Jiu Ming calmly glanced at Mine, whose eyes were wandering uncertainly, said nothing, and continued focusing on his work. Feeling her up? Of course not. He had pushed his senses to their limit; this touching was only to carefully assess the extent of her shattered bones, so he could prepare to piece them back together afterward. What a troublesome process to the death!
From the outside, her arm looked fairly normal once it had been set in place. If an ordinary person gently touched it, they would find nothing strange beyond an unexpected softness. But it was different when Jiu Ming touched it. Her entire arm was filled with hard chunks of shattered bone. Having observed through the Gap and sensed through touch until he had a rough grasp of things, Jiu Ming withdrew his hand and turned to Haruhi.
"Hey! Haruhi, let me feel your bones?" The solemn Jiu Ming suddenly revealed a rather sleazy grin.
"Hah~?" Haruhi raised one eyebrow, tilting her head with an awkward expression as she looked at Jiu Ming, who had suddenly gone mad. "Is your skin itching?"
"Ahem, I need a reference. Her bones are shattered too thoroughly—I'm afraid I'll put them back together wrong." Jiu Ming coughed lightly and hurriedly explained.
"You should've said so earlier! Honestly!" Haruhi gave a soft snort, rolled up her sleeve, and extended her slender, tender arm. Still not entirely reassured, she added, "Feel carefully, okay? Don't miss anything." Couldn't she give him even a little sense of security and trust?
Mine, already feeling uneasy, suddenly wondered whether refusing treatment might have been the better choice. She stared at herself in the mirror for a while, then gritted her teeth. She still had so much youth ahead of her. Even if someone took care of her, she