Capítulo 21: Chapter 21: I Only Have One Contact in My Phone
In the end, after a long negotiation, Liam and Sophia reached a compromise. Liam agreed to remove his towel but kept his lower body covered with a blanket, exposing only his upper body for Sophia to examine his injuries.
As soon as the towel was taken off, Sophia couldn't help but tilt her head back slightly. His body was covered with more than a dozen bloodstains, all clearly caused by the blood energy of the God Servants. Although they were just superficial wounds, not touching any vital areas, they still looked quite terrifying.
"Wow... but wait, I remember my injuries weren't this bad. Why do they seem more serious now?" Liam, half-lying on the bed, looked at his injuries in surprise, mumbling to himself.
"It's normal. The blood energy of the God Servants has a corrosive effect. You might have thought you were fine, but your wounds were actually being eroded constantly. If I hadn't come tonight, you probably would've woken up in pain in the morning," Sophia explained calmly, clearly used to such scenes.
If there was any change in her demeanor, it was a slight blush on her cheeks. After all, concern had clouded her judgment earlier, but now she realized this was the first time she had been alone with a peer-aged man in a room. And he was almost half-naked.
Such a situation would have been unimaginable for her in the past. The soft yellow lighting in the room only added to the ambiguous atmosphere, making her mind go blank for a few seconds.
"Cough, cough... I'll start now," Sophia said awkwardly, clearing her throat as she began to gently place her fingers on his wounds. A soft energy flowed from her fingertips, neutralizing the remaining blood energy in the wounds.
As her fingers moved gently, a strange sensation of pain and itchiness washed over Liam's injuries, followed by a soothing numbness. He couldn't tell whether this feeling was due to the treatment or the fact that a beautiful woman was gently touching him.
"Ah~" Liam couldn't help but let out a sensual moan, quickly shutting his mouth and forcing himself to keep quiet.
Hearing his voice, Sophia's hand trembled slightly, feeling her own blush intensify. The silence between them became thick with awkwardness, almost tangible.
Finally, Sophia broke the silence: "You don't have to hold it in if you need to make noise. It's normal since it's your first time."
Liam quickly changed the subject in embarrassment: "Ah... so, what exactly are these God Servants? And what's this blood energy? Is it an ability? But why does it seem like they all have it?"
Sophia shook her head. "You'll learn about these things soon enough. There are many secrets that the superhuman organizations haven't revealed to the public. The matters of the God Servants and evil gods are among them. Usually, when such things happen, they're covered up with excuses, like claiming it was a terrorist attack."
"As for the blood energy... it's hard to explain. It's not exactly an ability. You haven't received proper training yet, but once you officially start school, you'll be able to heal yourself too."
"Normally, only fully trained superhumans who have engaged in combat learn about these things. I didn't expect you to go out there on your own tonight."
Sophia continued treating his wounds, speaking softly as she worked. If anyone else knew about this scene—Sophia, the youngest and only female of the eight war gods, tending to Liam's wounds—they would be utterly shocked.
"Speaking of which, you were a bit reckless this time. Why did you go out there alone without contacting me or anyone else?" Sophia suddenly questioned.
Liam sighed, shaking his head. "I didn't have your contact info, and it was so late. Actually, I only have one person's contact in my phone."
Sophia's hand paused, and she turned to Liam in surprise. "Only one contact? How is that possible? Don't you... Oh right, you mentioned you're an orphan."
Liam: ...
She really doesn't know how to talk to people.
"But only one person... That's just too much," Sophia murmured, her voice barely audible.
Her eyes gleamed with a strange light as she realized that the only contact in Liam's phone was her, in her online alias. This meant that the man she'd been inexplicably interested in online had only communicated with her this whole time. Was he really that lonely?
Sophia, who usually felt quite lonely herself, couldn't imagine what it was like to have only one contact in her phone. But... that also meant he must value her—or rather, "Sour Yogurt"—quite a lot, right?
Her thoughts spiraled out of control, and she sat there like a statue until Liam's voice snapped her back to reality: "Hey, are you okay?"
"Oh, nothing, nothing," Sophia replied hastily.
"Oh, I was thinking, maybe I should add your contact info too. You probably hold an important position, right? It'd be good to report to you if anything happens next time," Liam suggested.
Sophia: ...
The problem is... you already have my contact info! How do I deal with this?
After a moment of quick thinking, she came up with an excuse, saying she didn't have her phone with her, so she couldn't add him right now.
The conversation between them returned to a more relaxed tone. After about half an hour, Sophia had treated most of Liam's wounds.
"Why did you instinctively deny it was you who did it? You have no idea what a huge achievement this is. When it's recognized, you'll receive the rewards and honors you deserve. You could become a hero admired by everyone," Sophia said.
Liam, now lying on the bed, was nearly asleep, speaking in a slightly dazed state, his words revealing his true feelings. "Rewards? Sure, just give them to me, and preferably a lot of money. I earned it with my hard work."
"But as for honors and being a hero, no thanks. Being a hero isn't a good thing. I don't want to be a goody-two-shoes."
"Once you're labeled a good person, people will start using that label to morally blackmail you, forcing responsibilities on you that aren't yours to bear, all while acting like it's only natural."
"That's no good. I don't want that. I prefer equal exchanges—money for work. That's better... that's better..."
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