External injuries, bone injuries, internal injuries... he seed able to heal any kind of injury, and he did it remarkably well.
During that "Snowy Night Chaos," Aoto sustained five injuries, all superficial. The most serious ones being a cut on the right shoulder after penetrating the enemy ranks, and a slash on the chest made by Mogami’s Wind Cut spear point.
Incidentally—in Fujisawa Inn, while saving Mukiwa and others, the cut on the leg that he received opened up again due to Aoto’s intense activity during the "Snowy Night Chaos."
But thanks to the newly acquired "Healthy Body" talent, these injuries on Aoto’s body were healing at an incredible speed.
Under normal circumstances, it would take at least ten days to half a month for these wounds on Aoto’s body to heal.
But with the "Healthy Body" talent, Aoto estimated that it would only take a few more days of rest for his wounds to completely heal.
"Hahaha..." Kiryu chuckled a few tis, then picked up a box of ointnt from beside his leg and started applying new dicine to Aoto’s wounds, "This remarkable recovery ability of yours... it reminds of an old friend of mine."
Kiryu’s eyes flashed with a hint of reminiscence.
"Boss Kiryu, does your old friend also have an extraordinary recovery ability?" At this mont, in the room where Aoto was staying, only Aoto and Kiryu were present.
Saito had just gone to the restroom and wouldn’t be back for a while.
Aoto had always had a good impression of the gentle and courteous old man who helped him get into Shiwei Hall, so he was happy to chat with Kiryu to pass the ti during the otherwise dull monts of changing bandages.
"Indeed. My old friend... has an unusually strong recovery ability." Kiryu smiled faintly, "Co to think of it, I haven’t seen this old friend of mine for quite a while now."
"At this ti of day... I suppose he must be lazily sunbathing on the street with his wife."
Kiryu applied the dicine quickly, and before long, he had evenly sared ointnt on the various wounds across Aoto’s body.
As he took out a piece of hemp fabric to prepare to wrap Aoto’s wounds, Kiryu suddenly shifted the topic to sothing entirely unrelated:
"... Mr. Tachibana, looking at these wounds, I can’t help but admire your courage."
"Hmm? What’s wrong? Why suddenly ask this?"
"Six days ago, in that great battle, I clearly saw it." Kiryu said unhurriedly, "You stepped on that incoming spear tip, leaped onto the spear shaft, and then swiftly jumped towards the person, dealing a heavy blow to their left shoulder."
"This kind of tactic... requires considerable courage."
"If you failed to accurately judge the stabbing spear and couldn’t step on the spear tip securely, your foot could have been injured."
"After jumping onto the opponent’s spear shaft, if you couldn’t stand firm, ran unsteadily, or if the opponent reacted slightly faster and flung you off the spear shaft, you would have certainly faced death."
"Falling from the spear shaft to the ground, getting up and standing firm... that ti is more than enough for the opponent to stab you to death several tis."
"Mr. Tachibana, when you decided to use this risky tactic to deal with that spear-wielding guy... weren’t you afraid at all?"
Kiryu raised a curious gaze at Aoto before him after speaking.
"Ah... that..." Aoto smiled awkwardly, "Honestly—at that ti, I didn’t think so much."
"... Didn’t think so much?"
Aoto nodded.
"At that ti... I was solely focused on defeating Mogami Shofu." Aoto said softly, "At that mont, I only thought of this thod to get close to Mogami."
"Because I only thought of this thod, and felt I had a certain chance of success, I didn’t think much about it and just decided to implent it."
As he finished speaking, scenes from the fierce battle with Mogami six days ago quickly flashed through Aoto’s mind.
His heartbeat... quickened a little at this mont.
Even though several days had passed, the experiences during the fierce battle with Mogami were still vividly engraved in Aoto’s mind—
All the blood in his body seed to burn, with a distinct sense of exhilaration in his heart.
Whenever he thought of a tactic that might work, he boldly used it without feeling any fear, nor did he worry about failure, injury, death, or any of these ssy things.
In his mind, there was only one thought: fight and win!
Hearing Aoto’s response, Kiryu slightly lowered his head, his eyes flashing with a profound, inexplicable light.
"... Mr. Tachibana, are you interested in Iaido?"
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