Capítulo 84: Chapter 82

A severe surgery was going on in one of the operating rooms of Fujiya Hospital. The doctors were sweating in buckets, doing their best not to make a single mistake. Their gaze was serious, as if in a war situation. When the nurses reached out to wipe their sweat, they didn't even have a chance to look at them or thank them.

Dozens of doctors were only interested in the operation of a single patient. This may seem a bit much, but considering the injuries of the person who had the surgery, there could be as many doctors as needed. Fortunately, everyone here was competent, and more than a dozen people were enough to do it.

The head doctor's forehead was covered with sweat, and the nurse next to him wiped it off with a cloth. The Head Doctor swallowed deeply, his hands trembling slightly. He had been in this surgery for hours, and his old body was weak, all his limbs were wrapped in cold weakness.

Still, while continuing the surgery, he had no thought of stopping. Unlike the expelled doctors, he strictly adhered to the Hippocratic oath. He especially wanted to save Mirko, who had sacrificed so much for them.

A palpable tension reigned in the air of the operating room. The other doctors were doing their jobs with a seriousness that did not lag behind the Chief Doctor. Nurses or Doctors, none dared to think of anything rebellious and went about their business with peak seriousness.

They were grateful to Mirko. They were willing to work to the end with blood and sweat for such heroes who blessed their peaceful days with bloodshed.

They were too helpless to fight on their side and fight for their future, at least that's how they liked to help heroes. It was a return and expression of their gratitude.

This was not the only reason for their seriousness. They could also feel the gaze of their new boss watching them from above. They were several feet and a wall apart, yet the stare they could feel on their backs gave them goosebumps.

If they did something wrong or hurt Mirko in any way, even the man who was their former boss and current team leader wouldn't be able to save them. They even suspected there was someone in this world who could save them from this man's wrath.

"If you offend him in any way, you're done. So throw unnecessary thoughts out of your head and do your best, no, ten times better your best." That's what their leader had warned them about.

And after what they saw today, they realized how true that was. Blake had fired a lot of senior doctors and nurses without blinking an eye. If he could do this to them without fear or hesitation, what would he do to them if they accidentally hurt the woman he loves?

Because they did not want to even think about it, they continued the operation by doing their best. The surgery was going well and would likely be successful. Who knows, maybe their bosses would even reward them.

But their hopes for this were very low. It was just a little dream.

Blake was watching the surgery inside from the glass wall in front of him without blinking. Normally, he would blink a little. It was a physical habit and he did it, though not very often. However, he is not even doing that now, he was watching Rumi's surgery.

He felt very worried. Blake's heart was filled with a gloomy, disgusting feeling. A feeling that gripped his heart and that he could not get rid of was getting on his nerves.

Except for the disgusting feeling and anxiety in his heart, every knife that touched Rumi's flesh felt as if it were touching him. Fortunately, Rumi passed out with the help of anesthesia (she got three of an anesthetic that could knock a bull unconscious), or it would have been torture for him to watch the surgery.

Blake was lost in thought and grappling with his deep emotions, so he didn't realize the door had opened. This was a big deal for a careful person like him, he had never been careless in this life other than his initial clumsiness, but right now it was happening.

The real reason for this was Blake's strict order. No one was allowed in this room except the girls.

The door opened and four people entered. When they saw Blake's condition, they turned to each other and began to whisper.

"He looks so bad."

"It's normal, he would feel the same if something happened to us."

''I know.''

"Then who is going?" Although one of them asked, each of them instantly turned to a specific person. That person asked innocence as she tilted her head to the side.

'Why are you looking at me like that? You are his lover too, you know."

"We know, but you also know that you have a special place in his heart. If you are with him in this situation, he will be cheered up."

''...'' The person did not answer them. She glanced at the people who were staring at her with a bitter smile before taking action.

She pouted cutely before she acted, her cheeks getting bigger with each passing second. She got behind the group and began pushing the trio before they had a chance to respond.

"Hey... stop!"

''Don't push...''

''W-Wait...''

But the person did not listen to them and continued to push the trio. Just as the girls were about to turn their backs, they heard the voice of the man they loved.

"You're here." His voice was as usual, but as he spoke, the resulting grief caused the quartet to involuntarily turn to him.

The pain in his voice affected every one of them, it was like a castle wall that had been hit hard. Everything in their minds was erased, only Blake remained in each of their minds. They couldn't bear to see him drown in such grief.

They stopped what they were doing, pushing them from behind, Nejire never took her eyes off Blake's face for a second as she passed the girls and sat on Blake's lap. She took both of Blake's hands, taking care not to block his view, and wrapped them around her waist, then hugged him.

Momo moved to Blake's right. She pressed her large breasts for her age against his muscular arm and tried to quench his grief a little by transferring her warmth to him.

Fuyumi moved to her left. She put her hand on Blake's cheek with the warm smile a mother could have on her face. She leaned her body on his arm and, resting her head on his shoulder, watched the operating room.

Nemuri smiled bitterly as she looked at Blake's condition. There was no room for her. Right, left, and front, all sides were swept away by girls, and she didn't think she could give him the selfless feelings they gave him.

She was completely out.

She considered going. I mean, think about it, she wasn't that much in love with Blake. Yes, she was showing interest in him, but she hadn't had the opportunity to develop feelings for him due to his disappearance just as their relationship started.

She couldn't treat him with care as the other girls and repair her current scarred expression.

She grit her teeth, her eyes narrowed in anger. For the first time in a long time, the feeling of being in pain in front of the young man she liked but not being able to do anything was very disturbing.

Grg!

She clenched her fist. Fine so be it. If she couldn't convey attentive feelings to her. Then she would have helped him differently.

She, Nemuri Kayama, never gave up when she decided on something. She was the type of person who had fought against the others at market sales and always got what she wanted. Despite her age, she always took first place in the "The most beautiful and sensual pro-hero" contest.

How could she just give up when she had such 'arrogance'?

She took a firm step forward. He fixed his stance, lifted his head slightly, and stared at Blake's long white hair. She aligned her hands under her breasts and lifted her breasts slightly. Her two large breasts bounced lightly like pudding.

And the next moment...

Boing!!

She placed her two large yet soft breasts on Blake's head.

Hm, if I can't convey warm feelings to you, I will convey the warmth of my body. If I can't take care to soothe his gloom, I'll use my body to care. That was his thought. It was half-assed and absurd, yet she was determined.

Blake's lips curled into a slight smile. He couldn't understand what Nemuri was doing, yet he didn't frown. He decided to gently warn her.

"I'm not in a position to flirt right now-"

"Who said I was flirting? I'm conveying my feelings to you right now." Nemuri bowed her body slightly as she spoke in a rebellious tone. This action caused her breasts to be pressed even more against Blake's head.

Blake's smile widened. He could imagine Nemuri raising her head slightly, exhaling arrogantly, and that slightly lifted his spirits.

The group did not speak any further. Each of them was watching the operation. Even though they didn't convey it in words, they were also worried about Rumi. They stood by in case something happened to her or the villain attacked.

Momo in particular was on the alert. If there was an item or item that the Doctors needed, she would crate it for them. Rumi had treated her like a real sister and would do whatever she could for her, even if Blake didn't ask her to.

As Momo stood ready to act, a question popped into her mind and she asked while tugging on Blake's arm.

"Why don't you heal her?" All the people of the Blake household knew that Blake could heal someone, but they did not know the limits of this healing ability.

This was because even Blake didn't know the limits of this healing at first. Once he learned its limits, he would share his knowledge with other girls. Until now, only Momo knew how miraculous Blake's healing ability was.

Momo had a few guesses as to why Blake had healed Rumi.

"Hah..." Blake sighed and started explaining before answering her. "I can heal her. And I can perfect her situation in a way that no one else in the world can. But I can't remove the pieces from her in."

"Pieces..." Nejire placed her finger next to her cheek and tilted her head to the side. After a few seconds, she knew what Blake was talking about. An imaginary light bulb burned above his head "Oh... That's right."'

"Yes, as you think. The bones in Rumi's body were broken in various ways, and broken bone pieces were scattered throughout her body throughout the battle. If I heal her at once, the bones can be regenerated, but the bone pieces are not lost and remain in her body. After all, I heal her, I don't turn back time."

Blake swung his arms slightly, tightening his grip on Nejire. As he brought her closer to him, he plunged his nose into her periwinkle hair and inhaled the enchanting scent.

Nejire pressed her body to Blake's with a pleasant smile. Seeing how he inhaled her scent, she carefully moved her hair close to his nose.

"Also, her body is in a state of shock. She used a lot of power, fought a lot, and took a lot of damage. After using that super move on top, her body has accumulated a lot of stress, it is better to leave her to the competent doctors rather than mindlessly healing her.

Blake did not take his eyes off Rumi for a second as he explained his reasons.

Rumi's internal bleeding was suppressed as they spoke. The Head Doctor was now using his Quirk to piece together his broken and shattered bones.

The Chief Doctor's Quirk was a Quirk called the Merge. The function of his Quirk was quite simple, as long as he had all the pieces, he could reassemble anything in the world.

It was a useless Quirk in battle and had no use in real life, with some exceptions. But this doctor got over that, became a doctor, and started using his Quirk on broken bones, severed veins, and damaged organs.

And the surgery was going well thanks to him. The bones were fused and completely straightened by doctors with various healing Quirks. The surgery should have been over in an hour.

"Finally, healing her will hurt her." Blake pulled back a hand and wrapped it around Fuyumi's waist, pulling her towards him. The second party did not oppose him, even though her face turned violently red.

Without Blake speaking, Momo explained on his behalf.

"Because by healing her you will confuse her body. If a Rumi-nee-san's body, who was face to face with death one second ago, recovers from the wounds she has never experienced in her life the next second and returns to her peak form, her body will not be able to keep up with it and will do more damage to her instead of healing."

"Right, as expected of my clever Momo." Blake looked warmly into her eyes, reaching out his hand and rubbing her soft cheek lightly.

Momo's heart trembled at this move. The care in Blake's gaze made her blush involuntarily. She liked being praised by him and being called "My Momo". As time passed, the heat in her heart and the butterflies in her stomach reappeared.

Blake took one last look at Rumi before asking the girls. The dangerous times had passed, few superficial and insignificant injuries remained. Rumi's life would no longer be in danger.

Now it's time to learn some things.

"Girls… tell me how much time has passed since I was gone and what has happened in this time. I want to know every little detail." Blake was only gone for a few hours, but it wasn't the same for this world. He didn't realize it at first but realized that several months had already passed in his absence.

He needed to know the reason for all this hostility and what happened in his absence.