"Whoosh!"
The layers of bedding were violently flung aside, scattering across Yu Ze's bed next to him.
A pair of smooth, delicate legs, stretched straight beneath ragged but spotlessly clean trouser legs, was exposed.
"Just now... just now, that was...!"
At that moment, Chiba held up his hand, his eyes nearly bulging as he stared fixedly at his legs. His lips trembled with excitement as he repeated those words.
And beneath Chiba's unblinking gaze, at the very end of those numb, immobile legs, the big toe on his smooth, delicate right foot...
Moved once.
Then it moved again! It was slight, but...
It moved!
And twice at that—two movements! It definitely wasn't an illusion!
It really...
Moved!
"Th-this..."
The corners of Chiba's mouth slowly lifted of their own accord. Yet combined with his expression and the slight stiffness caused by his trembling lips, it looked somewhat ferocious.
It was only a little, but he could feel it!
That tingling numbness! That weak, sore, tingling sensation! I can feel it. My feet—I can feel them!
His heart surged with uncontrollable excitement.
Being able to feel his feet was hardly pleasant, but to Chiba, this sensation was incomparably wonderful.
For a disabled person, nothing could bring greater joy or ecstasy than feeling their injured body part again.
Amid Chiba's excitement, amid his eager attempts, the big toe on his smooth, delicate right foot moved again, then moved once more.
Really, that's right! It's real! It really moved!
They can recover. My feet can recover!
They can definitely recover!
Watching his toe move, Chiba's fists clenched tightly with a crackle. The sensation in his feet was faint, weak, sore, and numb—utterly uncomfortable—but none of that mattered to him now.
As long as he could feel them, anything was fine.
And judging from this,