Furukawa Hamisa does sleep very soundly.

When Amuro Toru was not in a hurry, the car was always driving very steadily, and it was almost impossible to notice that it was in the car.

She could only feel that the car seemed to have stopped in a daze. The door beside her was pulled open, the seat belt was untied, and then she was picked up.

She struggled to open her eyes to see who it was, and in a daze, she could only see the short golden hair brushing across her cheeks as he leaned over.

So she closed her eyes, leaned on his shoulder, and fell asleep again.

When she woke up again, she was already sleeping on the soft bed, not the bedroom she knew. The curtains by the window were closed, making her unable to tell the moment she was now.

"It's 4:25 pm now, and you're in the bedroom of Tomo Amuro's house." The system reminded her.

This sleep was heavy and long, and I didn't even have a clear dream. When I woke up, I almost felt like I was in another time and space.

Furukawa Kuyasa rubbed her forehead that was sore and got up.

"hiss--"

As soon as she moved, the joint muscles all over her body made a painful scream, and she fell back.

She subconsciously said to the system: "Here help me fix it!!"

The system was silent for a moment: "Tuo Amuro said he would help you with medicine. If you get it in advance, it will arouse his suspicion."

As the memory gradually returned, she remembered this and sighed: "Where is others?"

“Outside.”

Furukawa Hiyasha rested for a while, then got up from the bed, put on her slippers and walked out.

Her door was soft, but it still made the Amuro on the sofa in the living room lift her eyes.

He moved the computer on his legs and stood up and walked towards her: "Awaken? Why don't you lie down for a while?"

Furukawa Hiramisa shook her head: "It's much better."

Her voice was a little mute, but she was no longer weak.

Although the system cannot treat her trauma, she can still recover her physical strength and replenish her consumption.

Amuro looked her up and down, and saw that her face was indeed much better than before.

When I woke up, my cheeks were flushed with red sleep, more than a little better than the pale paper I had when I brought her back.

Seeing that her body was so resilient, Amuro breathed a sigh of relief: "I'll give you some medicine."

Her whole body is sore now that she doesn't have to look at it, she knows that there must be big bruises on her chest and back.

Furukawa Hiramisa nodded, and saw Amuroto walk into the living room, pull out a medicine box from the cabinet, take out the bruising and injury medicine from it, and walk back.

Amuro looked at her and put the medicine box on the coffee table: "You... cough, lie down?"

She remembered what Amuro said before in the car that it was inconvenient for her to apply medicine to the injury on her back, probably because he came to help her.

Furukawa Hiyasa hesitated for a moment, lay down on the sofa, and then gently lifted up the clothes on her back, revealing her scarred skin.

If Amuro Toru could not control himself before and would have some inappropriate and charming thoughts, it would disappear after seeing this scene.

Furukawa Kusaki is a very thin person. Even though he has some muscles due to regular exercises, his back is still so thin that his lines are very obvious.

Now this thin and fair skin is covered with large pieces of blue and purple Yuhen, and some of them are even traces of broken skin and bleeding, which is shocking.

Anmuro closed his eyes, reached out to take the plaster, and squeezed a little on the largest bruise on her back.

"You... cry out if you hurt."

When using ointment for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, you must use some massage techniques to better absorb it.

But such scars have reached the point where they hurt as soon as they touch, and they will probably feel very uncomfortable in a while.

Furukawa Hiyasa was stunned for a moment:...ah, she could let the system temporarily block the senses.

But she accepted Amuro Tomori's kindness and nodded, "I get it," and then smiled, "Don't worry, I'm not that delicate."

As he said that, he didn't know what he thought of, and sneered: "Gin didn't get any benefits either."

Toru Amuro:...Indeed, Furukawa Kumisa is probably the few people who can strike Gin's neck and face.

That's a bit expensive.

He sighed and reached out to rub her bruises.

Then I felt the body under my palm tremble, and Furukawa Hirasa suddenly buried her head in the sofa.

Amuro Toru stopped and said, "What's wrong? Did you hurt you?"

Furukawa Kuyasa shook her head: "...It's okay, you don't have to worry about me."

Then I silently called out the system in my heart: "Screen my back senses ahhhhhh I'm almost in pain!!"

System:...As sooner or later, the host can publish a book, and the title is "How to destroy the beautiful atmosphere in one sentence".

Amuro softened the force in his hand, carefully pushed the ointment away on her back, and gently massaged it a few times to allow the ointment to be completely absorbed.

Amuro felt the touch of the skin under his palm, coughed gently, trying to say something to divert attention-her, and her own.

"Well, what did you... do to gin today?"

The shielding of some senses made Fukugawa Kuyasa's head slow. She was stunned for a moment before she reacted, and then said in disbelief: "...I was almost killed by him, but you were asking me what I did to him?"

Amuro sighed: "I don't mean that."

He thought about it and changed his wording: "Gin... is not such an angry person, and he is not very good at killing his colleagues. His last look today is unusual."

Tomori Amuro was worried that Furukawa Kuyasa would offend Gin to death, and he was troubled by him afterwards.

Furukawa Hiramisa sneered: "Is that true? I think it's normal for that crazy look to appear on Gin."

Tori Amuro shook his head:...Forget it, she is still angry now, so I will ask when she calms down.

But Furukawa Hirayashi understood what he meant. It was okay to lie down now. She passed the time and thought about it, and said with some uncertainty: "...Is it because I saw him all?"

Anmuro couldn't control himself, and his subordinates pressed hard against her bruises.

He hurriedly retreated to see Furukawa Kuamisa, but saw that she was still lying down like a ok, as if it didn't seem to hurt too much.

Toru Amuro:...I don't know whether to sigh at her patience or her courage.

He cleared his throat and couldn't help but sigh softly: "...is it so exciting?"

Furukawa Hiramisa ignored him and just sneered: "If I had known that I should have stabbed him at that time, he was bandaging the wound."

Tomoto Amuro:...It turns out that this is the "light-seeing" method.

He breathed a sigh of relief, then shook his head: "He probably won't care about this kind of thing."

Furukawa Hiramisa thought about it and said that Gin was not the old girl who traveled through time in the old era.

Then she began to count what happened after using her fingers: "Then he bandaged it and went to the shooting range to see my shooting skills, then dragged me to the martial arts hall, and after fighting him for a while..."

Furukawa Hiramisha paused for a moment and said it was a "fight", but in fact it should be considered a unilateral blow to her by Gin.

Thinking of this, she suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "I later took the opportunity to crack his old wound and shot him, although I only hit him in the hat..."

She was stunned for a moment, "No way... His hat is really the essence?"

Tori Amuro thought for a while: "...Although you don't understand what the 'origin' means, Gin really never takes off that hat."

Furukawa Hiramisa suddenly remembered that the habit of wearing a hat on his head seemed to be the habit he developed in his first life when he was attacked by someone to save her and was injured afterwards.

She took a breath and said in disbelief: "...Is it Gin..."

Amuro stopped for a moment: "…what?"

"What a loneliness areata? Because I knocked off my hat and exposed my bald head, I was so angry that I wanted to kill me to silence me?"

system:……

Amuro Tomo:...

Amuro Tsuki almost choked by his saliva. He held it in a while and then said, "No, Gin's hair quality is, well... not bad."

Furukawa Hirasa firmly said: "That must be a wig!"

Toru Amuro:...Forget it, just be happy.

The system finally couldn't help but speak: "Host, have you ever thought that the hat was probably what you gave him back then?"

That's why he loves it so much.

Furukawa Kuyasa sneered, "Are you saying that I was shot at the head by him before I could even give it away?"

Her sarcasm almost overflowed from her words: "You said that others are obsessed with me and can still believe me if you still believe me. Gin, the psycho who shot me with his own hands, and who had a love interest of only 55, is he still obsessed with me? You should also place the basic law on your love brain?"

The system was a little uncertain, but after the incident of Akai Hideichi, it hesitated a little: "...will there be any misunderstandings about what happened back then?"

Furukawa Kuyasa sneered: "What kind of misunderstanding is that we didn't even recognize Belmode at that time. Can anyone pretend that he was here to kill me?"

She slowed down for a moment, and then made the final decision: "And, the favorability level will not be lie. He is the lowest among all, only 55 o'clock, and he probably doesn't remember me anymore - he himself said that he would never remember the person who died under him."

The system had no way to refute it, so she shut up directly.

On the other side, Anmuto had already put medicine on Yuhen on her back. After gently laying a layer of gauze, she put down her clothes and tidyed them up.
To be continued...