How can I live beside Conan who vomits blood from time to time?

Life went back to an ordinary state.

In fact, where there are so many accidents in life, most of them are just small changes under ordinary circumstances.

Kazama Tsuru went down the mountain with Xiaoran and Conan, by the way, and the garden.

"Brother Kazama! Are you really all right? Sitting

in the car, Sonoko looked very worried after learning about Kazama Tsuru's previous situation, and had asked similar things several times.

Kazama Tsuru didn't know what to say, and could only comfort him back every time.

"It's okay garden, my body has always been like this, don't worry too much."

"But..."

Yuanzi hesitated.

Xiaolan thought about it and frowned.

"I asked Brother Igarashi what medicines to bring before, and this time I brought a lot, but..."

But I couldn't imagine that there was such a symptom as blindness!!

Brother Kazama's body really has a lot of accidents....

Conan obviously understood Xiaolan's unfinished words, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

If he wants him to say, what kind of medicine to bring, bring painkillers, at most, bring a satellite phone to ensure communication, and you can contact the hospital at any time.

But he didn't dare to say it, Xiaolan's force value...

"Blindness is really uncommon, so you don't have to worry too much."

Kazama Tsuru comforted gently and gently.

Maybe comforting the two girls over and over again would be irritating for others, but for him it was completely different, he just felt...

Like, this world, there is something warm.

......

Kazama is once again normal (?) Returned home.

Xiao Moi checked his condition everywhere, pulled him to test his blood pressure, blood sugar, heart rate and everything, and found that there was really no problem.

Really just came back?

Xiao Mo overturned his previous derivation of the law of Kazama Tsuru's illness and reconsidered.

In fact...... If it weren't for the recent busy research on temporary enlargement potions, Kazama Tsuru's body would indeed be a good subject for research.

It's a pity....

Xiao Mo looked at the back of Kazama Tsuru going upstairs, secretly thinking about something.

Kazama Tsuru survived the review of Xiaomourning and finally returned to the room.

A lot of travel manuscripts have been piled up in the study, and they have all been taken by Igarashi and sent out as short stories, but they have not really been compiled into books.

Take advantage of the recent good health and finish this matter.

Kazama Tsuru thought and sat down at the table.

The manuscripts are probably written down as one theme, and now all he has to do is make an overall "preface" to these manuscripts, and then connect several different topics.

Time slowly advanced as Kazama Tsuru wrote, and a little evening breeze blew in the open window.

The evening breeze brings the smell of the setting sun, and flocks of birds move forward under the golden glow.

The golden sunset light illuminated the table as well, and it seemed that the black ink of the road was also dotted with broken gold.

Kazama Tsuru was only halfway through the work of organizing the books.

After eating the dinner prepared by Xiao Mo, he thought about it, and took a wooden sword and went out.

This wooden sword was still from a box above the bookshelf, only a slight trace of use, and I don't know what the original owner used it for.

But now it's just the right time to use it.

Beckoning directly on the side of the road, he took a taxi to a forest in the suburbs.

Kazama Tsuru looked at the falling leaves in the sky, and was immersed in his mind a little.

Merge your mind with nature and feel the rhythm of nature.

Just like in the villa in the rain, listen to the slightest sound, feel the change of the wind...

Gradually, he danced his sword in the forest.

A white-clad figure flying around held a small wooden sword, which went from being chaotic at the beginning to being able to stab a falling leaf later.

It's autumn, and the leaves are falling, but none of them can stay on this erratic figure for even a second.

Yellow, green, red... The only white coat among the colorful leaves is extremely eye-catching.

Kazama Tsuru didn't know how long he had been dancing, but by the time he finally felt tired and stopped his figure, it seemed that an hour had passed.

In the forest full of fallen leaves, a blank circle was vacated around his body.

This time, the whim of the sword dance really made his heavy heart a lot easier, and the freshness and beauty that belonged to nature suddenly cleansed his soul.

However, it can only be said that it is a sword dance, and it is still too early to say that it is still too early to practice the sword.

Although the system gave him a reward of "sword skill +5" in the past, this qualification was still too small compared to other "advanced sword skills" and "advanced body techniques".

He is now more integrated into the swordsmanship and body technique instilled in the system.

Xiao Mo sat in the living room quietly flipping through a magazine.

Kazama Tsuru went out without saying much, and she didn't care too much.

Roughly going out for a stroll?

Kazama Tsuru will tell himself if he wants to go far away, but if he didn't say it this time, that is, he didn't go far away, then there was nothing to worry about.

Click!

"Come back, pretty much I'll do it... What are you going to do?! Xiao

Wei said, raised his head, and then instantly couldn't help but ask in surprise.

When Kazama Tsuru went out, he was still dressed in clean white, and his hair was inky black.

As a result, when he came back, he was embarrassed, his white clothes were stained with a lot of dirt, as if there was green grass juice, the broken hair on his forehead was sticky into wisps, and there were traces of sweat after drying.

"You went to fight?"

Xiao Wei immediately put away the magazine and got up, frowning and stepping forward.

Kazama Tsuru smiled bitterly, "I just went to practice the sword for a while, but I forgot the time..." Xiao

Wei's eyes scanned around, did not find any wounds, looked at the grass juice and dirt, and believed his words.

"Sword training can go to a special club, and if you go to the suburbs, it is useless except to make yourself like this.

Or have you read too many strange books and think you can split mountains and rivers with a wooden sword?

Kazama Tsuru had no other way to respond than a wry smile.

"I'll go take a shower."

With that said, Kazama Tsuru prepared to go upstairs.

"Put on the shoe covers first, I just saw this and bought a few back, but I didn't expect to really use them."

Kazama Tsuru could only do as little as Xiao Mo said, and then slowly went to take a bath.

This sister is really about to become an old mother.

Alas...... Sure enough, I was too bad.

It seems that when Xiao Moi lived in the doctor's house in the original book, he didn't care about so many things, right?

Time passes.

Although looking at the calendar, time has not advanced, and even regressed a little, but at least in Kazama Tsuru's perception, many days have passed.

He has almost finished reading the books at home and has been running to a nearby library from time to time recently.

There was a kind old librarian in the library, and there was an administrator, and Kazama Tsuru quickly became familiar with the two after asking a few times.