Chapter 380

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Chapter 380: A Calm Night’s Thoughts

"Tired but physically fine. Nothing serious. Just rest well for a few days."

"This young man looks quite strong. How did he get so tired from staying up late?"

"Doesn’t seem like it. People who indulge excessively don’t have this kind of expression. Anyway, remind him to rest well."

The doctor looked through the diagnosis certificate and gave instructions to the girls.

"Okay, Doctor Fujii."

"Hmm… And over there, don’t go rummaging through patients’ beds." Dr. Fujii tapped the head of Sword Witch with a clipboard hanging by the bedside. "What were you trying to do by secretly putting your hand in there?"

"I’m just afraid his feet might get cold…" whispered the little girl with a doll face.

"Was it his feet that you touched?" The doctor huffed. "Why are girls nowadays so bold?"

"We’re different from you, doctor. We haven’t had many opportunities to interact with males since we were little… sigh…"

This statement resonated with the girls present.

Everyone’s actual life circle is very small. Even after getting a job, this circle may not necessarily expand, but instead may become more closed-off.

Especially in Yingzhou, women’s minds have only recently been liberated along with the industrialization process. However, most women are still unlikely to interact with members of the opposite sex outside of work.

"The Secret Insider: The Counterattack of the Female Police Officer" describes in detail the tough daily life of local police officers and civil servants.

Although sword witches receive high treatment, the work environment is highly closed. Besides going shopping, there are hardly any opportunities to interact with the opposite sex.

It’s rare to come across a high-quality human male who is willing to interact with sword witches. Naturally, it’s irresistible…

"Even if you can’t resist, you have to resist." Dr. Fujii snorted, "If you’re so curious about the male body, come with me to the morgue. I’ll let you have a good look, from age ten to age ninety. I’ll also tell you all about the specific process of decomposition in the human body. Let’s see if your curiosity about human anatomy can be preserved."

The girls were frightened and quickly bid their goodbyes. The people in the room left in a hurry, leaving only Igarashi Shimizu and Yoshine Ise behind.

After all, it was late at night, and they had just captured many cultists of the evil gods. This matter was neither insignificant nor trivial. The Chief Priest was in a hurry to go back.

The room became quiet, and Yoshine Ise looked at the young man’s peacefully sleeping features. She adjusted her posture, gently bent down, propped up his side face with her right hand, and stared at the face of the person from the Ming Country. Upon closer inspection, there were very few flaws on his handsome features.

Observing someone during the day and seeing them while they’re asleep feels different. It seems that their expressions become softer, even somewhat cute. But when they’re awake, it’s not the same. The contours of their features are more distinct.

Igarashi Shimizu couldn’t help but break the silence, "Haven’t you seen enough? You’ve been looking for over half an hour."

"I was just thinking…" Yoshine Ise said, "If Mr. Bai gains another twenty pounds, he would be more attractive to me."

"Twenty pounds? That means a lot more fat, right?"

"That’s exactly what I mean. With fat accumulating, the body will feel more soft and not so rigid when touched," Yoshine Ise said. "I’m different from them, I don’t really like guys with a perfect figure. Instead of how they appear, I pay more attention to how they feel when touched."

Igarashi Shimizu rested her hand on her forehead and said, "No one asked you about this. I know your taste very well, you’ve said it many times. But don’t focus your attention on Mr. Bai."

"Why?"

"He has a girlfriend."

"He never mentioned it."

Shimizu whispered, "Saki Jingūji lives in this building too, so don’t mess around."

Yoshine Ise ignored the warning and said, "Do you remember what happened in the dream just now?"

"Remember," Igarashi Shimizu nodded, "but it seems like I don’t fully remember, some things are not very clear."

"I’m the same, I have some memories that are fuzzy," Yoshine Ise said, "but I still remember that golden tree."

"What’s the matter with the golden tree?" Igarashi asked puzzled.

"He is the owner of that golden tree, what if I tell you that?" Yoshine Ise said.

Igarashi Shimizu was startled, then laughed and denied repeatedly, "How is that possible? Mr. White couldn’t be the emperor, you’re thinking too much, he is…"

She paused and continued, "He is an emperor, a ruthless and cold-hearted tyrant."

"Did Sophia tell you that?"

"No, actually, in Sophia’s memories, she didn’t have much contact with him, most of the time she just watched from afar," Igarashi Shimizu gently nibbled her thumbnail to ease the tension inside her, "but the palace has experienced many bloody purges, that is true… I’m not Sophia, maybe I’m somehow connected to her, but I don’t like that emperor as much, to me, he is mysterious and frightening."

"So you think he wouldn’t be Mr. White?"

"Hmm, they are completely different people, and being an emperor is so powerful, if they were reincarnated, they would definitely be a heroic spirit, but Mr. Bai isn’t. " Igarashi Shimizu shrugged, "Besides, having control over golden power doesn’t necessarily mean they are the reincarnation of an emperor, it could be Europa’s magic, or perhaps some kind of special bloodline."

Yoshine Ise glanced at her good friend and didn’t argue, "If you think so, then it must be."

"What did you really see?" Igarashi heard the perfunctory tone in those words and asked warily, "Ise, you aren’t being influenced by the memories inside and affecting your own personality… I might need to take you for a personality correction and purification ceremony."

"I’m not a grudge spirit, so why would I need purification." Yoshine Ise’s expression returned to normal, "I’m perfectly fine, in fact, more mentally awake than ever before, I just suddenly had some thoughts."

Igarashi Shimizu bent down, gazing at her good friend with a subtle expression, then carefully reached out and touched her head.

"My head isn’t damaged." Yoshine Ise swatted away the other person’s hand.

"I know, I just wanted to see if you had any horns growing on the sides of your head."

"Nonsense, I’m not what you think."

"Is that so? Then you’re not interested in Mr. Bai?"

"I…"

"You hesitated, hesitated!" Igarashi Shimizu rarely caught her best friend’s sore spot and whispered, "To explain is to hide!"

"This kind of forced choice is nothing but unreasonable." Ise frowned.

"Even if it’s unreasonable, Ise, don’t dig yourself deeper." Shimizu said seriously, "You can’t win against…the debt of gratitude. But don’t turn into the person you used to dislike the most. You’re not a girl who likes to pester relentlessly."

Yoshine Ise straightened up and denied with a cold tone, "I didn’t."

"Then let’s pretend you didn’t. I’m going back." Igarashi Shimizu walked to the door of the hospital room and reminded before leaving, "Even though it’s late at night, there will still be people checking the rooms…Don’t even think about sneaking around."

Yoshine Ise angrily grabbed the pineapple bread next to her and threw it at Shimizu. She got hit in the face, but it didn’t hurt at all. She bit into the pineapple bread, continued to regain her carefree and happy appearance, and left the hospital.

She walked down the stairs alone, slowing down her steps on the empty staircase.

There was no one around, and as she closed her eyes, she clenched the railing with her fingers, unconsciously tightening them. The palm of her hand started to feel a dull pain from exerting too much force.

She used an old pronunciation and murmured, "God bless our emperor…"

…

Inside the hospital ward.

Ise said, "Pretending not to care… but you clearly have seen it too."

She looked at the sleeping young man and murmured, "Mr. Bai, who are you really?"

She couldn’t find the answer, but she was really tired. She leaned against the bedside with her arms and fell into a light sleep.

A quiet night passed.

As the sky gradually brightened, the sunlight fell on her face, awakening the sleeping sword witch with a slightly dazzling brightness.

Yoshine Ise rubbed her eyes, glanced at the time, and realized it was around eight o’clock in the morning.

But she noticed that she was lying in a bed, and the person who was originally in the bed had disappeared.

Only a line of words was left on the medical record at the head of the bed – "If there’s something, please leave first. Keep what happened last night a secret."

A bowing little person was drawn in the upper right corner.

Ise tore off this page and laughed.

"I respect, love, and admire you, mentor, as you wished."

…

Bai Wei boarded the bus at the bus stop in front of the hospital, and a chubby orange cat quietly followed, taking advantage of others not noticing.