"Of course I am absolutely safe," Hesta stopped and turned his face sideways, "People like you should go to hell."
The door closed with a bang, and Hesta's footsteps disappeared into the distance.
A flame suddenly lit up high in the study - Chiba sat on a yak skull and lit a cigarette.
"You're hated, Anna."
"……Have it?"
"Absolutely." Qianye said softly, "Do you want to make another bet?"
Anna leaned on the wheelchair and said after a long time: "It's not necessary. This kind of subjective feeling changes at any time..."
Chiba turned over in the air and landed lightly, "Look, you didn't bring up any of the topics you wanted to talk to her about tonight. I won again."
Anna was still looking at the door that Hesta had slammed down: "...She's not here to talk to me, she's here to give a warning."
"I told you so."
Qianye relit the candle with a cigarette butt, and the soft light returned to the study room.
"No sense of humor," Anna murmured, "but she reacted quickly."
"You mean Jane? Or me."
"Let's make another bet," Anna looked at Chiba, "She will come again tomorrow night."
"I won't bet on this with you, the odds of winning are too slim..." Chiba put out more than half of his cigarette in the ash bag he carried with him, and patted the cat's head beside him, "I'm leaving."
"I haven't seen Mei Shijin for so long. Don't you want to play with her more?"
Chiba squatted down, holding the cat's armpits and lifting it from the chair, "Even if it has the same name, this is no longer the kitten that Valenti and I picked up back then...are you?" ?”
The cat looked away.
"You're not." Chiba put it back on the ground.
Anna looked at Qianye's back, "Qianye, can I ask you a question?"
"Um?"
"How does it feel when you shoot me tonight?"
"I don't feel anything." Chiba didn't look back. The room was silent for a while. She stood up and patted the cat hair on her body. "I'm just performing the mission that the soldier was supposed to perform. How can I feel?"
The door closed gently, and Anna was the only one left in the study.
Anna drove a wheelchair to the stereo, put a CD into the record player, and the music sounded:
"Holy clouds, irrelevant"
"The sky and mankind are still waiting."
"You will find me in a sea of dreams"
"No one cares about my words there"
"I heard her voice"
"She laughed"
"She loves me"
"She has always loved me deeply"
The white cat jumped on the chair and settled down in Anna's arms again.
…
Early the next morning, Rico woke up refreshed from the safety cabin. She immediately returned to Hestad's bedroom and found that Hestad was not in the bed, and there was the sound of water coming from the bathroom.
"Jane?" Rico walked to the bathroom door, "Are you in there?"
"who?"
Rico recognized Hesta's voice and immediately replied: "It's okay, I see you're not in bed -"
"Lego? The water is too loud. I can't hear what you are saying. Wait until I come out."
Hesta's voice sounded coherent and his speech rate was normal, which surprised Rico. After all, Hesta's condition last night was a bit worrying.
Rico quietly did a few stretching exercises in the corridor of the room. The sound in the bathroom gradually became quieter, and Hesta came out in her underwear, "Morning."
"……morning."
Rico looked at Hesta - her face was far more haggard than her voice, at least her face and dark circles under her eyes didn't deceive anyone.
"Did you sleep well last night?" Rico asked.
Hesta wiped her hair with a towel, "I didn't fall asleep much...but I didn't want to lie down anymore. I was a little hungry."
"Bishop's Restaurant isn't open at this time. Do you want to go out for a walk?"
"No, I still have to rush to the wheelchair...it's all covered in blood."
Hesta simply put on her pajamas and moved her wheelchair to the bathroom. Rico sat there and watched with his own eyes as Hesta tied all the buttons on her pajamas with one hand - these were found in every cabin of the Ascension. clothes, and before today, Hestad had never worn them.
She would just choose another short-sleeved T-shirt to avoid the tedious process of unbuttoning.
There was the sound of water in the bathroom, and Rico walked to the door, "...Do you need help?"
"Need not."
Hesta held the movable faucet in his left hand and adjusted the water volume and temperature with his right arm. Soon, the hot water rushed out of the water pipe dissolved the blood, skin and dust on the metal surface. Rico looked at Hesta's left hand blankly - -It is always lifted steadily in the air without any shaking.
"...Do you want me to bring you a chair to sit on?"
"Need not."
Rico walked to Hestad's side - she really wasn't trying to show off. From just now, Hestad didn't lean against any utensils or furniture.
She just stood there, like an ordinary person.
"simple."
"Um?"
Hesta turned around and saw Rico leaning against the door with a gentle expression.
"What's wrong?" Hesta asked.
"It's nothing..." Rico grabbed the sponge cloth on the side, "Let me help you!"
The two scrubbed and scrubbed, and finally completely cleaned the mud and blood stains on the wheelchair. The time pointed to half past seven, and both Hesta and Rico felt a little hungry. Rico picked up the backpack with the medicine box and was about to go out, but heard a clanking sound behind her. She turned around and saw Hesta Star struggled to lift the wheelchair and cross the threshold.
"We're just going to have a meal. If you can walk, this walk can be considered exercise, right?"
Hesta leaned on the back of the chair and shook his head: "...I still want to use a wheelchair."
Rico sighed, "Okay."
…
To their surprise, although it was still early, the Bishop's restaurant was full of people at this moment - not only passengers, but also many soldiers in gray-blue uniforms, who were fully armed and sat on chairs in front of them. The table was clean and there was nothing on it. It was obvious that he had already had breakfast.
Li Ge was a little surprised when she entered the door. She specifically exited the restaurant to see if there were any notices around, but there were none.
There were suddenly so many people on the ship, and they were not the only ones who were not used to it.
Hestad briefly scanned the surroundings and soon discovered that several wounded people were also in the restaurant. Agnes and Meyer sat in a corner by the window—she looked bad, but at least she was alive. Agnes was also in a wheelchair. When Hesta glanced at her, she immediately looked away.
In the other direction, two thorn monks accompanied Bree. Most of his exposed skin was covered in bandages, and the condition was equally dire.
"...Why do these people come out if they don't recuperate in their rooms?"
"I don't know." Li Ge was also a little confused.
The two of them found a seat next to each other and started eating. Several people on the side looked at them with envy, "You have such a good appetite."
"Why don't you eat?"
"Oh, we have already eaten," the girl sitting opposite Hesta smiled, "but today, no one has much appetite."
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