This is the second time Kumisa Furukawa has entered the ICU ward of the Organization Hospital. Compared to the time in her last life when she blocked Gin's gun by accident, she came in unconsciously, this time she is much more sober.

But the diagnosis was no different from the previous life.

Just leave it to fate.

In the last life, she woke up at an uncertain time, but in this life, in the words of those doctors - although it seems that one life has been saved at the moment, there is only one "life" left.

Long-term electric shocks and drug injections have completely destroyed most of her body functions and nervous tissue. It is incredible that she can survive under such extreme circumstances and even maintain a part of her consciousness intermittently.

’s matter.

What's more, when her body is extremely weak, the complications of any disease, even those minor illnesses that usually seem trivial, may cause irreversible damage to her, and her body can no longer take medicine.

"How long it can last depends on God. As for complete recovery... unless we wait for a miracle." They finally commented.

Furukawa Kumisa smiled and said nothing.

Laughing to death, what she is best at is not creating miracles.

--But not now.

Furukawa Kumisa sat on the legendary high-tech wheelchair "customized just for her" and thought happily.

The person pushing the wheelchair behind her was a female caregiver arranged by the organization. She was pushed out to bask in the sun in the garden for two hours every morning and afternoon.

To be honest, Furukawa Kumisa doesn't like this part very much. After all, for an internet-addicted girl who has been addicted to games recently, she can only pretend to be sick for two hours and can't even play games.

Moreover, her current body's vision can no longer withstand the glare of strong light. For ordinary people, she has to wear sunglasses to avoid further irritating the fragile retina.

Counting the time, today is the fourth day since she left the interrogation room and was admitted to this hospital.

"Host, he is here again today."

Furukawa Kumisa: "...Is he very idle?"

But today was already the fourth day. She thought for a moment, turned her head and said to the nurse behind her: "A guest is here to visit, please let us stay alone for a while."

The professional nurse didn't ask too much, she just replied "I understand", bowed slightly, and left her side.

After the caregiver left, Furukawa Kumisa waited for a while, but still did not wait for the person leaning behind the tree to show up.

She sighed, moved her fingertips, turned the direction handle on the handle, controlled the wheelchair to turn at an angle, and "looked" at the person behind the tree.

"Do you want me to invite you in person?"

A section of the long black windbreaker was exposed from behind the tree. Gin's footsteps were so soft that you could barely hear the "rustling" sound of him stepping through the grass.

He walked to the figure in the wheelchair and paused.

It wasn't until he saw Furukawa Kumisa sitting in a wheelchair these two days that Gin felt that he vaguely understood why this woman could instigate Bourbon and Rye to fight for her through life and death. Even Scotland, who always kept a low profile, could

Revealing its ferocious claws.

That is a woman who can show off her graceful demeanor even in a wheelchair at such a time.

——It’s as if it’s not her who is dragging her failing body and looking like she will die anytime, anywhere.

That's not her wheelchair, that's her crown.

She wore sunglasses and spoke hoarse words with her barely repaired vocal cords, but she accurately determined his location.

"I've never noticed before that your perception is very keen."

Furukawa Kumisa laughed, and she didn't know if she was laughing at him for still testing her at this point.

Her only movable fingertips tapped twice on the armrest of the wheelchair, then she raised her head and smiled softly: "I am blind, not dead."

She said "blind" in an understatement, as if she didn't care.

He was silent for a moment, and then suddenly said something unrelated, "Pisk can't stand up anymore - this is your plan?"

"Plan? What plan?"

Furukawa Kumisa gave a weird laugh, his hoarse voice was like a leaky bellows, it didn't match the word "nice", but it wasn't harsh at all.

"Torturing myself into such a plan? Gin, even the boss chose to let me go, but you are still so... obsessed with me?"

She bit the last sound gently and deliberately lengthened the tone of the last word "forget".

"Others can't, but you can." Gin's voice was very determined.

At that moment, Furukawa Kumisa had to admit that Gin was a frighteningly sharp lunatic.

She smiled: "Okay, are you here to take me back for interrogation today?"

"As you said, the boss chose to let you go."

"Then what are you here for? Are you here to congratulate me?" She sneered, "Now that you've finished congratulating me, can you leave?"

In fact, Gin himself didn't know what he was here for.

Pisk's case is already covered with solid evidence, leaving no doubt whatsoever, and almost destroys everything about him.

It goes without saying that it is like the villain in a fairy tale. No matter how confident he is of winning in the early stage, he will be defeated in the end by the ironclad evidence.

To others, that was "ironclad evidence," but to Gin, it was a point of doubt.

"Rye, bourbon, and Scotland, as the driving force behind this matter, they hide..."

"Stop it, Gin." Furukawa Kumisa suddenly interrupted him, unwilling to listen to his nonsense, "First of all, I don't have any channels to communicate with the outside world at this stage, so there is no need for you to test me with this kind of thing; secondly, if it's really like you

As I said, the undercover candidate who hid so deeply is Pisk..."

She curled her lips and said, "Then I think the three people you reported are definitely not the only ones who take advantage of the opportunity to add insult to injury, right? What about yourself, Gin?"

Furukawa Kumisa will not follow Gin's trap of words. If you want to talk in front of her, you should wait until the next life.

"Which one of you who has been in the organization for a long time doesn't know what Piske usually does? If you didn't touch him before, you wouldn't tell me that it was because you were concerned about 'colleagues', right?"

She said this, and did not intend to continue the conversation. She directly issued an order to expel the guest: "If you are here to visit me, you have found me now; if you are here to care about my physical condition, everything is as you see;

You are here to test me, and I have answered your question, can you leave now?"

After a long period of silence, she heard the sound of clothing rubbing against her front. She immediately frowned and took a step back while maneuvering the wheelchair.

Gin took off his coat and tried to put it on her, but his hand was frozen in the air.

"I'm not cold, I don't bother." She answered politely and distantly, "My caregiver will take good care of me."

It's a good thing she didn't mention the caregiver, but the mention seemed to remind Gin, and he seemed to have remembered something.

"Do you want me to help you get rid of her?"

Furukawa Kumisa:???

But of course she wouldn't explain to Gin "don't kill innocent people indiscriminately", he wouldn't understand it - just like she wouldn't understand that he meant killing people when he opened his mouth.

She sneered directly: "Then you will take care of me personally?"

Gin's voice seemed a little confusing: "I thought you wouldn't like someone seeing you like this."

Furukawa Kumisa felt that he was really starting to get angry: "Then who do you think I owe this state to?"

She took a deep breath, and the slightly cold wind invaded her lungs, making her weak body unable to stop wheezing and coughing.

But her current body didn't even have the strength to cough violently. She could only pant out of breath and cough intermittently, as if she could die at any time.

Gin probably wanted to take two steps and put some clothes on her, or help her, but she controlled the wheelchair and backed away to avoid it.

After a while, she finally regained her breath, and when she spoke again, her voice was even weaker, with almost only breath sounds left.

"Not only will I live with this body, I will live for a long time. I appreciate your kindness, but you can't kill everyone who sees me."

What's more, the person she wanted to kill the most was not an insignificant person.

"Then...what do you want?" That was Gin's blurted question.

Furukawa Kumisa suddenly felt a little ridiculous because she saw the unsolvable fate called "reincarnation".

It doesn’t matter if it’s Akai Shuichi or gin.

Going around and around, they seemed to have returned to the ending of their previous life.

Gin asked her "what do you want" again.

She had nothing to do with the others, but with Gin, she had really wanted to let him go in this life.

Let him go, and let go of myself who has been entangled with this lunatic for many years, but in the end it backfires.

So she maneuvered the wheelchair and took a step forward, staring at him through her sunglasses with dull eyes.

"I want a healthy body, can you give it to me?"

Gin said nothing.

How ridiculous, after being entangled for three lives, her wishes changed again and again as time went by, but he was never able to give her anything she really wanted.

Furukawa Kumisa shook his head: "Then I'll pay for it with your lives."

She said no more, shook the joystick, turned and left.

*

Akai Shuichi came a week later. At that time, she had left the interrogation room for nearly half a month, but there were only a few people visiting her.
To be continued...