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Take a deep breath—the consciousness slowly wakes up.

Wuyue seemed to hear the voices of children laughing and laughing.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and the strange ceiling came into his eyes.There were hanging needles on the back of her hand, and her arms were tightly bound with bandages, like a mummy.

It's like a hospital here.The hospital beds on both sides are empty, only May is alone.

... Has she returned to Heisei yet?

"You finally woke up."

With a gentle smile as usual, Die Die walked to the hospital bed, checked her pulse, and nodded in satisfaction.

"It seems that you are recovering well."

Seeing Butterfly Ninja's uniform, Wu Yue knew it.She is still in Taisho.

This fact didn't make her feel so disappointed, but the expectation in her heart sank involuntarily, making her not want to speak.

"Mr. Tomioka brought you here." Butterfly endured and sat down beside the bed, "There is blood all over your body, I thought you were a little blood man. It's great to be able to survive."

"Well... thank you."

Being tightly bound by bandages, she could only nod her head stiffly, and her voice was slightly hoarse.But she wasn't thinking about hurting—she was thinking about something else.

"That..." Hesitating, she asked, "Is there anyone alive?"

Butterfly endured for a while and understood what she was talking about, and replied with a smile: "Yes. The three young people survived."

May's heart sank even deeper in an instant.She stared blankly at the ceiling, the words of Butterfly Shinobi kept circling in her brain.

"Only three..."

"Don't say that. It should be, as many as three." Butterfly smiled at her, "You did a good job. I heard that ghost is very difficult to deal with."

May didn't say anything.She knew she was a failure.

Silently staring at the dripping of glucose in the saline bottle, Wuyue tore off the needle buried in the blood vessel, turned over and got out of bed.

"I'd better go back." She twitched the corners of her mouth clumsily, and said embarrassedly, "I'm really not used to lying on the hospital bed so leisurely..."

"Although it is true that you are out of danger of life now, do you really not want to continue to take a rest?"

Butterfly tried to keep her for a while longer, but May had already made up her mind.

"I think it's better to go back, I'm fine now." She bowed to Die Die, "I'm so sorry for bothering you for so long—thank you for your treatment. Really, thank you very, very much."

Hearing what she said, Die Die Ren stopped holding her back, brought her a few bottles of anti-inflammatory medicine, and helped her all the way to the door.

"Be careful on the road."

"Well... Goodbye, Miss Shinobu."

With bandages all over his body, the extremely simple task of walking has become extremely difficult.Wuyue walked forward with stiff legs, and there was no place all over her body that was not painful.

But this would allow her to ignore the most painful abdominal wound, which might be a good thing.

Stopping at the intersection, she suddenly hesitated.

She told Butterfly Shinobu that she was going back...but where could she go back?There was nowhere to go - she never had a home.

The hands are empty.Be it the past or life, nothing can be grasped.

There was a chill.She really wanted to hug her body, but her arms wrapped in bandages couldn't be bent, so she had to give up the idea.

The closest one should be the Giyuu family.She probably had to go there for now.

Intuitively, she touched the door of Tomioka's house.I got lost for a while on the way, and it was already dusk when she arrived.

Gently pushed the door open, but there was no one at home.Wu Yue thought that Yiyong probably went out on something.I don't know when I can come back.

May went straight to the dojo.The familiar smell reassured her for a while.She took out the wooden knife from the knife holder, and swung it twice decently, but her arm hurt so badly that she couldn't make any coherent movements.

"Ugh……"

She put down the wooden knife and sat down herself.She was very tired from walking all the way, and she wanted to sit and rest for a while.

Resting and resting, she accidentally fell asleep.

The hard wooden floor of the gymnasium was really not a comfortable bed, and she didn't sleep well, her consciousness was wandering on the edge of sobriety and chaos, and it took a long time to wake up.

Enduring the pain, Wuyue struggled to get up, and the thin quilt fell to the ground.She froze for a moment, not knowing when the quilt was put on her body.

"woke up?"

Jiyong's voice came from beside him.

At some point, he was already sitting beside her.

Wu Yue hurriedly sat upright, secretly looked at Yi Yong, and muttered in a low voice: "Uh...you're back?"

"Yeah." Yi Yong lowered his eyes to look at her, with a faint moonlight reflected in his eyes, "How is your body?"

"It's good. Miss Shinobi said it's all right." Feeling a little cold, Wuyue wrapped herself in the quilt and buried her face in it, her voice sounded muffled, "She told me that you put me Rescued. Thank you."

"You don't have to thank me. I am also responsible for what you are like now. If I had come faster, you would not have been injured so badly." Yi Yong paused before saying, "But you did a good job. "

His words pierced into Wuyue's heart, like a sharp thorn piercing in, making her tremble with pain.

She buried herself deeper, hating to be seen by anyone.Giyuu heard her sigh.

"Miss Shinobu also said that I did a good job, but I feel bad about myself. I could have saved more people..."

She looked at her pale fingertips.He was talking about the ghost of thorns, but his mind had already wandered elsewhere.

No matter what you say or think, everything is not good.

She dropped her hand.

"Also, when I was fighting that ghost, I didn't use much breathing."

The one that bursts the thorns is the fifth form of breath of thunder, and the form of breath of water is used to behead the evil spirit.It took a total of two times.

The rest of the attacks were all just swinging knives according to instinct and old habits.She remembers the general swordsmanship moves too deeply, so deep that even if she has learned the breathing method now, she will still use the former unconsciously in the most panicked situation.

"It feels like you have taught me all kinds of mathematical formulas, but I completely forgot about the sky, and started to do the problems with addition, subtraction, multiplication and division. All the brain cells are dead to calculate the correct answer. Ah... I think I am such a rubbish."

"Um……"

Giyuu didn't understand at all.

Barely making a guess, he felt that Wuyue probably fell into self-blame for his incompetence.

This kind of mood is actually very normal, and he once had such pain.

...But how did he slow down at that time?Can't remember.

He glanced at May.But her face was completely buried in the quilt, and she couldn't see what kind of expression she had now, and Yiyong couldn't judge her current state.

If the mentality of self-blame cannot be corrected, it will definitely lead to danger over time.But Yiyong really didn't know what to say.

He hit a bottleneck, but fortunately May figured it out quickly.

Lifting the quilt, she poked her head out.

"Although I learned the breath of water very quickly, in fact, I just learned the general idea, and I went to learn the breath of thunder before I was proficient. The breath of thunder is the same, I just learned it in a whole way— ——I'm not used to using the breathing method at all." She looked up at Yiyong, although she was a little timid, but she still expected him to give an answer, "This is really not good, are you right, Mr. Yiyong?"

"Ah."

"Originally, I was planning to go to Mr. Kuwashima's place to continue learning the Breath of Thunder, at least to learn the Six Types—that's what I planned. But now I want to put this matter aside."

"Oh?"

May quickly folded the quilt.The hesitation in the words disappeared without a trace, leaving only firmness.

"I'm your stepson, so I have to get into water breathing well. I need more practice -- keep practicing until every move is etched into my bone marrow, so that everything becomes instinctive So far." She clenched her fists tightly, the tense muscles made the wound throb slightly, but she didn't care, "Do you think this is okay, Mr. Yiyong?"

Yi Yong nodded: "It's good to have such a determination."

His words finally relieved some of the burden on his heart, but May still couldn't easily smile.She also knew that these complicated thoughts entangled in her heart could not disappear easily, so she could only try to empty her mind and not let herself think any more.

"By the way, I should tell Mr. Sang Dao about this decision. When I left his house, I told him that I would come back." She sat up, "write a letter, don't make him wait in vain Me. By the way, write a letter to Shanyi too."

"You want to write a letter?" Yi Yong suddenly became alert, and quickly pressed her hand, "Let me write it for you."

Wu Yue froze for a moment, but she quickly came back to her senses, and her eyes were instantly filled with surprise.

ah!She feels it!This is Mr. Yiyong's concern!

Mr. Yiyong must know that her hands are injured and it is inconvenient to write, so he offered to help, right?

right!No!right!

"Your handwriting is really ugly. It's okay to write it to me, but don't let Mr. Sangdao laugh."

Seeing Yiyong's frown, Wuyue knew that she was being passionate.She wiped away her bitter tears and nodded helplessly.

"Then trouble you..."

"I know you're anxious, but you can't start practicing yet." Yiyong put the wooden knife away, and nagged at her again, "It's something only a fool would do to be brave when your body hasn't fully recovered."

Take a good rest for a period of time, and it's never too late to practice.With May's determination and ability, it won't take long to catch up with this blank day.

"I understand……"

Suffering two consecutive verbal assaults from Yiyong within a few minutes, Wu Yue felt bad.She desperately needs something to eat to comfort herself now - otherwise she will really be overwhelmed.

"Mr. Yiyong, are you hungry?"

"Not too hungry."

"Then let's make red bean soup."

"it is good."

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