Wednesday, August 27th.

The weather is deep, and looking around, the sky is covered with thick, low black clouds.

Last night, it rained lightly in Gifu.

It was almost dawn that the light rain stopped.

In the deep mountains after the rain, the air was particularly fresh. Although it was rainy, Emiya's heart was very good.

If the only thing that feels a little bad is that it's so painful...

"Senior, please take this umbrella. What if it rains again when you arrive in Kyoto?"

When seeing off, Ji Tongying handed over a light gray umbrella.

Emiya looked at the weather forecast last night. It shouldn't be raining near Kyoto within at least three days. I wanted to refuse, but when I thought about the weather, anyone could tell me it correctly? So I took the umbrella again.

"After the light rain, the weather will get colder. Emiya, when you go to Kyoto, remember to add some clothes. These are the ones you least pay attention to."

Tosaka Rin looked up at the sky, as if she remembered something, and her azure eyes were placed on the Uyami again, and she spoke to remind her.

Emiya smiled and nodded: "When it rained last night, I prepared an extra coat to deal with these days, which is more than enough."

"Just have a clear mind in your heart."

Under the concern of everyone, Emiya and Barcelona embarked on a three-day trip to Kyoto.

About ten o'clock in the morning.

The two finally arrived in Kyoto City.

Emiya drove a car specifically for carrying Barcelona and found a place where he could temporarily park his car. Then he took out his cell phone and prepared to ask Mr. Hirano about his residence.

Back to this familiar city, Barcelona's performance has changed significantly.

He no longer looked outside the sky, which belonged to Kyoto alone, but used his light golden eyes to confirm the place where he had lived over the years.

"Um!"

The bright sunshine in Kyoto City shines on Barcelona. Emiya, who is dialing out Mr. Hirano's phone number, looks at this scene and smiles.

“Barsaka.”

"Um?"

"Hey~ nothing."

Emiya smiled slightly.

I believe Mr. Hirano will definitely be very happy after seeing Barcelona.

In that case, the disease may be cured faster.

Because he was officially in mind, and was afraid that Mr. Hirano would stop him and Barcelona from going to Kyoto, this time, Emiya did not notify Mr. Hirano in advance, and he quietly waited until he arrived in Kyoto before calling.

After more than ten seconds, the phone was finally answered.

"Hey? Is it Mr. Hirano?"

"Um."

Hearing the response from the other side, Emiya was suddenly stunned.

It was not the old voice I was familiar with before, but the dull response from a middle-aged man.

"Hello, what I'm looking for is Shinnosuke Hirano, an old man about seventy years old..."

The other party was silent for a long time before whispering: "I am Takataro Hirano. What's wrong with finding my father?

Emiya frowned and suddenly felt uneasy in her heart.

Not to mention why Mr. Hirano's phone call was with his son, he could always feel a deep feeling of fatigue from the other party's tone.

The Emiya Sushi and his purpose of coming.

After hearing Barsaka's name, Hirano Takataro's obedience obviously changed, but he didn't say much. He just hesitated for a moment and told Emiya the hospital address, and then quickly hung up the phone.

The air suddenly became a little stagnant for some reason.

Emiya opened the car window.

The sky is clear and the outline of the city is clearly visible in the bright sunshine.

"Um?"

"Sorry, Barsaka, I've been waiting for you for a long time. Let's go see Mr. Hirano now."

After Emiya turned his head and smiled with a reassuring smile, he started the car again and headed all the way to the hospital.

Barsaka, sitting in the back of the car, kept staring at Emiya's back and never cared about the city view passing by outside the car window.

Yamauchi Akisen Hospital.

This medium-sized private hospital in Kyoto welcomed two very special visitors today.

The nurse at the front desk looked at the burly giant standing in front of him, two meters tall, like an iron tower, and his hands holding the pen were trembling slightly.

She tried her best to show a standard smile, quickly moved her eyes away from the giant, and fell to the young man next to her who looked very well-known.

"Hello, is there anything that can help you?"

"How many rooms are Mr. Shinnosuke Hirano?"

"Please wait a moment, I'll look for it first."

The nurse looked through the past records and quickly found the ward.

“Three floor, room 302.”

After Emiya threw down a 'Thank you', he walked slowly to the third floor with the attention of everyone in the hall.

Whether in the past or present life, the Upper Palace doesn’t like to stay in the hospital. Not to mention that it is filled with disinfectant water, mixed with other drugs, and the pungent smell of mixed together.

Just talking about the joys and sorrows that happen here always makes people unable to calm down, and they are worried about what will happen in the next moment from time to time.

I remember when I was a child, when I was watching TV series, the attending doctor said, "We did our best...", whether it was the doctor himself or the relatives standing in the corridor, they would feel extremely sad, and some would even cry loudly.

Yes, overall.

In Emiya's eyes, this is a place of sadness.

He hopes that every person he knows who he likes and is always happy will be safe and safe for the rest of his life and will not be affected by illness and troubles.

That's why the Ushimian prayed to the gods greedily during the Gion Festival.

Unfortunately, the god seemed to have not heard his prayers.

"I've been disturbed."

Walking through the white corridor, Emiya knocked on Mr. Hirano's ward.

A slight sound of footsteps came from inside soon.

The door opens.

A middle-aged man who looked at a little vicissitudes showed half of his body. His eyes were full of fatigue and decadence, and then he glanced at Barsaka behind the Emiya.

Emiya was about to say something, but the middle-aged man shook his head.

"My father just fell asleep, so if you have something to do, let's talk about it when he wakes up."

As he said that, the middle-aged man made way.

Emiya listened to the familiar voice, and the two of them didn't have to introduce themselves meaninglessly.

So at the reminder of Takataro Hirano, Emiya immediately shut up and walked into the ward with Barsaka with gentle steps.

Inside is a clean and tidy double ward, with a stretchable blue barrier between sickness and sickness.

After crossing the empty sickness near the door, the three of them walked inside.

Next to the window, the sun shines on a corner of the disease.

Emiya and Barsaka finally saw the old man lying on a blue and white disease.

I haven't seen each other for only a month, but the old man's complexion feels more than several times worse than before.

at this time.

During the period when the Ushi was a little dizzy, Barsaka walked quietly before the illness, and no longer had any other moves. She just stayed there quietly, like a stone statue protecting the old man.

Emiya suddenly felt a little sour.

How many more times can Mr. Hirano and Barsaka get together like this?

He looked back at Takataro Hirano.

Takataro Hirano understood what Emiya’s eyes meant and walked out of the ward first.

When you reach the corner of the stairs.

The middle-aged man with a decadent temperament subconsciously took out a pack of cigarettes from his bag. When he was about to draw out one of them, his fingers suddenly paused, as if he remembered something, which was where this place was, and quickly took the cigarette back.

"Feel sorry."
To be continued...