Baoma's strong physique let the blind man undergo surgery in the morning and return to work that afternoon.
It had only been a few hours since they wheeled him into the operating room, yet the blind man had already walked out on his own.
Watching Baoma's agile movements, Uchiha Kei realized the surgery was over. It must have gone very well—so well that Baoma didn't even need time to recover.
Still, Kei asked with concern,
"How do you feel?"
Uchiha Hyo, who had regained his sight, closed his eyes, then slowly opened them again, looking utterly entranced by the dazzling world of color. The two tomoe in his Red Eye swirled. At first glance, he looked just like a Uchiha.
"Lord Kei, I feel amazing—better than I ever have. Don't believe me? Just watch."
As he spoke, Hyo drew a sword toward himself and began swinging it. His swordplay flowed like water, light and unpredictable, mysterious and unfathomable. Unfortunately, showing it to Kei was like playing a lute to a cow—his performance was wasted on him.
Hyo knew his lord's knowledge was limited, so he explained as he demonstrated.
"My lord, look. My swordsmanship has always been known for its speed, but I could never move this fluidly before. That's all because the Kaguya cells, fused through the Chimera Technique, altered my bones and joints, making my movements more nimble."
As he spoke, Hyo struck with his sword in an uncanny way.
"Now I can use techniques that defy the body's structure and wield a more unorthodox style of swordsmanship."
Seeing Kei's bewildered expression, Hyo continued to explain.
"My lord, don't underestimate this. When swordsmen fight, the slightest muscle movement can reveal the direction of an incoming strike. But with the Kaguya cells, my swordsmanship can't be predicted by conventional