I need indoor shoes? 】

Fujimiya Ori was a little confused, and suddenly a cute and soft voice came to her ears: "Hey~Fujimiya-san~"

"..."

Fujimiya Ori's heart skipped a beat. The good smell next to him was like the refreshing fragrance of flowers, which was extremely clear even through the bandages. He quickly turned his head and put on a bandaged mummy face: "What are you doing?"

The person who came was indeed Ichika. She sat down, held her chin and looked at Fujimiya Ori with a smile: "Nothing, I just saw you sitting alone. Sister, I have nothing to do right now, so I want to talk to you, otherwise How lonely.”

【elder sister? 】

Fujimiya Ori looked at Nakano Ichika with a half-smile, "How dare you call yourself sister to the bandaged man? Do you know how big the bandaged man is?"

[16 years and two months old! ! 】

[Okay, he is indeed a little older than me, but the age of the bandaged man is very human and cannot be generalized. It is probably equivalent to the bandaged man being one year old and the human being being seven years old~]

[So I’m actually 113 years old and two months old, so I’ll round it up to 114 years old~]

Winning, winning.

"Hum~"

Fujimiya Ori fell into a self-constructed spiritual victory, which made Ichika somewhat unconfident.

[Was Fujimiya-san born before May [-]th? 】

"Humph, I don't feel lonely. I don't need help from others to come and talk,"

Fujimiya Ori broke away from the fantasy, looked at Ichika from above, and said in a cold voice: "If everything is okay, you can leave."

Is this the aftertaste of the bandaged man?It is simply an invincible existence. Under normal circumstances, nine out of ten people who strike up a conversation will get angry and run away. The remaining one will probably have to quarrel for a while before leaving, so he becomes a bandaged man and is alone. This is what Fujimiya Ori expected. world.

A world only known to the Bandaged Man.

But this time it was different.

"Fujimiya-san, um..."

Ichika cleared her throat and didn't care about Fujimiya Ori's sarcastic remarks. She smiled and said, "I'm very curious about the world of the Bandage God you mentioned. Can you tell me more about this?"

"Ok?"

Fujimiya Ori's cold, mummy face that lacked interest suddenly broke. He looked over with fiery eyes, raised his head and pretended to be reserved: "I didn't expect you to be quite discerning. I really can't help it, so I'll explain a little bit. "

……

Let’s talk a little bit…

This is almost an hour!

Ichika wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, glanced at the busy figures of the two people in the kitchen, and looked at Fujimiya Ori who was still chattering. In his heart, Nino and Yukino were almost done with the meal. Fujimiya-san But there was no intention of listening to it at all.

[And what are they talking about, bandages, indoor shoes, etc. I don’t understand it at all. It feels a bit like the setting of a junior high school novel written by a junior high school student. Are all junior high school illnesses like this?He is obviously a high school student, he is obviously a high school student! 】

Ichika was on the verge of tears. She didn't know if she was out of luck or something, but she couldn't help but asked Fujimiya Ori this question. She didn't expect that the impulsiveness would end up being torture for nearly an hour.

"Fujimiya-kun,"

Seeing that the bandaged man had no intention of stopping, Ichika quickly raised his hand and interrupted his chattering in a low voice, saying: "Stop for a moment."

Fujimiya Ori stopped and looked at Ichika dissatisfied: "What's wrong?"

[Even if some old Two-dimensional people promote their favorite unpopular shows to others, bandage people also have the desire to recommend things they like to others, such as bandages and indoor shoes]

"Well, Fujimiya, you must be thirsty after talking so much. I'll go get you some water."

Ichika became more familiar with her cry, and looked at Fujimiya with longing eyes, hoping to arouse the bandaged man's compassion: "You should also take a rest, I think you seem to be tired."

However, the bandage man's main theme is that he has no mercy.

"I'm not tired."

Fujimiyazhi blinked and looked at Ichika with some suspicion: "Are you unwilling to listen to me?"

[Bandage believers are proud. If they are unwilling to listen, Fujimiya Ori will lose interest and be too lazy to speak.]

"Neither..."

Ichika pursed her lips and hesitated, tore out a page from the notebook she had just been studying on, then took out a pen and started drawing on the blank paper.

She had never learned to paint before, and she had no interest in it, and she had no talent for painting. But then she seemed so familiar with it, as if she was possessed by something, and her hands started to move on their own, and she wrote a few strokes naturally. A half-stretched weird figure appeared on the paper. The speed was not like painting, but like rubbing a scene, drawing it from top to bottom instead of drawing the general outline first and then adding details.

Ichika did not stop, but continued to draw, and the empty and strange figure finally appeared on the paper.

Fujimiya Ori raised his head and looked over, his expression suddenly condensed.

It was a strange figure whose face could not be seen at all, but which made people feel creepy and frightened at first sight. His body had arms like compass pointers. The arms had an indeterminate number, and there were countless phantoms of arms stretched out behind him. , either straightening or bending, performing various movements, like a strange Thousand-Armed Buddha with two hands clasped together in front of the body.

His upper body was a naked humanoid figure that could not be seen clearly, but underneath it was a long dress like a skirt, which completely blocked the lower body. Such a strange humanoid figure appeared in front of Fujimiya Ori.

"This is…"

Fujimiya stared at the painting on the paper and looked at Nakano Ichika with a puzzled expression: "What do you mean?"

"Fujimiya-kun,"

Ichika asked softly: "Is this the God of Bandages you mentioned?"

For a moment, there was silence in the restaurant, and you could hear a pin drop.

Fujimiya Ori's bandaged face seemed to have turned into a real mummy, dry and lifeless.

Ichika swallowed and said nothing. She didn't know why she drew this thing. In fact, she didn't even know what she was drawing. She just drew it by accident.

[It's a mistake again! It's a mistake again! ! 】

Fujimiya Ori: "..."

I don’t know how long the silence lasted, but a faint candle lit up in Fujimiya Ori’s empty and dark eyes.

"Isn't it good at all?"

Fujimiya looked at the figure on the paper, his voice was as cold and hard as a thousand-year glacier. He pointed at the god on the paper, looked at Nakano Ichika and said sternly: "The God of Bandages is not like this! Bandages! The God of God does not have so many hands, only two, and He cannot wear a skirt. She can only have bandages on her body. And, He is very beautiful, much more beautiful than this disgusting monster, and much more terrifying. It is both terrifying and terrifying. Tenderness is my god of bandages.”

"He must be what I imagined, the God of bandages,"

Fujimiya Ori's eyes were like burning flames or lava rivers flowing underground. He stood up, a shadow of fear shrouded Nakano Ichika, and said those words from his mouth as if he wanted to strangle the girl's neck. He squeezed out through clenched teeth: "If He is different from what I expect, then He is not!!"

As if by coincidence, the lightning that had stopped long ago suddenly fell again, and the sound was more deafening than all the previous thunders. The sound resounded between the sky and the earth, and it hit the ground hard as if it was going to destroy the world. Ichika can guarantee that the lightning will hit the ground. Where even a mountain must have been shattered.

Amidst the terrifying loud noise, everyone in the city could only hide in the corner. Even the typhoon and heavy rain that had never stopped seemed to be afraid of this power and stood still in the air for a moment.

Ichika heard Nino's exclamation from the kitchen and the sound of kitchen utensils falling on the floor. There was also Sanjiu's exclamation from the second floor. It seemed that her sister was frightened by the sudden thunder.

And with this last flash of lightning came endless light, which illuminated the whole world, and the living room was instantly flooded by this light. In this light that made everything invisible, Ichika saw Fujimiya. The face woven under the light, that pale and weak bandaged face, was far less powerful than his voice, carrying a hint of fanaticism and judgment.