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‘It’s been a while… Seeing this unfamiliar… No wait. It looks like a very familiar ceiling, actually.’
It was the ceiling of the dormitory recovery room. A sense of familiarity washed over me, which was unsurprising, given how often I ended up there.
My visits were not just from passing out. I’d had to come to this recovery room many times previously to rest after getting treated by the on-duty priest.
“… Ugh.”
And then, the pain came. A pain that felt like my blood vessels were tearing apart.
It was so intense that I couldn’t even speak properly. I didn’t know what blood vessels ripping themselves apart actually felt like, but it surely felt like my entire body was being seared in fire.
Startle!
Someone next to me jerked awake at my groan, leaping up with a start. Judging by the red marks on their cheek, they had been sleeping by my bedside.
“He’s… he’s… he’s awake! He’s awake!”
Harriet de Saint-Ouen screamed, half in surprise and half in joy, as she threw herself onto me.
“Ouch! Hey, hey! That hurts, damn it!”
“I thought you were dead, you horrible, horrible guy! You idiot! You jerk!” Harriet started sobbing and clung to me, and the more she did, the more it felt like my entire body was on fire, making me feel like I might die.
Harriet sobbed. “Aghh, you’re such a horrible guy!”
“H-Hey… it… hurts. It hurts…!”
It felt like I was about to pass out again.
Still, I somehow managed to pat her back.
*
When Ellen first forced herself to use Mana Reinforcement, she’d coughed up blood as well. It was the side effect of using a power she didn’t know how to control yet.
I had done the same thing.
I’d succeeded, and for a brief moment, had wielded explosive power, but the price I had to pay was greater than Ellen...
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