Chapter 147 Inside the Hospital
Outside the second branch of Kyoto First Hospital, a pure black sedan slowly stopped by the roadside. An assistant wearing a black suit got out and respectfully opened the car door. A majestic old man with a solemn expression and graying temples walked out of the car.
“Master Hamano Tsuka!” “It’s Master Thunder!” “Master Thunder, can we ask what exactly happened in Shikoku this time?”
The reporters who were originally squatting at the entrance of the hospital, like wild dogs smelling meat, swarmed forward, looking at the powerful hero who represented an era stepping out of the car, wanting to find some clues about this incident.
“Hmph!”
But before the bodyguards could even step forward to stop the approaching reporters, a cold snort came from behind. The old man lightly struck the ground with his cane, and all the reporters froze as if electrocuted, unable to move. The small electric arcs flowing over them only brought a slight tingling sensation, but they could no longer take a step forward.
“Let’s go.”
A deep voice that held no emotion came from the old man’s mouth. Without waiting for his assistants to react, he walked into the hospital, leaving behind a group of reporters frozen in place, looking at his aging back gradually distancing from them.
……
Reaching out and taking off his coat, Hamano Tsuka handed his clothes to the assistant beside him. His usually majestic expression softened unnaturally, and his brows revealed a look of worry that this strongest hero, a symbol of the era, had never shown before.
“Is this also their plan?”
Muttering to himself, Hamano Tsuka quickly walked towards the second floor of the hospital.
In the last few days, due to the changes in Kyoto’s spiritual energy circle, or rather the information about the possible return of the “Underworld,” the old man, who was over fifty years old, had been extremely worried.
But before he could get a decent conclusion on that front, there was already significant news about Shikoku Gakuin being attacked by an enemy organization.
Hamano Tsuka, who had just finished a meeting at the Shinomiyai family shrine, rushed to Shikoku without even a moment to rest.
However, one reassuring point was that at least Shikoku still had Hetuan, otherwise Hamano Tsuka wouldn’t have come by car, but would have directly used his abilities.
“What’s going on, Hetuan?”
Looking at the blue-haired young man who had been waiting for him at the staircase, Hamano Tsuka didn’t bother with pleasantries and directly asked about the current situation.
“The [Dark] Organization sent people to attack Shikoku School. An executive appeared, with an unknown purpose. All professional heroes hired as mentors were attacked to varying degrees. Ten ordinary students were killed or injured, seven have been confirmed dead, and three are still undergoing rescue.”
At this moment, Hetuan no longer had his previous leisurely demeanor. The youthful face was filled with an extremely solemn expression. He nodded at Hamano Tsuka and handed him a piece of paper, simultaneously relaying the current intelligence.
“An executive?”
A sharp glint flashed in the old man’s turbid eyes. Whether it was the opponent’s direct appearance in Shikoku, Kyoto, or the personal appearance of an organization executive, or even the current crisis in the spiritual energy world, it might all have been orchestrated by their actions.
“Has the police department given any news?”
Hamano Tsuka’s aura was terrifyingly low at this moment. With a somber face, he stared intently at the list of victims in his hand.
“The police department has not yet found any new information. The Association is also following up with the police on the situation here. If there is any news, they will notify us immediately.”
“And Old Lei, according to the news from Shinichi, not only was [Cloud and Mist] among the executives who appeared this time, but I suspect there was also the shadow of [Shell] involved.”
Hamano Tsuka’s brows were already tightly furrowed when he saw the familiar class and name on the list. Upon hearing Hetuan’s words, he raised his head directly and asked.
“Did Shinichi directly encounter them?”
“Yes, that’s right. But the specific situation… you should ask Shinichi in person.”
As if recalling what the young boy had told him earlier, Hetuan nodded and said no more, leading him towards the inner ward.
…
The young boy’s room was very close to the corridor. The two of them reached the ward door in two or three steps, but the empty room indicated that the patient inside was not where he should be. Instead, a quarrel could be heard from the corridor not far away.
“Master Sōsuke, please return to your room. Your wounds do not allow you to get out of bed and move around like this yet.”
“I’m sorry, nurse, but I have something very important to attend to right now.”
“No, Principal Hetan specifically instructed me to take good care of you. Even if you are a professional hero, you cannot be so willful! You should listen to us when it comes to medical rehabilitation!”
“But I…”
The arrival of Hamano Tsuka and the other two interrupted the two people arguing in the corridor. The burly man, covered in thick bandages and arguing with the nurse, straightened up upon seeing Hamano Tsuka’s arrival and shouted respectfully towards them.
“Teacher Hamano!”
At this moment, the nurse, Miwako, also saw the two approaching. Recognizing Hamano Tsuka quickly, she said apologetically.
“Principal Hetan, Master Hamano, I’m sorry, I failed to keep Master Sōsuke under control.”
“It’s fine, it’s not your fault. Go take care of the other patients first.”
Hetuan waved his hand, signaling the nurse to leave. After the nurse left this area, Hamano Tsuka looked at his disciple, who had appeared before him as [Takeru Kamikami], and slowly said.
“Are you alright?”
At this moment, Sato Shinichi was wrapped in thick bandages. Even from a distance, one could smell the strong medicinal scent. Inside, the skin seemed to have been torn open, revealing disgusting red flesh. His dazzling blond hair was also as if corroded by something, pitted and messy like a bird’s nest.
But even in this state, Sato Shinichi looked at his teacher with a serious expression and replied.
“I’m fine, I’ll be completely recovered after a few days of rest!”
“Sigh…”
Looking at Sato Shinichi’s disheveled appearance, Hamano Tsuka’s reprimand died on his lips, suppressed by the worry in his heart. He sighed softly and, remembering the news he had heard from Hetuan earlier, asked.
“Shinichi, what happened to you earlier?”
(ps: Surprise╰(*°▽°*)╯)
