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Chapter 266 Only superficial wounds can be healed

Looking at the pale, thin and broken boy lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed and breathing slowly, Murataya put the bouquet of flowers into the vase on the low cabinet.

She stroked the petals that still had water droplets on them, and a faint fragrance emanated, quietly diluting the smell of disinfectant in the ward.

Murataya sat on the chair beside the bed and gently held Qianzhu's hand that was not receiving injections.

But the veins on the back of his white hands were clearly visible, as were the few remaining pinhole marks.

Murataya held his hands with both of them, staring at the shallow marks calmly, then lowered her head and gently placed a kiss on them.

The mark disappeared, Murataya looked at the back of her hand for a few seconds, then raised her head to look at herself on the hospital bed, her red lips slightly parted and she murmured silently.

"Only superficial wounds can be healed..."

After a long silence, she reached out and gently covered the wound on her abdomen. A thin light shone on her hand, and the wound gradually healed halfway.

But she did not forget to put a layer of illusion on it.

After doing all this, Murataya got up and left.

Returning to this identity's home, she divided a bouquet of roses into several portions and placed them in several vases.

Then he took out a black notebook, opened one of the pages and stamped 'END' on it.

Before turning to another page, I could vaguely see two lines of words on it:

Deceased: Mayumi Hirayama, Kota Kamijou.

Cause of death: greed, jealousy.

Looking at the blank space on the next page, Murataya supported her chin and thought.

"Forget it, let's just let things take their own course when it comes to joining the protagonist group."

She raised her hand to her lips and yawned, then put the notebook away.

A small black shadow ran in from the window and jumped skillfully into Murataya's arms.

After smoothing the fur of the black cat in her arms, Murataya had a few dried fish in her hands.

After being fed, the little black cat yawned, wagged its tail, and fell asleep in her arms with its eyes closed.

Murataya lowered her eyes and looked at it, the corners of her mouth slightly curved, and a light laugh sounded from her throat, "You are really free and at ease."

……

Time passed in silence, and the sun followed the laws of nature, pushing the moon away and briefly occupying half of the sky.

A blonde girl got out of the taxi holding a black cat in her arms and walked into the supermarket.

A young man wearing a hat looked back at her, then poked the dark-skinned young man next to him who was also wearing a hat.

Toru Amuro looked in the direction he pointed, and was stunned when he saw the girl clearly.

Although I heard from Vermouth that they were very similar, I didn't expect them to be so similar.

Seeing the shock on Toru Amuro's face, Behringer raised his eyebrows slightly, then pushed his hat down, turned his head and saw Mulan and a corgi again.

Bechfinger: ...

Oh, what a coincidence.

Murataya smoothed the hair behind her ear and her eyes fell on a man who was not far from her and was wrapped up tightly in the summer.

The corners of her mouth curved slightly, and a gray light flashed in her eyes.

The man suddenly felt himself moving uncontrollably, and at that moment Xiaolan's voice happened to be heard, attracting Murataya's attention.

"Miss Kuno?"

Murataya turned her head in confusion and saw that Xiaolan and the others' expressions suddenly changed.

"Miss Kuno, be careful behind you!"

Murataya looked back again in confusion, was stunned for a moment, subconsciously stepped back and raised her hand to block it.