Chapter 22

༺ The First Letter (22) ༻

When I woke up, the sight of the temple awaited me.

I don’t remember anything after I greeted Professor Derek. It seems that I have fainted.

I was in a state where it was not strange for me to lose consciousness. In fact, I had already passed out once before Professor Derek arrived, and I was barely keeping my eyes open.

I didn’t bleed much, but my entire body was sore. There wasn’t one part of my body that didn’t ache. My wounds were severe, and it would have been dangerous if I didn’t forcefully hold on to my fading consciousness.

So, I staggered up and laid down on the corpse of the wolf I had just slain. His fur was thick and soft. It was a blanket warm enough for me to fall asleep in.

It was then that Professor Derek, who I was waiting for, arrived along with many other students.

I could finally be at ease, and then I just lost consciousness.

When I opened my eyes, I felt a pang in my head. While attending the academy, I had never been taken care of in the temple’s intensive care unit, but recently my visits had become more frequent. It was already my second time.

I looked up at the white ceiling and recited the lines I always wanted to try someday.

“……It’s an unfamiliar ceiling.”

“Unfamiliar, your ass. You’ve been here recently.”

I frowned and turned my gaze towards the voice that hurled the swear at me. Perhaps due to the fact that my eyes had not yet fully adapted to the light, the person seemed blurry.

But I knew who he was since we’ve known each other for so long.

“Leto, I’m sorry, but I’m wounded… Can you stop bothering me?”