Until completely walking out of the corridor, Fisher looked at the nearby Hooked kiss in bewildernt and asked him,
"Wait, don’t you have a wife already? Why are you so concerned about my private life?"
Hooked kiss was stumped by his question, opening his mouth without words for several seconds before saying with reddened eyes to Fisher,
"I’m a doctor, what’s wrong with caring about your health?! With your reckless behavior, you’ll get into trouble one day, you know? You shouldn’t act like this, understand? You need to maintain propriety!"
"..."
Fisher’s expression turned abstract imdiately, unsure what to say.
Although Hooked kiss’s reminder was indeed right, and he knew continuing this way was self-destructive, sothing about it felt just a bit off.
"...What about Mikhail? Did Michael heal him?"
Seeing no way to continue the conversation, Fisher had to switch topics, asking about Mikhail, who had been taken to the Fifth Day.
He really wanted to visit the Fifth Day to see Mikhail, mainly to check on his condition, but he also wished to find out if he could go to the Sixth Day to et Emhardt, who had been captured for a long ti, to confirm his situation.
Emhardt had a foul mouth, but his courage was lacking, akin to a noisy but frail bookworm, spending every day with a crazed Nineteenth Rank Angel Leader, Fisher figured he wouldn’t find "joy in the situation" as he did.
Hooked kiss’s expression beca slightly more serious upon hearing this, and then he sighed and said,
"I don’t know either, Michael took him alone for healing and didn’t let go along. After delivering him to the Fifth Day, I had no choice but to co back down. By the way, where’s Little Tang Ze, wasn’t she with you?"
"...She should be outside, didn’t you see her?"
"No."
Upon hearing this, Fisher imdiately quickened his pace and, along with Hooked kiss, headed outside the hall. After scanning around without finding Tangze Asuka, they thought she’d disappeared again, but soon they spotted her at the second day’s stair edge, beside Raphael’s forging furnace.
The Angel Leader of the Second Day, Raphael, also stood beside her.
"Yes, that’s right, you have a talent for this."
"Oh, oh... Thank you."
As Fisher and Hooked kiss approached, Tangze Asuka was conversing with Raphael by the furnace. Wary, Fisher quickly called out her na,
"Tangze!"
"Mr. Fisher, I’m here!"
Hearing Fisher’s call, Tangze Asuka quickly and joyfully lifted her head to run toward him. Of course, she also saw Hooked kiss standing next to Fisher,
"Mr. Hooked kiss, did you co down from the Fifth Day? I didn’t see you just now."
"Ah, I ca in a rush too, assuming you were with Fisher, so I didn’t look around."
"Just now, I was watching Archangel Raphael forge a Holy Object; he said I should give it a try, so I went over..."
"Forging a Holy Object?"
Fisher raised an eyebrow, turning to glance at the forging furnace nearby, only to see sothing appearing to take shape in the blaze. Seeing this, Raphael smiled slightly and said,
"She has an extraordinary gift; she’s quickly grasping the thods of Holy Object forging. Just now, with my help, she’s already able to sense the hidden Gospel within the materials. With so training, she might beco a master forger."
"Hehe..."
Hearing Raphael’s praise, Tangze Asuka shyly touched her own head, yet despite her modest deanor, her nose almost pointed to the sky, making Hooked kiss beside her find it amusing.
"But you probably have other pressing matters, so we can postpone forging talk... Little girl, here’s the blank form you just forged. Keep it safe. Although it only has a shape now and lacks any Gospel, we can add that later."
"Okay! Thank you, Archangel Raphael..."
Tangze Asuka heard this and stepped forward eagerly, while Raphael also smiled slightly, pointing to the burning furnace with one hand.
Accompanied by a wave of heat, the furnace opened a small gap, and a scorching item soon flew out from it.
Guided by Raphael’s power, the item gradually cooled in mid-air until it reached normal temperature and fell into Tangze Asuka’s hands.
But as soon as Fisher saw the item, he seed montarily stunned, appearing sowhat surprised, even as Tangze Asuka happily displayed it to him, he hadn’t fully co to his senses.
Because, clearly before his eyes, the blank form was an unford ring.
...
...
"Mikhail, shall we leave here in the future? Leave New Russia, leave the New Siberian Wind..."
Before Mikhail’s eyes appeared a phantom, a shadow with only an excited voice, familiar yet strangely unfamiliar, causing him to montarily lose focus.
He still rembered the words that shadow spoke to him, the joys and sorrows it brought, prompting a wistful smile or silent tears whenever he recalled them.
He could no longer rember that person’s face, only because she had been gone for so long, and he was far, far away from her...
He simply rembered his feelings for her, rembered how he called her.
He called her...
"Dear..."
Even before opening his eyes, Mikhail instinctively reached out his right hand, trying to touch the other’s face. In the dream’s illusion, that smiling shadow finally approached his call and outstretched hand, until grasping his trembling hand.
The mont that palm was held, Mikhail’s restless heart finally cald down.
He felt like crying, yet his mouth couldn’t help but form a smile,
"Dear, I really miss you..."
"..."
That hazy dream gradually clarified as if breaking through the water surface, and that indistinct warm shadow drew closer bit by bit until revealed its true form with a definite light.
Appearing before him was a handso, androgynous red-haired beauty, looking at him expressionlessly, looking at the hand he outstretched to grasp the chest, as if ti stood still, but did nothing.
Mikhail blinked his remaining left eye, still incredulously pinched with that outstretched hand, but found only a flat, featureless surface.
But a second later, a shiver ran through him, his unclear consciousness due to injury fully awoke, and at that mont he seed to realize what he had done.
"Michael?"
"..."
Mikhail hurriedly retracted his hand, attempting to sit up, but felt like countless chains bound him in place.
Looking down, he discovered nurous tubes attached to his body, unclear of their purpose.
Countless mories flooded his mind, including the mont when Master Tao struck him into complete unconsciousness...
"Did I... survive? Or... am I dreaming? Dreaming about Michael?"
Michael let out a cold laugh, slowly standing up, and said to him,
"You’d better be dreaming, otherwise, you’d better think about how to make up for what you just did."
"...Which thing?"
Mikhail’s mind seed overloaded, one part freezing while the other asked foolishly.
Yet, upon seeing Michael’s chest where he had grabbed hard enough to crease the white robe, he opened his mouth only to fall silent,
"Oh..."
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