Nagai Hikaru's Ke Xuexing

At the hospital in Kyoto, the doctor pushed up his glasses while looking at the film: "Nothing, the bones are fine, maybe the ligaments are a little loose. A more detailed examination will require an MRI."

"Ah?" Nagai Hikaru was a little surprised, "So troublesome?"

"However, considering how often you sprain your ankle, it's not a big problem. It may be that you didn't take good care of it after the first time you sprained it. Avoid going to bumpy places and don't do strenuous exercise. There are some massage tutorials online that you can learn and do it yourself." The doctor said calmly, "If it happens a few more times, it will cause ligament tears or something like that, and you will need surgery."

"Thank you, doctor." Shuichi Hamura stood behind and thanked the doctor seriously after listening to the doctor's instructions.

Nagai Hikaru was somewhat helpless: "It's just a sprained ankle, Shuichi, you're too nervous, I'll just be more careful next time."

The doctor put the film into a bag and handed it to Hamura Shuichi: "Anyway, be careful next time, don't let it get worse."

"Ok."

Being pushed out of the hospital in a wheelchair, Nagai Mitsuru propped his chin up with his hands: "Xuyi, you'll be fine the next day after you spray the medicine."

"Miss, you didn't take good care of yourself the first time, which is why you sprain your ankle so easily afterwards. If you sprain your ankle three times within a year, you can be diagnosed with habitual sprains."

"..." Nagai Mitsuru held his forehead with his hand. As far as he could remember, the first time he sprained his ankle was several years ago. In this world, computers have evolved from slicked-back hair to tablets, and this year has not even ended yet.

Outside the hospital, Amuro Toru came over: "How is it?"

"Take good care of yourself and be careful not to do strenuous exercise." Nagai Hikaru continued to support his face with his elbows on the wheelchair armrests. "Anyway, climbing mountains and other exercises are not allowed in the future."

“Does normal action have any impact?”

"No." Nagai Hikaru suddenly had an idea, "Wait, then my fighting training is..."

"Maybe it will all be replaced by shooting training." said Shuichi Hamura.

The slight joy that had just emerged was extinguished, and Nagai Mitsuru continued to be dejected.

When we got back to the hotel, we were warmly welcomed by the children. Yuan Tai ran over and asked, "Are you going to be in a wheelchair again like last time you had a concussion?"

"It's okay, it will be fine tomorrow." Nagai Mitsuru replied.

"No, miss. Please sit in the wheelchair for at least a week. The doctor said that you should move as little as possible during the recuperation period." Shuichi Hamura smiled and pushed Hikaru Nagai towards the elevator.

Several children were talking around the wheelchair.

"Wow, so did we go back early from our trip to Kyoto?"

"If Xiaoguang-nee can't come with us, let's go back to Tokyo."

"Well, actually, I had a lot of fun today. I was even carried down the mountain."

Huiyuan Ai took out a white amulet from her bag and handed it to Nagai Hikaru: "Sister, I really think you are unlucky."

Nagai Hikaru took the amulet, which was from Fushimi Inari Taisha Shrine. He was touched when he saw the words "幸守" embroidered on the back. "Thank you. I think I really need this."

Hattori Heiji didn't know how many times he sprained his ankle, but he knew how many times he had a concussion. He couldn't help but complain: "Why do you either have a head injury or a foot problem? You don't look like a delicate type."

"Yeah, ask God." Nagai Hikaru rolled his eyes and didn't want to pay attention to him. He lowered his head and said to the children, "Go play tomorrow. Amuro brother and Okiya brother will take you to the Arashiyama train."

"You're not going?" Conan was surprised.

"Look at my feet. Can you bear it?" Nagai Mitsuru flicked his forehead. "Have fun."

Hattori Heiji came over and bowed his head and said, "Then let's go back. We have classes tomorrow. In fact, we only asked for one day off today."

"Oh, yes, today is Monday." Nagai Hikaru glanced at his phone, looked at Hattori Heiji with an unclear look, and patted him on the shoulder, "Keep up the good work."

Yuanshan Heye nodded: "Yes, come on, you need to practice your strength more."

On the third day of the school trip, Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko arrived at the stage of Kiyomizu Temple. There were not many students. Mao Lilan looked at her watch and was a little surprised: "Ah, they haven't come yet?"

"Who is it?" Suzuki Sonoko came over.

Mao Lilan was a little shy: "It's Shinichi, Xiaoguang said Shinichi asked me to wait for him here."

"Shinichi?!" Suzuki Sonoko was surprised.

"Shh!" Mao Lilan lowered her voice, "Shinichi seems to have caused some trouble. The news that he is alive cannot be spread casually."

"…What kind of trouble has this gotten you into?"

"not sure."

"But no matter how big the trouble is, I will always meet you, right?" The voice came from behind the two of them.

Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko turned around in surprise: "Shin... Shinichi?"

Kudo Shinichi, wearing a green sweater, stood behind them. He smiled, took off his cap, shook it, and put it back on: "Are you happy?"

"When did you come?" Mao Lilan complained in a low voice, "You scare people by standing in the back and talking."

"Because you're cute like this." Kudo Shinichi smiled brightly, "Please extend your hand."

"what?"

"Stretch it out."

Mao Lilan's palms were facing upwards, her face slightly red. "What are you talking about?"

Kudo Shinichi held the back of Mao Lilan's hand with one hand and stroked her palm with the other hand: "Broken on the rapids, this is my answer to Kazuka."

Letting go of his hands, Kudo Shinichi winked at Mao Lilan and ran to the side: "Looking forward to our next meeting."

Watching Kudo Shinichi running around the corner, Suzuki Sonoko crossed her arms and was a little moved: "Wow, the rapids are broken on the rocks... this waka song! So romantic." Then she turned to look at Mao Li Ran, "I don't know why, but I feel that Shinichi is so handsome this time."

Mao Lilan looked at the star bracelet in her hand that matched her necklace, with an unclear expression.

"Xiaolan, what's wrong with you? Are you upset because he ran too fast?"

"Nothing...nothing." Mao Lilan put the bracelet into her pocket, her face slightly red, and smiled, "Okay, now that we've met Shinichi, let's go."

"Okay... okay."

Kudo Shinichi hid in the corner of the temple behind the stage of Kiyomizu-dera Temple, watched the two people finally leave, and let out a sigh of relief.

A hand patted his shoulder: "Kudo Shinichi?"

He was startled and turned around to see: "Shi... Shiliang."

"Are you really Kudo Shinichi?" Sera Masumi raised her hand and pinched his face and pulled it.

Kudo Shinichi cried out in pain: "Ah, be gentle! You are such a not gentle woman at all."

"A real face?" Sera Masumi let go, a little surprised.

"How could it be fake?" Kudo Shinichi covered his red face and turned to walk towards the stage of Kiyomizu Temple.

"No, when did you come?" Sera Masumi pulled his sleeve.

"It just happened a while ago, let go." Kudo Shinichi pulled his sleeves back and started running, and Sera Masumi reflexively chased after him.

Then Sera Masumi watched in amazement as Kudo Shinichi jumped over the railing and jumped off the stage of Kiyomizu Temple.

"You're crazy!" Sera Masumi rushed over and looked under the railing in panic.

Countless white pigeons flew out from the bottom up, and there was no one below, only white feathers falling.

The tourists around were a little surprised: "Where did these pigeons come from? They are so beautiful."

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"Miss, I have done my best to help you." At the bottom of the second slope, Kidd, who was a little tired from running, leaned on the backrest of Nagai Hikaru's wheelchair and took off his hat to fan himself.

"You said too much." Nagai Mitsuru crossed his arms and looked unhappy.

"Shinichi wouldn't just say Ran is cute."

"Hey, don't be so picky." Kid pulled Nagai Hikaru's hand out and stuffed a small bag of candy into it, "A little sweeter, a little happier."

Nagai Hikaru's expression eased slightly.

"But how do you have my phone number?" Kidd bent down and looked over.

Nagai Mitsuru opened the package of Konpeito, took out an orange-colored one and held it in his mouth: "You'll know if you check it out. Just think about my identity." He took out another one and put it into Kid's mouth as he bent over.

"Ah, lemon technology is really dangerous." Kidd rolled the tiny candy around on his tongue twice and stood up.

"And you have my number too, so it's not a loss." The sweet taste in his mouth made Nagai Hikaru feel better. "Thank you for today."

"You really put a lot of effort into both of them." Kidd felt less hot and put his cap back on. "I can't figure out which one you like."

"Neither of them has anything to do with you."

"Oh, how sad. I thought I had a small place in your heart."

"Remember to bring me some candy next time." Nagai Hikaru smiled as he watched Kidd press down the brim of his hat, clasp two fingers together and shake them, then turn around and walk into the crowd of tourists.

The weather was very good with blue sky and white clouds. Following the crowds of tourists on the second and third year boards, we passed through the dense red maple forests, and at the top was Kiyomizu-dera Temple.

Masumi Sera was still standing by the Kiyomizu stage, looking down carefully, and then observing the various marks left on the wooden railings around the stage, trying to find out if there was any mechanism.

At the bottom, they had already reached the third floor, and Ran Mouri and Sonoko Suzuki were chatting as they continued walking down in the crowd.

"Broken on the rapids? What does that mean?" The blush on Mao Lilan's face had almost faded.

"The rapids shattered the rocks, and we were separated. Sooner or later, we will meet, and the sorrow deepens our love." Suzuki Sonoko clasped her hands together, feeling a little moved. "Shinichi is a very romantic boy sometimes."

"...Is this...what you mean?" Mao Lilan's face flushed again, "Ahhh what? Just say it directly."

"She didn't say it directly, you asked." Suzuki Sonoko chuckled, "Hyakunin Isshu, I play it with my family every New Year, I won't make a mistake."

Mao Lilan lowered her head, touched the bracelet in her bag, and smiled again.

"Besides." Suzuki Sonoko took Ran Maori's hand, "The Shimizu Stage is where Mana and Kuranosuke kissed each other. I thought you had some intention in meeting here."

"Garden!"

"Hahaha, Mrs. Kudo is shy? Oh, by the way, I didn't even record it. Damn it, how can I show this to Xiaoguang? What a mistake."