Under World, Dark Territory, Dark Empire.
By the time Seiya logged back into UW, two months had already passed.
Clang—!
Seiya woke up on a bed in a room, staring at the unfamiliar ceiling. Just as he wondered where he was, he heard a strange sound from nearby.
However, just as Seiya instinctively went on guard and began looking for a weapon he could use, a figure carrying the scent of gardenias tightly embraced him again, her face full of worry.
When the suddenly embraced Seiya saw that it was Lybia, some of the wariness on his face faded.
But just as he was about to complain about whether something was wrong with her and why she kept hugging him at every turn, Lybia suddenly burst into tears of joy. "Thank goodness, Seiya. Big sister promises you that no matter what happens in the future, I'll never hit you again.
"Do you know that you were unconscious for a full two months? Big sister found many doctors for you, but they all said your vital signs were completely normal. It was just as though you had lost your soul.
"Big sister has been worried this whole time that you would never wake up again. Please forgive big sister, okay?"
After hearing Lybia's tearful words, the newly awakened Seiya was completely dumbfounded.
What? He had been asleep for two months? Why did it feel like he had only taken a short nap?
To prove she was not lying, Lybia took out numerous prescriptions.
Then she opened a drawer beside them and pulled out several sets of clothes. "This is what you wore the day before yesterday, and this is from three days ago. As for yesterday's clothes, I only just changed them for you. I haven't even washed them yet."
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