Under Su Mu's attentive care, Kanao recovered from her illness in just a few days.
"Uncle, can I practice swordsmanship now?"
Kanao sat before the dressing table, her lovely pinkish-purple eyes looking pleadingly at her uncle in the mirror.
"No."
Su Mu refused her request without hesitation. "You've only just recovered. Rest for a few more days first."
As he spoke, he stood behind Kanao with a comb, gently combing her hair.
He soon tied the girl's jet-black hair into a high ponytail, then looked in the mirror again. Some hair above her forehead had been left loose as rather short bangs. Together with her delicate features and neat clothes, they made a lovely picture.
She had both the cuteness befitting her age and a touch of gallantry beyond her years.
The thinness caused by her former malnutrition had long since vanished completely, and the girl's body had begun to fill out with a youthful softness.
"You're getting prettier and prettier."
He looked at Kanao's hairstyle in the mirror, quite satisfied.
"But Uncle, I've completely recovered. I can start training now."
Kanao paid no attention to any of that. She felt there was nothing wrong with her body now, and it was time to get back to training.
She still had to protect her uncle in the future. How could she slack off like this?
Now she felt she was getting fat from all the food. If this continued, who knew what she would look like under her uncle's care?
Besides, staying inside every day was becoming unbearably stifling.
In the past, Kanao would never have felt bored even if she stayed in the same place all the time. She had even enjoyed staying in the darkness with her uncle.
But now, her uncle seemed to have changed.
Well, he