In a clean and tidy room in St. Freya Hospital, a black-haired young man lay quietly on the only hospital bed.
From his appearance, the young man's complexion was rosy, with no sign of abnormality. But his tightly closed eyes and the IV needle in the back of his hand indicated that things were not so simple.
Suddenly, a few crisp knocks came from outside the hospital room. A few seconds later, probably realizing that no one would answer this visit, the knocker finally opened the door.
A girl with pink, shoulder-length hair skillfully pushed the door open and walked in, her gaze quickly scanning the room.
Seeing that the person on the bed was no different from a few days ago, the girl sighed softly, not knowing whether to be disappointed or relieved.
Although this person's condition was not too bad now, he always remained in this state, neither getting better nor worse.
Although this result might not be a good thing for an ordinary person, considering what this person had done, it was not an unacceptable outcome.
"Really... so reckless!"
After a soft sigh, the girl collected her wandering thoughts, carefully and meticulously changed the flowers in the vase, and also pulled open the curtains halfway, letting the summer sun disperse the slight chill in the room.
After a final glance at the still-unconscious young man on the bed, the girl sighed helplessly, sat down by the bed, and took out the copy of "The Developmental History of Schicksal VII" she was carrying to read seriously.
The golden sunlight fell on a corner of the book's page, and a quiet and peaceful atmosphere enveloped the small room.
But before long, this tranquility was once again broken by a knock on the door.
Gently closing the book, the girl slowly stood up, secretly guessing who the visitor might be this time.
Would it be that loud, white-haired little girl, or that quiet, long-black-haired girl, or perhaps that expressionless little loli?
The door opened, revealing a calm and serene face.
"Class Monitor... milady?"
Looking at the familiar blue uniform, the girl's mouth opened slightly, and she called out in some surprise.
"Mm," the visitor responded softly, pushing up the red glasses on her nose and adding in her usual serious tone, "Strictly speaking, we are not students in the same class. In fact, you haven't even officially enrolled yet. Therefore, you don't need to call me Class Monitor. Miss Hiyokumaru."
"Alright, Lady Fu Hua."
Hiyokumaru took a few steps back, revealing the scene inside the hospital room, and answered somewhat timidly.
"Don't worry, I don't mean to blame you, it's just to be more precise."
Seeing the girl's body tremble, Fu Hua sighed, shook her head gently, and said reassuringly.
"I understand."
Hiyokumaru nodded, indicating that she understood.
Although she said this, she still unconsciously leaned closer to the young man on the bed, increasing the distance between herself and Fu Hua.
Glancing at Hiyokumaru's small movements, Fu Hua sighed inwardly. Was she really that scary?
Shaking her head secretly, she stopped dwelling on it and turned her gaze to the young man on the bed, asking, "He still hasn't woken up?"
"No. According to the doctors, his body fully recovered five days ago. But for some reason, he shows no signs of waking up."
Looking at the young man on the bed, Hiyokumaru lowered her eyelids and said softly.
"But Lady Fu Hua, why did you think of visiting Big Bro Yu?" Seeing Fu Hua's gaze turn towards her, carrying a faint hint of scrutiny, Hiyokumaru quickly explained, "It's just that there have been very few visitors lately, so I was a bit curious. If it's not convenient to say..."
"There's nothing inconvenient about it," Fu Hua said calmly, shaking her head. "After all, I am at least the acting martial arts instructor. This can be considered as care from a senior."
"Is that so..." Hiyokumaru pursed her lips and said softly.
It was a very reasonable reason, hard to refute. But, since the patient had not yet woken up, how was the visitor supposed to express their concern?
After looking at Fu Hua a few more times, Hiyokumaru secretly shook her head. No matter what, she had not felt any malice from this person so far.
Perhaps, this was really a very normal visit?
As she was thinking, she suddenly heard a slightly surprised shout.
"Look, he seems to be waking up?"
Hearing this, Hiyokumaru also quickly looked in the direction the speaker was pointing, only to see that the fluctuations displayed on the nearby instrument had indeed changed.
"You go get the doctor, I'll watch him here first," Fu Hua said urgently, before she could think too much.
"Okay, right." After a simple agreement, Hiyokumaru immediately ran out of the hospital room.
Seeing the girl's figure disappear at the door, Fu Hua let out a long sigh of relief, and the red light in her eyes also slowly faded, returning to their original color.
This shouldn't be too much, right?
With some guilt, she withdrew her gaze and looked again at the young man before her, her expression becoming complicated.
Strictly speaking, the young man was not her disciple, and she shouldn't have gone this far for him.
But…
Sighing, she quickly made a decision, her gaze becoming firm again.
She was not an indecisive person to begin with, and this was not something that required much deliberation, so making a judgment was not that difficult.
So be it. Let me see what you are struggling with.
Fu Hua's eyes opened slightly, their color turning blood-red once again.
At the same time, a few red feathers floated in the air, slowly burning in the sunlight.
…
In the Principal's office, Theresa quickly scanned the report in her hand and asked faintly, "That guy still hasn't woken up?"
"How could it be so fast?" Himeko rolled her eyes at the petite Principal and said in annoyance, "Although his body is fine, his mental state hasn't shown any signs of improvement. The shock must have been too great. After all, what happened..."
"When he can wake up, only he himself knows," Himeko added at the end.
"Is that so? But it's been half a month!" The Principal looked up at the high ceiling and sighed a long sigh.
"Instead of worrying about that, you should think about how to arrange for him in the future. After all, the commotion this time was not small, it was an Emperor-class!" After drinking her beer, Himeko calmly threw a difficult problem at Theresa. "But I really didn't expect him to have such power."
"Of course. After all, that's a weapon named after a god!" Theresa nodded in agreement, not finding it surprising at all.
After thinking for a moment, the Principal asked seriously, "Have all traces on the battlefield been cleaned up?"
"Of course, I bombarded the entire battlefield with cannons. And my Squad 5 is very tight-lipped."
Thinking of those black Honkai Beasts, Himeko also answered with lingering fear. After all, in terms of sheer output, that person had almost swept the entire battlefield.
"Then isn't it simple? Squad 5 arrived in time, rescued the survivors of Squad 16, and the A-rank Valkyrie Murata Himeko used the Nexus armor to kill the newly born Emperor-class Honkai Beast!"
With a small fist pounding on the table, the Principal set the final tone for this mission.