"...I'm fine! Something like this can't kill me!" Noticing the worry on Jiu Ming's face, Mokou felt that her earlier shout had been far too hurtful and couldn't help adding another sentence... Under the increasingly intense flames, those flower vines could no longer regenerate as quickly as they were being burned away.
But this was torture.
Was there no one who could teach her a lesson?
Glancing at the utterly unmoved Kazami Yuuka, Jiu Ming let out a soft breath. Just what had made her develop a personality like this?
The flames shrouding Mokou suddenly vanished completely, and she collapsed onto the ground as though all strength had left her. Without a word, Jiu Ming summoned a piece of clothing and draped it over her. There were still small bloody holes healing across Mokou's body. Those flower vines had actually grown out from inside her body... No wonder she had never been able to burn the things away. She had only managed to eradicate them by fighting with everything she had.
"You idiot!" Tugging hard at the clothes draped over her, Mokou glared at Jiu Ming in extreme dissatisfaction. "Why didn't you leave earlier? Now you can't leave, can you!? I don't have to worry about anything happening to me, but what about you?"
"Me? It seems I don't need to worry either." Jiu Ming shook his head with a helpless smile, took out a can of drink, and stuffed it into Mokou's hand. "Cool down first. You're scorching hot."
"Hmph..." Rolling her eyes at Jiu Ming, Mokou blankly stared at the can in her hand, then flared up again. "There isn't even an opening! Are you messing with me!?"
"Well... it's simple." Jiu Ming pulled off the can's tab, then put it back into Mokou's hand.
"...You really have