Reason

Chapter 9

Inside a small house that looked abandoned at the end of the souvenir area, there was a beautiful girl with long black hair and eyes that matched the color of her hair. The girl was biting her thumb with a frustrated expression adorning her smooth face.

That girl was Fuuka, a revolutionary member who was waiting for the quietest superior besides Dragon, Seira. Fuuka was ordered to stay inside until Seira returned, which was quite suspicious.

The Seira-san she knew was a tough woman who never broke her word, the black-haired woman could stand firmly on her own feet without anyone ready to catch her when she fell, without anyone to keep her balance from faltering, Seira was her role model and would always be the one she looked up to.

Honestly, not everyone can work with Seira, the woman is too independent and tends to do everything herself. Seira was a suicidal bastard who always jumped into endless dark abysses. Seira was also not a person who was sensitive to social situations, to be honest the beautiful woman in her late twenties was quite awkward in interacting with others, plus Seira rarely explained what was on her mind so everyone who had worked with her complained and Seira was more often assigned alone.

Not that Seira was bad... It was just that the woman was unique, strong-willed, her rationality was very high and everyone in the Revolusisoner army already understood the unwritten rule of not making Seira angry or they would be doomed. Fuuka grunted harshly, she tensely fiddled with the black dagger in her hand, twirling it around like a toy and making a face like a constipated person.

Bored, the late teenager took off her special bulletproof glasses and wiped them clean. Fuuka was an expert in health and she was also a Germaphobic who hated dirty things that she couldn't clean, Fuuka was a girl who loved cleanliness. People often called her a cleanliness maniac but Fuuka didn't care, her surroundings had to be clean no matter what.

"Fuuka! Bed room!" As usual, Seira appeared suddenly with incomplete orders. But Fuuka who had been working under Seira for more than half her life immediately understood and hurriedly prepared some basic medicines and bandages to bandage the wounds in the small room of the empty house.

Seira entered the room with a beautiful woman with a pale baby in her arms, Fuuka looked at the two confusedly but she just kept quiet and didn't say anything. Her hands were busy opening her jacket because Fuuka knew it would only hinder her work.

"Seira-san, what is his current condition?" Fuuka switched to doctor mode, she immediately examined the whole body of the red-haired baby in front of her carefully, her forehead wrinkled when she found that this poor baby's breathing was very weak and unstable.

"This is an emergency, his breathing is uncontrollable and getting weaker, I heard from his father that he has had lung problems since birth" Shakky summarized everything he knew from Shanks in one minute while Fuuka nodded her head at each explanation, it seemed that this time would not be easy.

"I see, thanks for your explanation but sorry, can you guys get out? I need to really focus this time or we're all going to mess it up." Seira nodded to her and took the hand of the woman Fuuka thought was the baby's aunt out of the room.

"Shall we begin? I hope this will go right" Fuuka's palm gave off a greenish glow and a strange energy that was both gripping and calming continued to escape from her body, Fuuka was so focused, both her pupils turned a golden color as the teenager used her abilities.

About half an hour later Fuuka walked out of the room with sweat pouring from every inch of her skin. Seira and Shakky patiently waited for the young doctor to change her clothes in the other room, not wanting to put Fuuka who had just finished treating Cale in a bad mood.