Passive Inheritance System for All Occupations

"Temporary family?"

From behind the camera came Yuji's slightly puzzled voice, but she didn't ask any further questions, because she could clearly see the perplexed look on Chen Mo's face.

"Actually, there is nothing bad to say, but they are the people I have known for the longest time in this world, so for me, they are the closest people I have in this world, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are family members ..." Walking slowly to the door of his room, Chen Mo paused, and then said: "It's just that I will leave this world one day. This day will not be too close, but it will not be too far."

Having said that, he unlocked the door and entered his room.

next moment.

"Hey……"

It's hard to say what emotion it is, it's probably some exclamation mixed with surprise, Yuuki's voice made Chen Mo stop in his tracks.

"What, is my bedroom a mess?"

"No, it's not like this... It's better to say it's too neat, so it makes people a little... unbelievable."

Chen Mo's bedroom is in a minimalist style, with light gray wallpaper, a well-lit one-piece ceiling lamp, a black desk, a black bookshelf, a black square-shaped bed, a brown floor, brown curtains, and brown four-door doors. Wardrobe.

"What's unbelievable? I'm a man with strict self-discipline. It's normal to keep the bedroom clean and tidy, right?"

Sighing lightly, Chen Mo slowly walked around the room, so that Yuuki could see every detail clearly, when he passed the bookshelf, he was suddenly called to stop.

"Wait! Uncle, step back a little!"

Taking a step back, Chen Mo asked, "Is that so?"

"Go back a little more!"

So Chen Mo took another step back, this time Yuuki didn't make him continue to retreat, but let out a surprised cry.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Uncle! Uncle! My eyes are blurred? Isn't this some imitation handicraft?!"

The fourth row of the bookshelf, the second grid from left to right, has a mahogany base, and a gold-painted certificate stands there.

This is the certificate issued to him by the International Kendo Federation after he participated in the Kendo Competition some time ago and won. Of course, it is not an imitation handicraft.

Staring at the certificate, Chen Mo said flatly, "It's true."

"Wow! Uncle, how did you do it! Ninth stage of swordsmanship!"

Although Yuuki lived in the hospital for three full years, she still knew very well how difficult it is to obtain the [-]th Dan of Kendo, and how powerful this honor is.

"It's just some small things in the past..." Shaking his head, Chen Mo slowly told Youji about the kendo competition, and finally she shouted in surprise.

After visiting the room, Chen Mo took Yuki out again.

"Uncle, where are you taking me?" Yuuki couldn't help but questioned as today's schedule should have come to an end.

And Chen Mo's answer was only two words.

"Hospital."

What he was talking about, of course, was not the Yokohama Kohoku General Treatment Hospital where Yuuki was located, but another hospital in Tokyo.

At around eight o'clock in the evening, the Affiliated Hospital of the Institute of Medicine, University of Tokyo.

After filling out the identity registration form at the front desk and telling the name of the person to be visited, Chen Mo took Youji to the single intensive care unit of the neurology department on the fourth floor of the inpatient department.

"Here is where I want to take you."

Standing outside the door of the ward, the expression on Chen Mo's face sank slightly, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then raised his hand and pushed open the door.

"pat-"

With the sound of the ward door closing again, the voice-activated light automatically turned on. Chen Mo walked to the only bed in the ward, dimmed the slightly bright light in the automatic state by two levels, and then sat down in front of the bed. .

Under the soft light yellow light, the girl with long brown hair closed her eyes slightly, and the sound of her delicate breathing together with the voice of life support sounded subtly. Although a year has passed since then, the air in the ward still seems to be still The moment when the girl first lived here.

"Her name is Yuna... Shigemura Yuuna." Sitting in front of the hospital bed, Chen Mo reached out to brush the broken hair on the girl's forehead.

"Hair is growing again, Yuna."

Yuuki didn't speak, she just quietly watched Chen Mo arranging the long hair of the girl on the hospital bed, the camera focused on his plain smiling face, without moving for a long time.

After staying in the ward for a while, Chen Mo got up to leave, and it wasn't until he walked out of the ward that he heard Youji's questioning voice.

"What's wrong with her...?"

"It's a vegetable."

Chen Mo leaned back on the cold tiles in the corridor of the inpatient department, reached out his hand to feel in his arms, took out the cigarette case, and popped a cigarette out of it. Just as he was about to light it, he remembered that this is a no-smoking area, so he had no choice but to give up. With a cigarette holder in his mouth, he raised his head and stared at the white energy-saving lamp at the top of the corridor, feeling a rare sense of peace in his heart.

To be precise, every time he came here, after seeing the girl lying on the hospital bed who seemed to be sleeping peacefully, he would feel a sense of peace from his heart.

At the beginning, it was just a little bit of guilt, a little bit of remorse, and a sense of responsibility for the attachment to him that the girl showed in SAO. Gradually, as time went by, whether it was Be it guilt, remorse, or sense of responsibility, all have become indifferent, replaced by another emotion in his heart.

obsession.

The obsession to make the girl stand up from that hospital bed.

"She must be very important to you, right?" Yuuki's slightly depressed voice came from the other end of the camera.

Chen Mo didn't hide anything, nodded and said, "Well, it's very important."

"I really envy her..."

envious……