Repairing and Superman's Blood

The group exchanged glances. Shiryu silently moved both of his injured wrists onto the Pegasus Saint Cloth, while Mr. Mu slightly raised his head. Neither side mentioned the awkward matter, and they managed to let it slide for the time being.

Yota remembered that Seiya and the others were supposed to be dealing with the Dark Saints on Death Queen Island. Shiryu, weakened from excessive blood loss, had actually gone to take part in the tail end of that battle—where did this guy get the nerve to get back up after losing half his blood?

Would that one sentence of his cause some kind of butterfly effect?

Then again, Shiryu was different from ordinary Saints. The more completely he stripped off his Saint Cloth, the stronger he became, so it probably would not be much of a problem.

After a while, once Shiryu had lost roughly a quarter of his blood, Mr. Mu finally had Kiki bandage him up and sent him away to rest.

As for Mr. Mu, he turned his gaze toward the Pegasus Saint Cloth. Before he could begin, however, Yota spoke up. "Can I give it a try?"

Mr. Mu froze slightly and said hesitantly, "You have never repaired one before..."

"That's why I need practice!" Yota said with a grin. In truth, he knew perfectly well that if it had been an ordinary Saint Cloth, Mr. Mu would not have hesitated. But Pegasus was simply too important. Mr. Mu wanted to bring out Pegasus's potential while in his best possible condition.

Mr. Mu himself needed to carefully adjust his condition first, so how could he possibly let a beginner like Yota handle it?

Yota had naturally considered all of this long ago. He stretched out his hand, and amid a series of clinks and clangs,