In this dream, he realized all his wishes in this life——
Go seduce Bulma No. 18 in Dragon Ball, fight Mai Shiranui and King in The King of Fighters;
In an instant, he flew into the universe and boarded an old spaceship named BeBop, traveling with his friends among the stars in search of his past;
After landing, he was lying on the bed of the three Maoyan sisters. While being chased, he bumped into a city hunter named Ya Yuli at the corner.
He is Ultraman Aguru, the light of the ocean, who resurrected in the glorious scene of Moses parting the sea, and came to the world with a sacred BGM;
He was the memory king in the city of wind, but he was kicked to death by that half-hearted tough guy using the wind——
Um?
Kicked to death?
No, why would I have such a dream?
But if I wasn't kicked to death...why do I feel so painful all over my body?
The gradual recovery of consciousness in dreams made Uehara Katsumi feel painful. At this moment, he felt like a test subject, soaked in a fish tank by an evil organization that wanted to conquer the world, and his body was filled with modification tools.
tube.
He tried to open his eyelids and regain the light, but the damn heavy feeling made him want to give up after trying several times without success.
Until, a voice appears.
"Uehara?
“Kenji?!
"Doctor! Nurse! He's moving! He's awake! Come here! Is he going to wake up?!"
His words were eager and full of hope, and his voice was as beautiful as an angel's.
Katsuki Uehara felt vaguely that this person's voice sounded familiar, but for a moment he couldn't remember who she was.
He felt something was wrong and wanted to see who was calling him.
One struggle, two struggles...
The revived consciousness poured into the man's mind along with the memories before the explosion. A light that could not be hidden shone into his heart the moment his eyelids opened——
A woman, a woman wearing a blue-purple women's suit and a hip skirt.
There was excitement and joy that was hard to describe in words between her delicate brows. After seeing him open his eyes, the woman walked to his bedside in three steps and two steps: "Uehara! Uehara, do you still know me?
?!"
"Sato... I'm not dead..."
His voice was as dry as a desert without moisture, and the airflow that was being continuously transported in the oxygen mask fluctuated as the man woke up.
The doctors and nurses, who were also extremely surprised, were standing in front of his bed and calling different people.
"You're not dead, you're not dead...yes, you're not dead."
Miwako Sato, who was squatting on the ground and holding the railings on the side of the hospital bed with both hands, had a slight choking in her throat. She pressed her forehead against the railings for a long time. After sorting out her emotions, she quickly raised her head, bit her lip and said softly with a smile: "
You are not dead, we brought you back, the doctors brought you back..."
"Oh... I just... said, the disaster... will be... for thousands of years..."
"Stop talking, stop talking. You need to rest now. You have been lying down for a long time, and all the functions of your body have not adapted to your recovery."
Seeing that the man seemed to want to continue, Miwako Sato quickly stopped her: "Take your time, take your time, okay?"
After hearing this, Uehara Katsumi slowly closed his eyes again.
——?!
Miwako Sato's eyes widened in shock, and she suddenly turned back to look at the doctor who was checking various values.
"Don't worry about Officer Sato. All indicators of Officer Uehara's body have recovered well. He is just simply tired. Just like a newborn baby, he will feel tired soon after he opens his eyes."
The doctor gave her a reassuring answer: "This is a good start. As consciousness awakens, Officer Uehara's body will slowly return to a normal level."
Just be fine...
Miwako Sato, who had a false alarm, breathed a sigh of relief.
"My next suggestion is that you can visit him gradually, but it is best not to visit him for more than 20 minutes a day. After all, what Officer Uehara needs most right now is rest."
"Okay, okay doctor, thank you."
"You're welcome, Officer Sato, it's our honor to be able to save a hero."
Miwako Sato, who was watching the doctors and nurses leave in a hurry, turned to look at the man on the hospital bed with his eyes closed and breathing evenly, and a bright smile couldn't help but appear at the corner of his mouth.
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"Hello, dear audience friends, I am today's on-site reporter Reina Mizuno. Behind me now is the famous St. Luke's International Hospital in Tokyo.
"According to information from the hospital and the police, Katsuki Hara, the police officer who was involved in the investigation of the Metropolitan Police Department's search section that turned the tide in the explosion at Mihua Central Hospital and the explosion in the Undersea Tunnel, has woken up from a coma some time ago.
"It is reported that the chairman of the Suzuki Foundation and the chairman of the Takasugi Foundation have canceled several meetings tonight just to come to the hospital to visit the Uehara Police Department.
"The Hakuba Police Chief of the Metropolitan Police Department, Deputy Chief Toshio Morohoshi and other senior police officials also hurried to the hospital tonight..."
After the man who had been transferred to the general ward saw off the last group of friends who came to visit him, he sat on the hospital bed and stretched himself with difficulty, chanting pleasantly:
"Ah~ When can I be discharged from the hospital? I'm almost getting rusty from lying in bed every day."
"It's coming, it's coming. The doctor said to keep you under observation for two more days. If you've been lying down for so many days, you don't care if you lie down for another two days."
"I care, I care a lot, my butt is almost covered with hemorrhoids."
"..."
After peeling the apple, Miwako Sato turned her head and looked at the lazy man on the hospital bed in a funny way: "You know, I have begun to miss Katsumi Uehara who didn't open his mouth or talk much."
"That's the battle-damaged version. Of course it's rare and valuable."
Katsumi Uehara, who lifted the quilt and jumped out of bed, stood in front of the window and twisted his waist. He used the moonlight outside the window to look at the reporters outside the hospital gate who were chasing after them like sharks smelling fishy smell.
.
Suzuki Shiro's group of big shots who had just left the ward were surrounded.
“Tuk-tuk-tuk.”
"Please come in."
There was a knock on the door of the ward again, and a beautiful figure pushed the door open and walked in, holding a fruit basket for visiting patients.
"Good evening, Katsumi; good evening, Sato Criminal."
The short-haired woman smiled and put down the fruit basket in her hand, and said hello to the two people in the ward.
"Natsuko? Are you coming here so late?" Uehara Katsumi blinked and instinctively looked at Sato Miwako, who was biting an apple as if watching a play.
"I just finished grading my papers, and I thought it's been a long time since I've come to visit you, so I thought I'd come up and have a look, but it seems like I won't need to come again in the future."
The woman named Natsuko smiled and put down the fruit basket in her hand: "You seem to be recovering well."
"Well, it's really good."
"When will you be discharged from hospital?"
"I don't know, probably within the past week, what happened?"
"Nothing, I'm just curious about your heroic deeds. Not just me, but them too."
The woman who was quite direct in her speech smiled and said, "It's just that I'm a primary school teacher now, so I have more time."
"Then I think you will see me on the news." Katsuki Uehara shrugged and refused.
"After all these years, you really haven't changed."
Shibuya Natsuko, who seemed to be feeling something, shook her head: "Okay, I'm already working at Acupido Elementary School. I have time to have a drink after I'm discharged from the hospital, so I'll leave first."
"Walk slowly."
Uehara Katsuki, who unpacked the fruit basket and picked an orange at random, turned and glanced at Miwako Sato, who was still eating an apple. The latter saw him looking over and couldn't help but blinked: "What's wrong?"
"You don't even know how to help me out?"
"What's the point? She's your girlfriend, not mine."
"?"
Uehara Katsuki slowly typed a question mark: "Ex, ex, okay? We broke up when I was a sophomore, and she went to the United States to study abroad. We haven't contacted each other for a long time."
"peaceful breakup?"
"peaceful breakup."
"Is this the first time your ex-girlfriend has come to visit you repeatedly in the past month?"
"..."
Katsuki Uehara bared his teeth, frowned and thought for a while: "The seventh one?"
Miwako Sato smiled and said nothing.
Katsuki Uehara broke off a piece of orange and put it in his mouth, frowning: "Tsk, it's so sour."
"It's good if you eat some."
She picked up her suit jacket from the chair and put it on. Miwako Sato straightened her collar and gave the man a blank look: "You're still picky."
"Just leaving? Not waiting for a while?"
"Stay longer? Forget it, if one of your ex-girlfriends comes to see you at night, I will be a light bulb if I stay here."
Katsuki Uehara broke off another orange segment and put it into his mouth. He frowned and handed one to her: "Tsk, try it. It's really sour."
"Have it?"
Sato Miwako glanced down, put it into her mouth without hesitation, chewed it, raised her eyebrows as usual and said: "It's not sour at all, it's very sweet."
"You are awesome."
Uehara Katsuki, who had nothing to say, gave her a thumbs up: "See you tomorrow."
"Good night."
Miwako Sato turned around and left the ward as her pace quickened——
"Hiss?! What kind of orange is this? Why is it so sour?!"
As soon as the door to the ward was closed, Miwako Sato's face suddenly became colorful. She hurriedly took out the paper from her pocket, spit out the orange slices, wrapped them together, and threw them into the trash can. Her tongue stirred her mouth, and her facial features were distorted with soreness.