CLOSE FOR ROUTINE TREATMENT DAY
A holographic cross with the font Helvetica welcomed them again. Behind the bar, the gate that served as the entrance to the national park of Cirillo city, which he only found out about today had it not been for Edward who took him here, was also closed, as were the fifteen places they had visited. His lips pursed, holding back indignation, cursing whoever was the one who created that damn routine daycare. After his plan to spend time on the ice skating rink failed because they didn't make a reservation before coming to the rink (and he forgot if he had to), Edward took the initiative to take him to various places, which might be still open during the day. The results are clear, impossible.
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Verdict continued to put on a strange face as soon as he was released from the hospital the next day. He looked at Raymond as if there was something he needed to explain in as much detail as possible. He dodged, trying to avoid Verdict's gaze which was getting more and more piercing, making him feel even more uncomfortable about it. The fact that Verdict's recovery process was too fast was enough to surprise the doctor who handled him, because even if he used the latest technology and medical knowledge, Verdict should have been in a coma for up to two months, then continued with the rehabilitation process that Verdict had to undergo until his body recovered to normal. He, who knew Verdict's monster recovery ability from the start, was not at all surprised to see Verdict fully recovered. Without a trace.But not the doctor who h
As soon as they arrived in front of the Umberbridge residence, Verdict immediately got out of the car and ran over to the girl when he saw Amanda, who was waiting for him at the front entrance with Thyme who seemed anxious awaiting his arrival,He did not give Amanda a chance at all, who was shocked because she was hugged tightly by a man who was now officially become her boyfriend.'I miss you.'That was the first word that rushed across the Verdict's lips after looking at the girl whose face looked blushing violently after hearing that. The man smiled, slightly lowered his head so he could see his girlfriend's face, laughing softly.
Raymond walked out of the bathroom in the guest room that Thyme's maid had tidied up a few hours ago, along with the hot steam that had come out with him, spreading across the room. The tiredness he felt earlier disappeared instantly after he had soaked in hot water for a long time. Dressed in a white bathrobe, she walked over to her wardrobe while drying her wet hair, using a towel hanging from her shoulders. He found Hazel sleeping on the king-size bed, looking exhausted, making her stop her from drying her hair with a hairdryer and returning to using the towel. He did not want to bother Hazel. He looked at Hazel, who was wearing the clothes he lent her after the woman's clothes were damaged by the fight. Fortunately, at the beginning he worked here, he left some clothes in this place, in case he suddenly had to stay at this place so he did not have to bother thinking about changing clothes. Moreover, he finally was able to see Hazel wearing his clothes that
'The wound is not bad. No serious internal injuries. She only has a small amount of internal bleeding, which will heal within a few days. I will prescribe pain relievers and anti-drowsiness antibiotics, according to your request' said the doctor, who finished examining Hazel's condition, putting his doctor's equipment back in the black tote bag placed beside the nightstand. 'Thanks,' Hazel said, yawning again. Her eyes were half-closed when she said it. 'Can I sleep again?' 'Of course,' said the man, who was at the door of the room, then disappeared along with Thyme. Leave the three of them in the room. 'What are you doing here?' Hazel gave Edward a sneering look, seeming to dislike the man standing next to Raymond. It seemed the woman's sleepiness had completely disappeared instantly. 'Want to show off?' 'How do you know?' Edward seemed relaxed in response to Hazel's sarcasm, who now folded
Raymond opened his eyes to find Hazel and Edward staring at him from such a close distance that surprise him. His sleepiness immediately disappeared when he saw the two people he really wanted to avoid now seemed relieved to see him awake. 'How was your feeling? Still uncomfortable?' 'Uncomfortable? What are you talking about? I'm fine,' Raymond was confused about Hazel's question, which should have been his question. Compared to him, Hazel's condition was much worse. Just a second. He had no recollection of falling asleep in bed. As he remembered, he just walked into the room and was about to go to the chair in front of the bed so Hazel could still use the bed to rest. Then why was he on the bed instead, while Hazel and Edward sat beside him? 'You said what? You're fine?' Hazel snorted in annoyance, moving her face away from Raymond
It was morning when he opened his eyes. Beside him, he saw Edward lying down, still in the same clothes, smiling softly at him? 'Already up?' He nodded, then looked down as the man kissed his forehead, then got out of bed. 'Hazel told me. Verdict has been found the traitors.' Reluctantly, he gave a big yawn, then caught up with Edward. 'Then? Any updates?' 'We're still waiting for you about the next plan,' Edward walked toward the wardrobe, then applied the jacket that the man had stored in the closet yesterday on him. 'That's right,' he caught his jacket, looked at the jacket. His body is much better than yesterday. 'But, you also joining us?
After smoking, Thyme called him to the dungeon. There he saw Thyme and Verdict standing in front of one of the detention cells where the two men Verdict had found. 'I thought it would be much longer,' Thyme's hands crossed as soon as he saw her, said sarcastically, pointing at Verdict. 'I don't know, how much longer can it take to face this person.' 'That should be my line, Shortie!' This time Thyme was not hooked, still showing their usual calm expression, ignoring Verdict, who refrained from hitting them. 'Ready? We'll ask them one more time.' Very quickly they adapted to Verdict's childish attitude, Raymond muttered to himself. Even he sometimes gets angry with each other every time he faced Verdict. 'Yes, I understand. Do you want to open the door immediately?' Raymond approached the white sm
Raymond knocked on Hazel's door. As soon as it opened, she saw the figure of Edward, who frowned at his arrival, telling him to enter.'Why are you here?' Edward walked ahead of him, stroking the nape of his neck back onto Hazel's bed, which was full of pieces of strange things he did not recognize. Raymond closed the door slowly, following Edward and Hazel, who were busy with their business again.'Seeing you, Ed. Can't I?'The man's hand, who was assembling the components-whatever-it-was, suddenly stopped, as did Hazel, who averted her eyes from her laptop screen.