Misaki, I can't see you anymore

"Do you think I'll pity you for something like your blindness? 』

"Blindness or something, it's troublesome to death."

"Aren't you happy, Misaki? 』

——Chapter Records

"It's the third time. 』

Fushimi couldn't help frowning when he heard the terminal bell ringing again in half a minute in the living room.

Every time the bell rang, it stopped automatically after a fixed waiting time of 50 seconds, and Hatta never picked it up.

"Because of my words, are you depressed to such an extent..."

"No, not right. 』

Realizing that something was wrong, Fushimi frowned even deeper.

The person who called Hatta now should be from Barbara.

Although Fushimi didn't want to admit it, he could be sure that Hatta would definitely answer Barbara's call, no matter what happened.

The blue-haired boy couldn't help but smile wryly.

『Ahh, it’s really shameful to be convinced of such things even though you hate them to death. 』

"but……"

Fushimi not only tensed his body when the room was restored to silence again.

"Another 50 seconds. 』

"Misaki, what happened? 』

Fushimi, who heard the ringtone for the fourth time, finally couldn't bear it anymore, stood up carefully from the bed, and let out an irritable "tsk" because of the complete darkness in front of him.

『Blindness or something is troublesome to death. 』

Feeling forward without any sense of security, he slammed into the railing at the end of the bed as soon as he took three steps.

"Tsk." Subconsciously hugging his knees, Fushimi broke out in a cold sweat from the pain.

It took Fushimi 5 minutes to stumble to the door, and finally touched the doorknob with his legs already bruised.

Taking a deep breath, Fushimi, who had already tried his best to open the door, suddenly hesitated.

——You just drove the other party out with a vicious tone just now, what are you going to do now?

Fushimi, who was thinking this way, suddenly flinched a little, and the right hand that was holding the doorknob lost all strength for a moment.

Fushimi suddenly wanted to laugh at his cowardice.

"Obviously, the previous relationship was much worse than now, and it's not like I haven't had any quarrels..."

『The one who is too scared to go out or something, the one who is inferior is going to die. 』

Thinking of this, Fushimi really laughed out loud, and his nose started to sore again as he smiled.

The tear stains from when I yelled to the point of crying just now have not been wiped away, and new tears rushed into my eyes,

Realizing this, Fushimi pinched his nose fiercely and raised his head, forcefully forcing tears back into his heart.

『Since when did you become so weak that you cry like a child? 』

In the bottom of his heart, he taunted himself fiercely, Fushimi finally stopped the urge to cry and pushed open the bedroom door as soon as he gritted his teeth.

Probably due to the relatively large area, the temperature in the living room was a little lower than that in the bedroom, and the cold wind from an unknown source made Fushimi shiver subconsciously.

"Hello, Misaki?" After quietly taking three deep breaths, Fushimi opened his mouth pretending to be indifferent.

no respond.

Frowning unconsciously, just when Fushimi was about to raise his voice and shout again, the terminal's bell rang loudly again.

But this time, after 23 seconds, it was connected.

"Hello?" The slightly weak voice made Fushimi dazed for a moment.

"Hello? Xiaobatian?" Shishu's voice came from the opposite side, anxious and undisguisedly worried, "Why did it take so long to answer the phone, what happened?"

"Brother Shishu? Ah...did it take me a long time to answer the phone?" Hatta's tone was a little unclear.

"Of course, I've called four or five times... Could it be that Hachita didn't want to talk to me because he was in a hurry to find Fushimi-kun?" Toku's tone was full of teasing.

Fushimi on the second floor couldn't help swallowing.

——Even though I know the answer must be no, I still have some inexplicable expectations.

——Looking forward to what the other party said, I want to meet Saruhiko.

"Huh? How is it possible...that stinky monkey..." Hatta subconsciously raised his voice in order to conceal his emotions.

It's a pity that Fushimi couldn't see his awkward flushed face.

With a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth, Fushimi shrugged his shoulders pretending to be indifferent, while thinking "How could Misaki want to see me?" He fumbled and started to go back to the room before Hatta found out.

But because of Hatta's sudden severe coughing, he had to stop.

"Little Hatta? Are you sick?" Toku's voice on the opposite side immediately became serious, asking Hatta in a low tone.

"Ah? No, no, it's not that serious. It's just a little cold." Hatta stuck out his tongue and smiled reluctantly.

Hearing his words, Fushimi's eyebrows that had just been stretched were furrowed together again.

『Even though I missed four phone calls just now, I must have passed out. 』

"Misaki, you're always so brave. 』

There was silence on the other side of the phone, followed by a sigh.

"If you are seriously ill, at least take some medicine~" Ten Tsuka finally exposed Hatta's clumsy lies, and carefully took care of this little guy who couldn't even take care of himself but tried his best to take care of others. Rain will definitely make you sick."

"It's okay, brother Shishu, you don't have to worry!" Hatta deliberately raised his volume to cover up his hoarse voice, and his tone was very unnaturally relaxed.

"Yes..." Shi Shu responded perfunctorily to the little guy's bravado, followed by a helpless sigh, "Anyway, no matter what, remember to take your medicine."

"Okay, I see. Brother Shishu, do you have anything else to do? I'm going to heat the monkey's juice."

"Ah, by the way," Shi Shu, who was sitting by the bar, couldn't help but patted his forehead suddenly remembering that he hadn't said anything about his business, "I originally wanted to remind you to remember to prepare breakfast for the two of you, but you seem to have finished it , then come on, Hatta, you must succeed in capturing Fushimi-kun~"

"Brother Shishu, what are you talking about!" Hatta retorted almost subconsciously, resolutely attributing his current flushed face to his rising body temperature due to fever, "I didn't intend to attack that..."

"Yes, then, goodbye, little Hatta~" Ten Shu said in a casual tone, and hung up the phone before Hatta finished speaking.

"Hey Brother Shishu?" Hearing the sudden busy tone, Hatta sighed helplessly, and collapsed on the sofa, "What... I don't have that kind of plan, strategy or something, it's too strange... "

"I'm just a little worried about that guy..."

Hatta, who was leaning back, looked up at the door on the second floor that was supposed to be closed, and then froze in place for a moment.

"Ape...ape...ape...bigu?!" Hatta jumped up from the sofa all of a sudden, forgetting the fact that he was still sick, and the sudden dizziness caused him to fall back on the sofa again, "You... How did you get out?!!"

"Tsk." Fushimi turned his head and smacked his lips irritably, did not answer Hatta's question, turned around and groped to go back to the room.

"Ah hello! I'll take you back later!" Regardless of his physical discomfort, Hatta ran to Fushimi's side in three steps at a time, and held up Fushimi's arm.

Fushimi, who was going to shake him off, gave up struggling because of the unusually high temperature coming from those palms, and let Hatta lead him to the bed.

"Now you can ride a...monkey?!"

Hatta, who was carefully trying to direct Fushimi to sit down, was thrown onto the bed by the other party's force. The completely unknown situation caused his brain to short-circuit for a moment.

"What are you doing?"

"The patient needs to sleep well," Fushimi was so helpless with Fushimi's helpless head, so he could only raise the corners of his mouth stiffly, trying to make his tone not sound like he cared, "It's stupid to burn it down." But there is no cure, misaki~"

"Who are you calling stupid, bastard monkey?!" Hatta waved his fist angrily, and realized that the other party couldn't see such a threat, so he put down his hand in embarrassment and switched to verbal attacks, "Be careful, I'll kill you!"

"Come here if you have the ability, let's see who is better..." Fushimi suddenly fell silent halfway through his words.

"What's wrong?" Hatta stared at the other party's expression in doubt, and then unconsciously froze in place.

Fushimi's eyes, standing against the light at this time, are full of unwillingness and self-deprecating, which can't be completely covered even if they are deliberately covered, pouring out continuously.

"Ape... Hiko?" Such a large amount of negative emotions made Hatta a little overwhelmed, he called Fushimi's name cautiously, trying to know the reason for the other party's sudden depression.

"Is Misaki very happy?" Fushimi, who came back to his senses because of Hatta's voice, suddenly raised the corners of his mouth morbidly, mixed with a sad smile that made people feel inexplicably heartbroken.

"Huh? What are you talking about?" Hatta tilted his head in confusion, his breathing was a little short of breath due to his rising body temperature.

"I said, the current misaki must be very happy." Fushimi's eyes couldn't find the focus, so he could only blindly raise his head forward, trying to stare at Hatta's position, "I, a traitor, have become a useless waste , shouldn't misaki be very happy?"

"Ah, that's right, I'm already a waste, misaki..."

Fushimi, who was trying to provoke a war by provoking Hatta just now, suddenly realized this fact, so all his worries about the other party turned into mockery of himself.

"I'm so useless, I can't fight you anymore..."

"You can finally get rid of the entanglement of me, a traitor. 』

——So, are you happy, misaki?

"Huh? What are you kidding?" Hatta stared angrily at Fushimi in front of him, and unconsciously raised his voice, "How could such a thing be happy?!"

Fushimi was a little dazed and didn't make a sound.

"Even if you are a traitor of Barbara..." Looking at Fushimi who was almost giving up on himself, Hatta sighed and frowned helplessly, "Even if you have such a bad personality that people want to beat you up when you meet... "

"Tell him directly. 』

Zhou Fang's voice suddenly appeared in Hatta's mind.

"Just tell Fushimi what you think. 』

——Directly... say...

Taking a deep breath, Hatta seemed to have made up his mind and looked at Fushimi, who was a little unclear.

"Say it directly so that the monkey won't be hurt. 』

"So……"

"Now, I don't want to worry about that kind of thing anymore..." Hatta's voice gradually lowered, and his hands on both sides of his body curled up slightly, "I just..."

--I just……

Perhaps it was too long since he had expressed his thoughts to this once inseparable partner, and the single-celled boy who had always been straightforward suddenly forgot how to express his feelings.

"I just...don't want you to be alone...that's all."

That's right.

There are no complex emotions, no mundane thoughts such as "Because you are a former partner, so I have the responsibility to take care of you when you are injured", nor is it "I feel sorry for you who were originally very strong and suddenly went blind". The reason why people are sick, but just a very simple sentence, I don't want to leave you alone.

Obviously, I don't understand why I was still hating the other party's traitor's actions one second, but I am already at a loss because of the sentence "Fushimi-kun has an accident" the next second. I obviously don't understand my strange "can't let go" Where does the idea of ​​"monkey don't care" come from, but even so, the phrase "I don't want to leave you alone" still occupies most of the space in my heart, easily covering all the reasons for hesitation.

I don't want you to suffer the wound alone, I don't want you to face the pain alone, I don't want you to bear the reality alone...

——I don’t want you to take care of everything by yourself.

"We are companions, Saruhiko. 』

"You are not alone. 』

"So...so...so at least for now..."

"Let me stay and take care of you, Saruhiko."