Toji Fushiguro, Megumi Fushiguro, and Satoru Gojo were all excellent cooks, but the meal left Aikawa Kaze with a stomachache. After all, everyone was looking at him rather strangely.
In that bizarre atmosphere, Aikawa Kaze could only express his displeasure and dissatisfaction by shoveling down food, making his feelings clear.
That night, when the overstuffed Aikawa Kaze returned to his room, he even sneaked out through a Teleportation Circle and ran ten laps to help digest his food. What could he do? Reverse Cursed Technique couldn't digest food for him.
As for appendicitis, he could just cut his appendix out and heal himself afterward.
With his status as the ultimate healer to fall back on, Aikawa Kaze was utterly fearless.
Tsumiki went to her room early to rest, completely oblivious, while the other three males watched the direction Aikawa Kaze had left in with indescribable expressions.
Why was Kaze-chan/Kaze/this brat so thin-skinned?! That didn't seem right!
After getting some air and coming back to sleep, Aikawa Kaze's stomach no longer hurt, though he still felt a little embarrassed. Still, surely no one would remember what had happened by tomorrow.
With that thought, he lay down on his bed without a care.
He had thought he would have to stay up for a while, but unexpectedly, his sleep quality was unusually good this time. He fell asleep the moment his head hit the pillow. However, he seemed to have entered that lucid-dream state again.
Aikawa Kaze had thought that the previous strange dream, which had connected him to the "Higher-Dimensional World," had been the work of that damned world consciousness. Now, though, that wasn't necessarily the case.
Perhaps it had given things a little push, but ultimately, the cause lay within him. After all, that thing was badly injured now and