Bombardment Scorch pressed his stomach with one hand and held the wall with the other as he slowly walked forward in the winding alley. Even so, the feeling of hunger still came.

Coo ~

Tears came up and were held back. Bombardment Scorch couldn't help but slowly squat down and press his abdomen with his hands.

Coo ~

I'm still hungry. The red-haired child bit his lower lip and thought about it. Yesterday, because he was distracted during training, he was punished with no dinner. This morning, because he was afraid that his father would find out that he planned to sneak out to see his mother in the hospital after his father went out, he was so nervous that he couldn't eat. Then he got lost for so long that his physical strength was exhausted.

"Hey, you're in my way."

It's time to go home. Bombardment Scorch's reason told him so.

However, in any case, he didn't want to face his father's anger because he wanted to see his mother.

And he felt very unwilling. He finally came out, but he couldn't see his mother.

"Hey, are you ignoring me?" Passage Of One Party said. Although his tone was fierce, he was unexpectedly unmoved.

Of course, after all, if he accidentally got angry, it would be easy to hurt others.

Accelerator looked at the red-and-white haired child curled up in front of him and thought absentmindedly that he didn't seem to be feeling well.

As if shocked, the red-haired child trembled and slowly raised his head. The moment he saw him, his pupils dilated and he exclaimed with a blank expression. "Oh!"

Realizing that he was in someone else's way, Bombardment Scorch supported his weak legs and quickly stood up. "Sorry, I'm in your way …"

He was going to get out of the way, but his eyes suddenly went black. His legs were weak, and he staggered and fell on the strange child who was in his way.

After the temporary dizziness passed, Hong Jiao Leng spat out the last word in a daze. "…"

His hands wrapped around the strange white-haired child's neck, and the new skin on the left side of his face, which had been removed from the bandage, was gently tickled by the soft white hair. It was unusually sensitive, and the tip of his nose was surrounded by the strange smell of the shower gel.

Except for his mother, Bombardment Scorch, who had never been so close to anyone else, slowly blushed.

What made Hong Jiao Leng feel even more ashamed was that, without any external pressure, his stomach, it, it didn't listen to him and began to growl.

Coo ~

Withdrawing his instinctive reflex in time, Passage Of One Party steadily caught the child who suddenly fell.

Hearing the roar from the red-haired child's stomach, Passage Of One Party frowned and thought expressionlessly. Oh, so he's hungry..

。

"… So, you fainted because you lost your way..."

After patiently listening to the child's story, Passage Of One Party's story, the child's son's's's's...

"I didn't faint from hunger," Bombardment Scorch pointed out solemnly. "Before that, I was saved by a kind person."

Staring at him with a pair of grayish-blue eyes that were scorched by the explosion, the 'good samaritan' Accelerator felt extremely uncomfortable. He scratched his cheek with his hand and turned his head away before speaking in an unusually irritable manner, "Brat, your buckwheat noodles are cold. Hurry up and eat them."

"But, it's still steaming."

"I said it's cold, so it's cold. Just shut up!"

"Oh."

Bombardment Scorch, who picked up his chopsticks and began to suck on the buckwheat noodles, found that the buckwheat noodles, which he originally thought would be very hot, were at a very suitable temperature in his mouth, just as Passage Of One Party said.

With his eyes wide open, Bombardment Scorch looked at Passage Of One Party, who took out a can of coffee from the bag in his hand and began to drink it with a slightly admiring gaze.

"What are you doing?" Passage Of One Party, who was a little creeped out by the stare, asked.

"May I ask if you have the personality to make buckwheat noodles cool?" Seriously.

"I don't have that kind of personality!" Irritated.

Looking at the red-haired child quietly eating his buckwheat noodles, Passage Of One Party picked up the can of coffee again and took a sip. He remembered the personality marriage that the child had just told him.

Passage Of One Party frowned unhappily. No matter which world he was in, this kind of disgusting thing would always happen.

Tsk.

The buckwheat noodles on the child's plate quickly decreased, and soon there was only a little bit of soup left.

Passage Of One Party put the can of coffee on the table and jumped off the stool.

Looking at the startled Bombardment Scorch, who was staring at him blankly, he frowned and said, "Didn't you finish eating?

Let's go. "

"Where are we going?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to go to the hospital?"

Passage Of One Party turned his head and did not look at Bombardment Scorch's eyes that suddenly lit up with different colors. He picked up the bag full of canned coffee of the same brand and urged fiercely, "Hurry up!"

"Yes!" He responded loudly.

Bombardment Scorch quickly wiped his mouth with a tissue, climbed off the stool, and followed Passage Of One Party.

Looking at the Passage Of One Party walking in front of him, who was about the same size as him, or even thinner, Bombardment Scorch suddenly thought, "Did I make a friend?"

Struck by this thought, Bombardment Scorch's face, which had just returned to normal, quickly turned red again.

"Hey, are we friends?" He asked nervously.

"Ha, are you kidding me? I don't need friends," Passage Of One Party replied casually.

Visible to the naked eye, the red-haired child's mood dropped. He murmured in disappointment, "So, I still haven't made a friend."

Passage Of One Party was keenly aware of the red-haired child's low mood. He froze for a moment and quickly recalled what he had just said.

Passage Of One Party clicked his tongue in annoyance. He turned around and looked straight into Bombardment Scorch's different colored eyes. He reached out his hand and said, "Nice to meet you. My name is Passage Of One Party. Nice to meet you."

"That's right, right?"

Passage Of One Party thought uncomfortably.

Stunned for a moment, the red-haired child opened his bright eyes and reached out to shake Passage Of One Party's thin and pale hand. "I'm Bombardment Scorch. Nice to meet you."

Passage Of One Party quickly withdrew his hand after a light touch. He turned around and continued to lead the way. He said, "Now we're friends, okay?

Let's go. "

Bombardment Scorch shook his empty hand. It seemed like he could still feel the cool and delicate skin of his new friend.

The smile that had disappeared after 'that incident' reappeared on his face.

With one hand in his pocket and the other holding the plastic bag that reflected gravity, Passage Of One Party felt the happy atmosphere behind him.

Is he that happy?

That's Xiaogui.

Because the hospital address given by Bombardment Scorch was far from here, Passage Of One Party finally got on the tram with Bombardment Scorch. It took them nearly an hour to reach their destination.

Bombardment Scorch, who was one step closer to seeing his mother, couldn't help but want to run to the front desk and ask for his mother's ward number.

But Passage Of One Party grabbed his hand.

Faced with Bombardment Scorch's puzzled eyes, Passage Of One Party said casually, "Didn't you say before?

Your father won't let you and your siblings see your mother. Then … "

Passage Of One Party paused and signaled to the front desk with his eyes. "Your father must've said hello there."

Bombardment Scorch pursed his lips and showed a slightly panicked expression. He asked, "Then, then what should I do?"

"Sit down and wait."

Passage Of One Party pulled Bombardment Scorch to the waiting area in the hospital lobby. He sat the confused Bombardment Scorch down on the seat, then he sat down on the seat next to him and put the plastic bag next to him.

Then he took out his phone.

The mobile phones in this world were much more high-end than the mobile phones in Academy City, but the phone in his hand was given by Matsumoto Kiku. It could basically replace all the operations of a computer. At first, Passage Of One Party was not used to it, but with his brain that was known as the number one in Academy City, Passage Of One Party quickly mastered and used the mobile phones in this world.

"Number 315, Hong Leng."

Passage Of One Party quickly hacked into the hospital's registration system and found a patient with the same surname as Bombardment Scorch.

He turned his head and asked, "This is your mother, right?"

"Mm." Hong Jiao Leng's face was tense as he nodded.

When he first came to the hospital, the excitement of seeing his mother faded away and was replaced by an uneasy mood.

It was not because he was afraid of hurting his mother.

On the contrary, he was afraid that his appearance would bring harm to his mother.

The red-white-haired child followed Passage Of One Party to his mother's ward with such soft uneasiness.

"Hey, you can go in. After you see her, go home." Passage Of One Party said, "I have to go back early."

"Well, thank you, Passage Of One Party."

Bombardment Scorch smiled and waved his hand, hoping that he left a perfect farewell to his new friend.

Passage Of One Party froze for a moment, waved his hand stiffly, and turned around with a straight face.

Bombardment Scorch also turned around after saying goodbye, and summoned up the courage to open the door of the ward.

"Mom."

Passage Of One Party heard the red-white-haired child call softly and timidly.

What followed was not as calm as Passage Of One Party had imagined.

There was only a few seconds of stagnation.

"Ahhh!" A hysterical female voice rang out. "Get out!

Get out of here!

You devil! "

Then there was a crackling sound of things falling to the ground.

"I'm sorry." He heard the child, who had just shown a soft smile, choked with sobs, "Mom."

Bang.

It was the sound of the child being pushed out of the door and falling to the ground.

Bang!

It was the sound of the door of the ward that the child had worked so hard to find being slammed shut.

Hey, hey, this is different from what Xiaogui said. Passage Of One Party frowned and turned around. At that time, what he said was the script of the gentle and kind mother who accidentally spilled the water and felt guilty.

But he just took a few more steps, and what happened next had nothing to do with him.

The huge movement attracted the people arranged by Bombardment Scorch's father. Looking at the small figure quietly sobbing while hugging his knees in the middle of the tall bodyguards, Passage Of One Party clenched his fist, pursed his lips, and silently returned to Ken Chōriki.

"Oh, welcome back, Passage Of One Party -kun." Matsumoto Kiku played with her orange wavy hair and smiled.

"Didn't you say you wanted to buy coffee?

Is the brand you like sold out? "

"Ah?"

Passage Of One Party looked at his empty hands and was stunned for a moment. He seemed to have left the bag at the hospital.