In a hospital bed in Las Vegas, Fubuki and the others finally saw Metal Bat, who had regained consciousness.
His brutal fight with Superalloy Darkshine had left him with shattered bones throughout his body and an astonishing amount of blood loss. The medical staff found it incredible that he had survived at all.
Yet after just one day, Metal Bat had been moved from the emergency ward to a regular room. He had insisted on it, and repeated examinations had shown that his vital signs were remarkably stable. There was no longer any need for him to occupy an emergency bed.
The hospital staff already knew who Metal Bat was. His extraordinary healing ability surprised them, but for an esper, it was understandable.
If espers could not do things ordinary people never could, they would not be called espers.
Once he was in a regular room, the Blizzard Group finally had a chance to visit.
When Serizawa saw Fubuki, Luke, and the others come in, surprise and delight briefly crossed his face. Then he acted as though nothing had happened. "What are you doing here? I only took a few minor injuries. You didn't need to come see me..."
Despite his words, he promptly took the fruit basket from Fubuki, plucked out a grape, and popped it into his mouth.
Fubuki set the basket on the bedside table. "We didn't really want to come either, but Yoshiko kept calling to ask how her brother was doing..."
"Here." As she spoke, Fubuki handed Serizawa her phone.
The screen showed a video call connecting.
Then Yoshiko's face appeared.
"Big brother!" The moment Yoshiko saw Serizawa covered in bandages, tears nearly spilled from her eyes.
"Yoshiko..." Serizawa always grew flustered when he saw his little sister cry.
"Are you okay?" Yoshiko asked, her