Kanagawa Taoist College Students

"Why, Keiichiro? No matter what you become, I won't care, as long as you are by my side..." Teacher Fukui was very excited, thinking that her husband was worried that she disliked his current appearance, and hugged him excitedly .

"Nami..." Keiichiro Fukui seemed to have something to say, but before he could say it, Li Xuehao on the side had already said, "Mr. Keiichiro, Mr. Fukui has been waiting for you for many years, you can't bear to let her continue to wait. ?"

Sawai Yuko, who was holding his arm, also helped: "Yes, yes, Teacher Fukui is so pitiful. I saw her crying last time."

Perhaps the two people's persuasion had an effect. A flash of pain flashed in Fukui Keiichiro's eyes, and he nodded slowly.

Feeling the softening of her husband's attitude, Teacher Fukui was no longer so excited, but still held one of her husband's arms tightly for fear that he would suddenly run away. At the same time, she did not forget to thank the young man who led her to find her husband: "Thank you. , Manaka-kun, thank you!"

"You're welcome." Li Xuehao said humbly. Keiichiro Fukui's hesitation and pain did not escape his eyes. He realized that he had previously speculated that Keiichiro Fukui did not dare to recognize Teacher Fukui because of his current ugly appearance. It's not the whole reason. Maybe he has other unspeakable secrets. It's more likely to be related to the origin of the horrific scars on his body.

Since you have become a good person, you should just be a good person to the end. Li Xuehao is ready to completely solve the troubles of Keiichiro Fukui. From Keiichiro Fukui’s attitude towards the little stray cat just now, it can be seen that he is a kind person, at least kind-hearted. People shouldn't suffer.

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After returning to Fukui's house, Teacher Fukui had calmed down after the initial excitement and surprise, and arranged his husband and three guests in the living room.

Because the tea that had been brewed before on the coffee table was already cold, she replaced it with several cups of hot tea. She was even more considerate of her husband and asked him about his welfare.

In fact, at this time, Li Xuehao, Sawai Yuko, and Aoyama Tamako, the three outsiders, should say goodbye. After all, it may be the time for the couple to talk privately.

But they stayed shamelessly, and Teacher Fukui, who was grateful, would never drive them away, and even entertained them even more enthusiastically.

Perhaps it was this kind of enthusiasm that made Sawai Yuko lose her previous restraint and dared to reach out for the snacks on the plate to eat. Aoyama Tamako also followed suit, and the two little girls finally ate what they had just swallowed secretly. pastry.

"Ahem." Li Xuehao pretended not to notice the embarrassing behavior of the pair of snackers. He looked at Keiichiro Fukui, whose face looked even more ferocious under the light, "Mr. Fukui, can you tell me how you caused...this Is it yours?" As he spoke, he pointed at the other person's body and face.

Such abrupt and rude words made Keiichiro Fukui startled, and then he shook his head: "It's all over..." His voice was still hoarse and unpleasant, and he seemed not to want to mention the painful experience in the past.

Although Teacher Fukui also wanted to know the reason, her husband was unwilling to say more, and it was difficult for her to pursue the question.

Li Xuehao knew that Keiichiro Fukui, who had had some terrible experiences, would not speak out easily, even in front of his wife. He said calmly: "Actually, you still have scars on your face. I have a way to help you remove them. .”

"What?" Keiichiro Fukui was stunned again, as if he doubted whether he heard something wrong.

But Teacher Fukui became excited: "Is it true? Manaka-kun? Is this true?" She had seen his previous "divination skills" and indeed found her husband. She now trusts what he said.

"Yes." Li Xuehao nodded, but then changed the subject, "But we must first know how Mr. Fukui was injured."

Keiichiro Fukui didn't seem to be interested in getting rid of the scars on his body, or he didn't believe that anyone could do such a thing. He remained silent and didn't speak.

Teacher Fukui became anxious. She really wanted her husband to be as good as before: "Keichiro, I also want to know what you have been through. Can you tell me?" She launched a tender offensive.

"..." Keiichiro Fukui's face twitched. Faced with his wife's tenderness, his eyes finally relaxed, "Are you sure you want to know?"

"And your voice..." The hoarse and unpleasant voice made Teacher Fukui's eyes turn red again. This voice was completely different from her previous husband.

Keiichiro Fukui said in a low voice: "I'm used to it. When a person screams until his throat is broken, his voice will be the same as mine."

Li Xuehao's eyes narrowed slightly. It is true that screaming to the extreme will hurt his throat, but the extreme is definitely not that easy to achieve. Therefore, what kind of pain did he experience to the extent that his throat was broken by screaming.

Teacher Fukui's eyes became even redder. She also thought about how terrifying and painful the experience was to make her husband's throat burst.

"My injuries are from burns." Keiichiro Fukui pointed to the exposed skin, his eyes showing lingering fear, "Maybe there are traces of whipping..."

"Keichiro..." Mr. Fukui covered his mouth, his eyes filled with tears.

Keiichiro Fukui shook his head and told her not to be too sad: "I was knocked unconscious from behind on the way home from get off work that day. When I woke up, I found myself lying on the operating table."

"They all wore masks, both men and women, and said they would let me go as long as I cooperated with them to complete the operation."

"They smeared a lot of stuff on me and I felt very painful, like I was being burned..."

"I screamed at the top of my lungs, begging them to let me go, but they didn't... and then I passed out."

"When I woke up again, I was still on the operating table. Although I wasn't dead, I was almost dead..."

"Then one day, maybe a few months later, my injuries had healed, and they released me..."

"I have become like this, and I don't dare to go to you at all, because I'm afraid that they are still monitoring me and will hurt you, Nami..."

Teacher Fukui had already burst into tears. Although he knew that his husband must have experienced a very painful thing, when he heard it with his own ears, he felt that his heart had been cut open by a knife.

"Do you know who they are?" Li Xuehao asked on the side, but he also knew that he would not get any useful answers. If the other party let him go, it must have confirmed that he could not know who they were and could not find them. To them, otherwise killing and silencing is the only way to avoid exposing oneself.

However, Keiichiro Fukui's answer was beyond his expectation: "I know, I know who one of them is!" Although his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, it carried an unforgettable hatred.