Hot water from the showerhead poured over his head, and the comfortable heat quickly flowed through his entire body. Gu Mo closed his eyes for a long while, quietly savoring the feeling.
The smell of blood on his cheeks gradually faded, and the real touch of "reality" slowly covered everything. It was not quite like waking from another lifetime, but everything that had happened before truly felt like a long dream... Not long ago, he had still been in another world, in the entirely different Sengoku Period five hundred years in the past.
And now—
He was taking a hot shower in the bathroom of his familiar home.
Opening his eyes again, he squeezed out some shampoo from beside him and quickly fell into his usual rhythm... He did feel sentimental, but there was no need to wallow in it. His journey had only just begun, and he would definitely return someday. All he needed to do was wait and hold on to hope.
He had been out of touch with the real world for over a month now, yet no one had reported him missing, nor had his home been sealed off. That was somewhat unexpected, but there were probably quite a few problems to deal with, so he had to make good use of his time.
After quickly washing up, Gu Mo changed into a fresh set of clothes and frowned at the light armor he had taken off... He definitely could not toss that thing into the washing machine, but deciding how to deal with it was a problem too.
Well, simply throwing it away was not the best choice either. He should find time to dismantle it completely. The cloth parts could be burned directly, while the iron plates and such could be hammered until they