Shinji shook his head.
Even now, his head still felt swollen, as though it had been stuffed full of chakra and could barely contain it.
The dizzy, hazy feeling was unpleasant, but he knew it was a normal reaction to the sudden increase in his Dojutsu.
"Nameless!"
Once he had recovered, Shinji hurriedly looked toward Nameless.
In the dim underground training ground, Nameless sat slumped on the floor with her head bowed, making it impossible to see her expression.
Shinji got up and rushed over, supporting her by the shoulders. "Are you all right?"
Nameless lifted her head and looked at Shinji with unfocused eyes. "Shinji, six tomoe have appeared on your Rinnegan. Did we succeed?"
Shinji's voice grew heavy. "Your Sharingan..."
Her unfocused gaze was undoubtedly caused by her severely impaired vision. Still, the fact that Nameless could see the number of tomoe in Shinji's Rinnegan meant she hadn't gone completely blind.
But the Sharingan that had once been an eerie crimson had now turned a lifeless gray, and seeing it made Shinji's heart ache.
Nameless smiled. "I'm fine!"
"You were too reckless just now. If it didn't work the first time, we could've come up with a new plan. Acting so rashly could have ruined your eyes—your... sigh."
Shinji had intended to reprimand Nameless sternly, but as he looked at the bloody tears on her face, his voice gradually softened, until all that escaped him was a sigh of lingering fear.
Nameless said, "You underestimate me. I used to transfer chakra to my clan members the same way back when I was with the clan! Besides, I have the Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan now. I'll recover soon!"
Shinji wasn't about to take any chances. "Come with me!"
He took Nameless to the laboratory, hooked her up to various instruments,