Higashikaga Sōsuke pulled out a chair for Seitaro Kōjō to sit down.
Seitaro Kōjō was tall and muscular, and he gave off an aura that made him seem like a tough person to deal with, especially when his face was close enough to be seen. His facial features were deep and exquisite, similar to Higashikaga Sōsuke's. However, Higashikaga Sōsuke's casual face turned cold. The brim of his hat blocked the sun and left a haze on his face. His tightly pursed lips and unsmiling face made the atmosphere freeze for a moment.
He took out a notebook from his pocket and simply said, "Seitaro Kōjō."
"Tomoko Kawasumi."
"You have a substitute envoy, don't you?" The question was turned into a statement by the affirmative tone.
"Yes."
"Do you remember what he looks like? I heard from Sōsuke that he revealed a lot of personal information about himself. "
Tomoko Kawasumi's smile gradually disappeared. He knelt on the hospital bed, and his expression was serious. His brows were furrowed, and his tone was cold.
"His name is Yoshikage Kira. He has blonde hair, blue eyes, slightly curly hair, and is about 170 centimeters tall. His substitute ability is an explosion. To be more specific, he can control explosions from a distance. Kameo goes to work … "
Higashikaga Sōsuke couldn't get a word in edgewise. He watched as Kawasumi seemed to be assimilated into a second Seitaro Kōjō. His mouth twitched, and he took note of this person's characteristics before he went to buy drinks.
"What is your substitute ability?" Kōjō's pen didn't stop moving as he continued to ask questions.
"It's Mind Perception." Kawasumi's pupils became lighter.
"Oh." Seitaro Kōjō didn't pursue the question. He closed the notebook and stuffed it back.
"What's your relationship with Sōsuke?" He asked the last question. Unlike the other students, Kōjō wasn't influenced to think that they were already in a relationship.
"I'm chasing him," Chuan Cheng added in his heart. "And I'm almost there."
Seitaro Kōjō was silent for a few seconds. He clicked his tongue and said something with a dissatisfied expression.
Kawasumi almost thought that he was dissatisfied, but Seitaro Kōjō said, "It has nothing to do with you. Yoshikage Kira knows that you're not dead and will probably look for you in the next few days. You will stay with us in the hotel. "
He wanted wanted wanted to say that he was fine, but he wasn't with with Seitaro Kōjō...
"If there's anything you need to pack, ask Mr. Dongfang to bring it over for you. I'll pay for the hotel."
"I've already troubled you. As for the money, please let me pay."
"Up to you." Seitaro Kōjō stood up. He was so tall that Kawasumi had to look up to look at him.
"Are you leaving? Kōjō -san. "Higashikaga Sōsuke came back.
Seitaro Kōjō said a few words to Higashikaga Sōsuke and left.
The man came and went like the wind. The invisible pressure only disappeared after he left.
"Kōjō -san, you're too strong. Sōsuke, is he your relative? "
"That's right, he's my …" Dongfang was about to continue, but he choked on his seniority and didn't say anything for a while.
"Sōsuke?"
"It's okay. I bought some food. Come and eat. You must be hungry after sleeping for the whole day. We'll go through the discharge procedures after you finish eating. "Higashikaga Sōsuke didn't want to talk about this topic.
Kawasumi ate the food obediently. There was broccoli in the food. She didn't really like broccoli. Kawasumi wiped her mouth after finishing the food.
She was discharged after one day. She shouldn't have been discharged with such serious burns. However, the doctor couldn't stand the stubbornness of the patient. He told Kawasumi to change her dressing every three days. Kawasumi agreed.
She went home with Higashikaga Sōsuke to get some daily necessities. Higashikaga Sōsuke was relieved when he saw that Kawasumi didn't carry much. He wondered if she didn't want him to carry too much.
"Yes, there are a lot of things to carry. I can't bear to carry them when I think about how tired Sōsuke is. So I'll just bring these things. "Kawasumi lied with her eyes closed.
Higashikaga Sōsuke was disgusted.
"Kawasumi, let's go out. I like you too," he said.
Kawasumi raised her eyebrows and waved her hand righteously. "No, I didn't bring any flowers. Sōsuke, I'll bring some flowers next time. I'll confess to you properly."
"Then forget it. There's nothing you can do if you don't agree," Higashikaga Sōsuke said deliberately.
"I agree!"
Great! Higashikaga Sōsuke quickly reached out and pinched her face with a smile. He didn't say what their relationship was before. There was no way to solve the problem of being teased by Kawasumi. However, things were different now. If they were boyfriend and girlfriend, he would pinch Kawasumi's face if she did that again.
So this is what they were waiting for … Chuan Cheng rubbed his reddened face and laughed out loud, not minding it at all.
Higashikaga Sōsuke took Kawasumi to the hotel where Seitaro Kōjō was staying. Grandfather Joseph was waiting for them.
Joseph waved at them while pushing a stroller.
"I'm Joseph Jostar." Joseph introduced himself.
"Jostar -san, where's Kōjō -san?" The three of them walked into the hotel.
"Kōjō -san, I think he left after saying that he had something to do. But he told me that you were coming and booked the rooms. The girl is staying next door to us. "
"Thank you for taking care of us for the next few days." Kawasumi bowed unhurriedly.
Higashikaga Sōsuke went to school and helped Kawasumi apply for sick leave.
During the day, she took care of the baby with Grandfather Joseph. The baby didn't seem to like her very much. Although there was no problem with touching her, she would cry when she hugged her, and her hands would turn transparent again.
Joseph explained that this was the baby's substitute ability. Once she calmed down, she wouldn't be transparent anymore. He didn't know why the baby's substitute could turn Kawasumi transparent. It was a kind of luck.
Joseph also had a pair of blue eyes. They were slightly cloudy and had a sense of vicissitudes of life. But what did those eyes look like when they were young? Kawasumi thought of Higashikaga Sōsuke's clear blue eyes. She instinctively felt that Mr. Joseph and Higashikaga Sōsuke had a deep connection.
"Jostar -san, can I ask what's your relationship with Sōsuke?"
Jostar -san was still holding the baby and didn't hear her.
"Jostar -san?" Kawasumi called out again.
"Ah … Ah? Un, Higashikaga Sōsuke … He's my son, and I'm his father. "The old man's voice was a little hoarse as he said this.
Kawasumi's mouth opened slightly.
"Young lady, you're Higashikaga Sōsuke's girlfriend, right?" He had previously introduced her as Tomoko Kawasumi, but the old man was quite forgetful, so he simply called her young lady.
"Yes."
"I didn't participate in Sōsuke's life before they were born, and I didn't play the role of a father … Even though I was annoyed, I wasn't able to participate in their lives anymore. It's enough that they're living a good life now. But young lady, as Sōsuke's father, I hope that you can take care of Sōsuke. I'll also be very grateful to you … "Kawasumi confessed all this because she was Higashikaga Sōsuke's girlfriend. If they were strangers, she wouldn't have known about these past events.
If she remembered correctly, Kōjō -san was Jostar -san's grandson. Hm?? He was much older than her uncle and also a very powerful nephew. No wonder Higashikaga Sōsuke didn't say anything at that time.
She nodded solemnly. "Please leave Sōsuke to me."
"That's great …" Joseph also smiled. "Aren't you injured? You don't have to do anything else. Go and rest. "
In the evening, Kawasumi sat in her room and suddenly remembered that she was the only one who had seen Yoshikage Kira. Even if she described him, she might not be able to accurately describe what he looked like.
She took out a pen from the drawer and tried to draw a picture. She might as well describe a person who looked like a mess. If she gave this picture to Kōjō -san, it might affect Kōjō's judgment. She decided to ask Rohan -sensei to draw him tomorrow.
Kawasumi covered her burning and stinging chest. She hadn't been able to take a shower for the past few days. She wet a towel and wiped her body with difficulty before lying down on the bed. Her face was abnormally red. Perhaps it was because she had a fever, but she couldn't curl up. The wound on her chest hurt whenever she moved, and she endured the pain during the day.
In the evening, Kawasumi was alone. She struggled to take out the medicine, but she couldn't get a cup of water.
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