This Japanese Monogatari Isn't Lame
Chapter 194 - 173: Fingerprints (4000 words, begging for monthly tickets!!!!)_2

Chapter 194: Chapter 173: Fingerprints (4000 words, begging for monthly tickets!!!!)_2

Was he transferred to the hospital for treatment?

Beichuan Si and Shen Gu Mirai exchanged glances.

"Originally, I wanted to inform you all in the email yesterday, but ever since Qingjing fell ill, hardly any friends have come to visit him anymore...so...I’m sorry."

"It’s okay, Auntie." Shen Gu Mirai took the poor woman’s hand, "Could you please tell us which hospital Qingjing is in? Mr. Temple and I would like to visit him."

"Um..." Kobayashi Saki started to feel like crying again.

Looking at Shen Gu Mirai’s adorable appearance and serious expression, she gently nodded her head and told them the hospital’s address.

—This truly is a society that judges by appearance.

...

After saying goodbye to Kobayashi Saki, Shen Gu Mirai couldn’t help but sigh and glanced at the note Kobayashi Saki had given her.

It had the hospital’s address and Kobayashi Qingjing’s room number written on it.

As soon as they left the apartment building, Shen Gu Mirai turned to the side and said,

"Mr. Temple really is clever, having anticipated that something would happen to Kobayashi Qingjing in advance."

This statement, clearly designed to curry favor with Beichuan Si, didn’t seem to alter his expression much.

He just looked at the note in Shen Gu Mirai’s hand and pointed out bluntly,

"If a supernatural story is true, then the people involved will more or less be affected, you should know that very well after the incident with Hoshino Nana."

"This influence could be auditory or visual hallucinations caused by grudges, or it could be a precursor to possession, much like the incident involving Ishikawa Kaoru."

"I get it! I get it!" Shen Gu Mirai rubbed her temples, "I’m just responsible for the external investigation, I won’t do anything dangerous."

Beichuan Si said so much undoubtedly because he hoped she wouldn’t endanger herself, Shen Gu Mirai knew.

She also knew that if she got involved, it would only cause trouble for Beichuan Si.

"It’s good that you understand."

Beichuan Si’s tone was still stiff, but Shen Gu Mirai didn’t mind.

She hummed a tune to herself, still muttering ’Mr. Temple, Mr. Temple’ in her heart.

They soon arrived at the hospital where Kobayashi Qingjing was admitted.

After greeting the nurse at the front desk, they went through the registration process and entered the psychiatric ward on the fourth floor of the annex building.

Most of the patients here suffered from depression, insomnia, delusions, transient aphasia, or mania.

Those with more severe conditions were transferred to a specialized psychiatric facility for closed treatment.

Fortunately, Kobayashi Qingjing hadn’t shown any excessive behaviors since his admission, which made visiting him relatively straightforward for Beichuan Si and Shen Gu Mirai—

At least, that’s what Shen Gu Mirai and Beichuan Si initially thought.

But when they saw many doctors and nurses gathered around the room they were heading to, they instinctively sensed something was amiss.

Accompanied by a burst of exclamations from the crowd, a human wall formed by doctors and nurses was forcibly split open, and a young man with pale skin and yellow-dyed hair, wearing blue and white patient clothes, burst out.

His eyes were bloodshot, and drool hung from his mouth as he charged directly towards Shen Gu Mirai.

"Stop him! Quick, stop him!"

Someone shouted.

Shen Gu Mirai showed an unruffled demeanor, she turned her head towards Beichuan Si and reported, "That’s Kobayashi Qingjing!"

"Mm." Beichuan Si nodded.

However, it wasn’t necessary for Shen Gu Mirai to tell Beichuan Si.

Beichuan Si, with his exceptional dynamic vision, had already seen the faint purple bruises on the other’s right wrist.

He simply moved his foot, positioning himself in front of Shen Gu Mirai, and then swiftly raised his right leg, inserting it into the gap beneath the charging Kobayashi Qingjing’s crotch while thrusting his knee forward violently.

Crack—

This rapid and precise kick caused Kobayashi Qingjing to lose his balance and topple forward.

Beichuan Si didn’t just watch him fall. Without moving, he reached out with his right hand to grab the other’s collar, maintaining the man’s forward-leaning, yet force-less state.

With a forceful twist of his right wrist, a hidden strength pulled Kobayashi Qingjing to stability, while Beichuan Si’s left hand slid out from his sleeve, resting on the bruises on the other’s right wrist.

The deathly aura cleverly surged out, softly covering the cyan-purple child’s claw mark on the other’s right hand.

All of this happened in an instant.

Even Shen Gu Mirai, who was closest to Beichuan Si, only saw Kobayashi Seijiro, who had initially rushed over, inexplicably fall forward and then lean back, just like a ball being played with by Beichuan Si.

The icy, expressionless face of Beichuan Si contrasted sharply with the twisted, agonizing expression of Kobayashi Seijiro.

"Stop! What are you doing?"

The hospital doctor finally arrived. Seeing Kobayashi Seijiro with sweat all over his face, he called out to Beichuan Si.

Beichuan Si glanced at him, then said to Kobayashi Seijiro, who gradually regained clarity in his eyes, "My name is Beichuan Si, and I will visit again another day."

Then, Beichuan Si steadied Kobayashi Seijiro and said to the doctor, "The patient is fine, don’t worry."

"Is that so?" The doctor, full of skepticism, walked over to support Kobayashi Seijiro and after checking him thoroughly and finding indeed no wounds, he said apologetically, "I’m sorry, sir. I was just concerned about the patient, and if I was rude just now, I am truly sorry. Thank you for your help."

Beichuan Si just raised his eyebrows in response, "No problem."

"Thank you for your understanding." The middle-aged doctor bowed to Beichuan Si, then turned and, together with a colleague, helped Kobayashi Seijiro into the ward.

Shen Gu Mirai watched them leave and then curiously said, "Mr. Temple, you weren’t even angry just now?"

"Why should I be angry?" Beichuan Si turned his head.

"But... because of the doctor’s attitude... I thought you would be angry, Mr. Temple."

"Only a doctor concerned about a patient’s condition is a good doctor. I have no reason to be angry with them."

Beichuan Si’s expression remained indifferent, showing no dissatisfaction at all.

"Are we still going there? Kobayashi Seijiro, he—"

"No need to go there anymore." Beichuan Si looked deeply at Kobayashi Seijiro, who was being carried back:

"Our purpose here has been accomplished."

"It has been accomplished?" Shen Gu Mirai was taken aback.

Beichuan Si nodded and extended his own left wrist.

There, unknown when, a cyan-purple scratch had appeared.

It was like the imprint of a child!

...

While using the deathly aura to erase the imprint, Beichuan Si realized that if he had the intent, he could seemingly transfer the curse of the imprint onto himself.

He thought so and did so.

Others shunned the curse, but Beichuan Si embraced it.

"Is this the cyan-purple curse mark that has always been talked about?" Shen Gu Mirai’s eyes were full of curiosity.

Her fair hand also flipped back and forth inspecting Beichuan Si’s wrist.

However, what puzzled Beichuan Si was that while Shen Gu Mirai was flipping, she inexplicably touched her own palm and lightly pressed it with her fingers.

Looking here and there, her originally tender and fair cheeks also turned rosy.

"What are you doing, Shen Gu?" Beichuan Si asked, frowning.

"Ah? What? Doing what?! I didn’t do anything!"

Shen Gu Mirai’s hands retracted like an electric shock and then she vigorously waved them.

Beichuan Si withdrew his hand and then said, "This is probably the cyan-purple scratch recorded in ’The Lost MiKawa,’ temporarily unknown in function, so I just kept it."

"It won’t cause any trouble, will it, Mr. Temple?" Shen Gu Mirai said worriedly.

"It’s under my control, and I can erase it with the deathly aura at any time. I kept it only because I want to investigate it further."

Beichuan Si did not act recklessly. He could clearly feel that the curse was something he could control.

Then, what exactly was the origin of this scratch?

Beichuan Si couldn’t help but start speculating.

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