Kai's eyes opened.
A white ceiling greeted him.
"..."
He blinked several times.
The smell of medicine filled the room.
Bandages wrapped around nearly every part of his body.
"...Hospital..."
A nearby attendant noticed him stirring.
"Doctor!"
"He's awake!"
Footsteps quickly approached.
Kai stared at the ceiling for a second before letting out a small sigh.
"...This feels... strangely familiar."
A muscular doctor entered the room.
Unlike Dr. Z—
This man wore a proper white coat over a body that looked like it could deadlift a wagon.
His arms were thicker than Kai's thighs.
He adjusted his glasses and smiled warmly.
"Good."
"You're awake."
Kai couldn't help but think back to another doctor.
Another room.
Another white coat.
"...At least this one looks normal..."
The doctor tilted his head.
"Hm?"
Kai immediately shook his head.
"...Nothing."
The doctor pulled a chair closer.
"How are you feeling?"
Kai slowly flexed his fingers.
"...Like I got trampled."
The doctor chuckled.
"I'd say that's an accurate diagnosis."
Kai immediately asked,
"The battle?."
The doctor's expression softened.
The doctor continued.
"It ended four days ago."
"We won."
Kai froze.
"...Four..."
"...Days?"
The doctor nodded.
"You've been unconscious ever since."
Silence.
Kai slowly lowered his head.
"...I..."
"...I wasn't there."
"...Everyone fought..."