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Chapter 7 Absolutely Unforgivable(1/2)

District 23.

CCG branch hospital.

"Young man, you are really lazy,"

"You have been unconscious for a day."

As soon as she opened her eyes, Lingluo heard Aite's voice.

I was lying on a big bed. Looking at the white decorations around me, there was no doubt that I was in a hospital.

Thinking of what happened before the coma, it should be at the CCG.

"It's obviously Miss Mei who was injured,"

"You, a perfectly fine person, ended up in a coma for a whole day."

Aite smiled coquettishly and continued.

When she heard that her editor had been attacked by a ghoul, she came to visit her as soon as possible.

Fortunately, Ayara was not injured, otherwise she would really have a headache.

After finally finding a satisfactory editor, she didn't want to hire new people.

"sorry."

Ayano scratched his head.

"By the way, how is Senior Mei doing now?"

"besides......"

"Miss Aite, won't anything go wrong when you come to a place like this?"

Ayano said slowly.

"That woman seems to be still in the intensive care unit. Ordinary people don't have the right to visit her."

"As for me?"

"What questions can I have?"

Aite spread his hands and looked like he didn't understand what you were talking about.

Lingluo smiled and stopped asking.

CCGs are equipped with "gates" to check the concentration of Rc cells.

Once the limit is exceeded, the identity of the ghoul will be recognized. The concentration of Rc cells in the body of the ghoul is far higher than that of ordinary people, which is why they have Hebao and Hezi.

but......

Aite will not be recognized by that kind of door.

Her bloodline is extremely special.

"Takatsuki-sensei."

Ayano suddenly spoke.

"how?"

Aite glanced at the young man on the hospital bed.

Obviously the other person is older than him, but she is used to putting herself in a higher position.

No matter who she was facing, her tone of voice was always so calm, as if she was talking to people on a throne.

"I can see you when I wake up,"

"It's the best birthday present I've ever received."

Aya Luo chuckled.

The green algae heads are messy and look like bird's nests, so cold that people dare not approach them.

But he liked those eyes very much.

"Thanks."

Aite's answer was very bland.

Ling Luo was not surprised, after all, she had always gotten along with him like this.

"I want to go to District 20 to meet someone tonight..."

"Aya-kun, can you wait for me next to me?"

Ait turned his head and looked at the world outside the window.

The blue sky and white clouds are peaceful, and the city is always so lively, but her eyes are a little lonely.

"I have always wanted to give my book to him..."

"Although it's my own business...it's really troublesome, Aya-kun."

Aite said intermittently.

"You will accompany me, right?"

"Um."

"Happy birthday."

"Um."

...

evening.

Aya Luo finished recording her confession at the CCG and completed the discharge procedures easily.

After all, he was an ordinary person who was implicated, so he didn't encounter any trouble.

"Takatsuki-sensei,"

“You want to give your book to someone?”

Ayara and Aite walked out of the bookstore, and she held a copy of her debut novel "To Kafka" in her hands.

It is indeed a good choice for the author to give his book as a gift.

Moreover, he had already roughly guessed the identity of that person.

Apart from that one person, who else can Aite meet in person in District 20?

"Just wait here,"

"I will be right back."

Aite pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a nervous look appeared on his face.

The person I am going to meet this time is very extraordinary.

“Antique Cafe.”

A block away, Ayara looked at the sign of the cafe from a distance.

Aite walked around in front of the store twice, and finally walked in holding his book.

And in fact——

Ayara didn't think Aite could give away the gift.

"Mr. Fangcun, it's time for you to explain clearly, whose coffee is better?"

A strong male voice came from inside the door.

Aite's hand paused as he knocked on the door.

"Of course it's mine!"

A woman retorted.

Through a gap, I could barely see clearly what was going on in the room.

The old man with white hair is the owner of the coffee shop, and the two waiters are arguing. The atmosphere is relaxed and pleasant.

Full of......

the taste of happiness.

"No, no, no, I also have Magic Ape Blend Coffee!"

"What is that? Mr. Yoshimura, please shut up this guy."

The two waiters were still joking, and the white-haired old man also showed a gentle and kind smile.

The world of coffee shops, the world outside coffee shops.

Completely two different worlds.

Why?
To be continued...
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