Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Bombardment Scorch never thought that he would be the last person to know about this.

Andwar didn't think too much when he suddenly received a phone call and went out.

He was even thankful for this phone call, which saved him from this morning's storm-like training.

But until he noticed something strange from his brother and sister's hesitant expression, he saw the news that had already begun to flood the screen.

The TV was broadcasting the news, it was about this morning's kidnapping case.

On the screen, a gray-haired girl covered in blood was carried on a stretcher, coupled with the words "seriously injured, not out of danger", it was even more shocking.

Bombardment Scorch tried to change the channel so that Bombardment Scorch wouldn't see this bloody scene, but the moment she touched the remote control, she found that it was frozen and couldn't be operated.

Bombardment Scorch stopped the channel change and stared at the injured person on the screen.

Although the face was blurred and couldn't be seen clearly, he could still recognize this incomparably familiar figure.

Is that her?

Suddenly, he wasn't so sure.

Or rather, he didn't dare to imagine that the person was her.

Just when he was trying to hypnotize himself with the words "this person can't be Kanai", his phone suddenly rang.

It was that person calling.

Yes, that person in the morning received a commission, it was this incident.

Bombardment Scorch hurriedly picked up the phone.

"Go to my study and take out my wallet.

I'll be home soon. "It was still the same incomparably familiar commanding tone.

"Ok."

Bombardment Scorch answered, but was afraid that Andwar would immediately hang up, so he hurriedly added: "Wait a minute!"

"Ok?" Andwar responded impatiently.

"… The injured girl." He heard his own voice trembling, "Is she Kanna Tomosuke?"

"…" There was a silence on the other side.

Bombardment Scorch felt his heart slowly sink – he already knew the answer.

"Don't ask so much." Andwar finally broke the silence.

"I'm almost home, put the wallet at the door – I'll take it and leave."

On the way to Andwar's study to get the wallet, Bombardment Scorch felt like he was dreaming.

He carried out his movements mechanically, his mind was numb.

That was Kanai.

That was really Kanai.

Kanai's dark gray almond eyes and her fluffy gray bun hair appeared in his mind.

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But in the next second, the warm picture was suddenly covered with blood.

He thought again, the images broadcast on the news.

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The picture was full of blood. Blood everywhere.

There was no time to care about the unknown personality that the media speculated about. In front of his eyes, there was only the scarlet that was still dazzling even though it was covered with thick mosaics.

They said that her injuries were too serious, and the doctor determined that she might become disabled.

They said that her eyes were burned by the laser and she might lose her sight.

They said, they said, they said …

Stop!

Please, stop!

Don't say anymore!

Bombardment Scorch couldn't help but clench his fists.

Just how many injuries did Kanna have to suffer for it to be enough!?

Just listening to it was enough to feel the suffocating pain.

And as the one who experienced it, what kind of pain did she experience? Disability?

Blindness?

How many jokes did fate have to play on her before it was willing to give up?!

… It was just going to the aquarium.

How did things turn out like this?

He couldn't figure out how this seemingly ordinary trip could turn into such a nightmare.

The picture on the TV was still flashing, and the information of the three gangsters was being played below.

Whole body lizard?

Hand as a blade?

Laser blindness?

… The personalities of these people, in his opinion, weren't very strong.

… But for Kanai.

She had no personality.

Did she defeat those gangsters in such a situation?

How did she do it?

Was that the reason why she was so badly injured?

… To protect those children?

… How is she now?

Countless questions were spinning in his mind.

… If, if only I was there at that time.

Suddenly, such a thought came to his mind.

His worry was covered by a stronger sense of guilt and self-blame, which made him more and more uneasy.

If only he didn't stand up Kanai.

Could it be that all of this didn't have to happen?

If he was there, how could those gangsters hurt Kanai like this?

If only …

… But there were no ifs in reality.

It was all his fault.

If Kanai had suffered because of this … Bombardment Scorch shuddered.

No, he couldn't think like that.

There was the sound of the door being unlocked.

Andwar came back.

"Scorching And Freezing, did you bring the wallet?" As soon as he opened the door, he asked.

Bombardment Scorch handed over the wallet and looked at his father's figure leaving in a hurry. Suddenly, a guess floated in his mind.

"Are you going to the hospital now?" He couldn't help but ask.

There was silence again.

"… Are you going to see … Kanai?" Although he was almost certain of the answer, he still spoke with difficulty.

"Don't ask so much." It was the same answer.

"I want to go too."

"No."

"Why!" Bombardment Scorch couldn't help but raise his voice.

"She's my friend!

If it weren't for me … she wouldn't have — "

"This has nothing to do with you." Andwar forcefully interrupted him.

In Bombardment Scorch's eyes, his expression was almost cold, "I didn't want you to go. Don't think so much.

Stay at home and wait for me to come back. "

"But!" Bombardment Scorch still wanted to say something, but he was forced to retreat by Andwar's cold and stern gaze.

"Don't make me say it again.

Stay at home, I'll be back soon. "

The door slammed shut in front of his eyes.

Bombardment Scorch stood in the same place, completely oblivious to his brother and sister's worried calls.

He lowered his head, clenched his fists, and his chest rose and fell rapidly.

It was the same feeling again — the feeling of being oppressed and restrained to the point of suffocation.

He still remembered that at that time, he had also asked the friends who had invited him to go out to play where they had gone.

And how did that person answer?

"Don't ask so much.

Go and train. "

So, it wasn't until an accident that he learned that that person had already talked to the children gathered at the door, and after that, those friends dispersed and never came to find him again.

He was afraid of their cold gazes — because he didn't know what that person had said to his friends — so he chose to be alone from then on.

He still remembered that at that time, he had cried and asked that person where his mother had gone.

And how did that person answer?

"Don't ask so much.

Go and train. "

So, it was a long time later that he learned that his mother had actually been sent to a place that was called a sanatorium, but was actually a mental hospital.

He was afraid that his mother would blame him — if he hadn't provoked his mother, she wouldn't have been sent to such a place — so he didn't dare to visit her for so many years.

And now.

He was worried about the safety of his friends, but once again, he was blocked by such ridiculous words.

It had nothing to do with him?

How could it be — as long as he kept his promise, none of this would have happened.

Once again, the scene of Kanna reaching out her hand to him amidst a raging inferno flashed before his eyes during the bullying incident back in elementary school.

The moment she saw him, her eyes were so bright — her pupils were filled with his image.

That was the first time he truly felt that the personality he had trained for so long was not just a product of a nightmare — it could really make him, who was always alone, become the hope of others.

But this time.

Kanai didn't wait for her hero.

"This time, you are Kanai's hero." Kanai's father said to him.

But this time, when she was besieged by three gangsters, scarred and struggling desperately — her hero was at home, and he was even thanking the call for help that was stained with her blood!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel suffocated.

Ignoring his brother's call, he rushed into his room.

He curled up behind the door of the room, feeling that he was about to be drowned by self-blame and guilt.

…

On the way to the hospital, Andwar suddenly received a phone call.

"Mr. Hong, hello ~" A middle-aged man's voice came from the other side of the phone.

The voice sounded a little lazy and cynical.

"Phantom Doctor?!" Andwar was very surprised.

"Why did you suddenly call … could it be —"

He suddenly thought of the identity of the person who called and had a rough guess in his heart.

"That's right."

The man who was referred to as' Doctor Fantasy 'became slightly more serious. "You're the one who saved the girl who was all over the news, right?"

"I participated, yes.

But — "… But haven't you been out of clinical medicine for a few years?!

Andwar criticized in his heart.

"Although I haven't worked in the hospital for five years, I haven't stopped my neurologic-related research for a day — those doctors should have no way to treat this girl, right?"

"Why don't you let me try?"

The man's voice had a confident smile. "Although it's an experimental treatment, it's much better than being permanently disabled, right?"

Andwar pondered for a moment.

Indeed, Dreamland was one of the world's top neuroscientists. If he said that such an injury could be cured, then he must be confident.

But —

"… I'll ask her parents for their opinion," he said cautiously.

After all, he wasn't Kanna Tomosuke's parents, so there was no reason for him to make a decision for them.

"That's great, thank you Mr. Hom ~" Dreamland said in a good mood.

"Oh, by the way, don't forget to help me tell them — the experimental treatment is free!

Also, neurological injuries can't wait. If you decide, please try to send the girl to our institution within 24 hours — otherwise, the treatment won't be as effective. "

"And after the treatment, we'll cover all the rehabilitation training for free — please remember to tell them all this!"

His tone was quite enthusiastic, and he didn't sound like a doctor at all, but more like a salesman.

Andwar listened speechlessly.

Who would have thought that such a famous person in the scientific and medical world would turn out to be such an unreliable guy?

But it was this person who created one miracle after another.

Even he — a familiar, hearty smile suddenly appeared before Andwa's eyes — had been forcefully pulled back from the gates of hell by him. He was still alive and kicking even now.

Really …

Andwar sighed with mixed feelings.

"Okay," he agreed.

The door of the hospital was right in front of him.

Andwar weighed his wallet, which contained the brand new cash he had just taken out — no matter what, he hoped it could help a little.

He thought as he stepped through the door.