"Zhe, what happened to Ling?"
Hoshimi Aya asked Zhe.
Then Hoshimi Aya went to Ling's side to check her breathing, listen to her heartbeat, and feel her pulse.
But she found no problems.
This series of actions left Zhe stunned, thinking that Hoshimi Aya was very experienced in this area.
"Aya, did you find anything?"
"How is my sister?"
Zhe asked Hoshimi Aya, who was leaning over Ling to listen to her heartbeat.
"She has a pulse, a heartbeat, and her breathing is stable."
"It looks like she just fainted."
Hoshimi Aya said thoughtfully, stroking her chin.
With her abilities, she could only discern this much; professional help was needed for professional problems.
She was just a martial artist, and this kind of problem was clearly beyond her scope.
Zhe:...
"Before, Ling seemed to be talking in her sleep."
"This is clearly not normal."
After speaking, Zhe described Ling's previous state: constant twitching and delirium.
Hoshimi Aya listened with a blank expression, clearly clueless about this situation and unsure how to handle it.
"Let's put Ling on the sofa first."
"Then we can ask around and see if anyone knows how to deal with this situation."
Hoshimi Aya asked Zhe.
Then Hoshimi Aya carried Ling to the sofa, and just then, the computer had another problem; a blue and white pattern, Fairy, appeared on the screen.
After a series of questions, since Ling, who had signed with Fairy, was still unconscious, Fairy chose to remain silent, requesting Ling to communicate with it.
Not long after, Belle and the others brought Eous back.
After discovering Ling's condition, they even invited a mysterious physician for Ling, who examined her and confirmed there were no problems.
Only then did Belle leave with peace of mind to investigate the truth of the matter; she had to figure out what happened.
...
Inside the Video Store, since Hoshimi Aya couldn't help much, she chose to sit beside Number 18 and watch the store together.
"Number 18, you said Ling should be fine, right?"
"Right?"
Hoshimi Aya asked Number 18.
"Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh." Ling will definitely be fine.
"Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh." The doctor just said that Ling is already fine.
"Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh." Now we just need to wait for Ling to wake up, and everything will be fine.
Number 18 comforted the dejected Hoshimi Aya.
"Yes, I know."
"But I'm still very worried."
Hoshimi Aya said to Number 18.
At the same time, Tailless also floated out from the Demonic Blade, startling Number 18.
"Uh-huh, uh-huh!!" A monster!!
Number 18 hid behind the chair, looking at Tailless in fear.
"It's okay, Tailless isn't aggressive."
"Aside from being a bit scary, there shouldn't be any other problems."
Hoshimi Aya explained.
She had previously suspected a connection between Tailless and the Nine-Tailed Fox.
However, after her experiments, the answer was that there was no connection between the two.
Tailless was more like a bond between her and the Demonic Blade, while the Nine-Tailed Fox she saw during her loss of control remained a mystery.
At least for now, she hadn't figured out what the problem was.
Meanwhile, Zhe was introducing the newly added Fairy in the HDD to Ling, and Fairy was also introducing itself, its functions, and so on.
Since the soundproofing of the secret room was quite good, Hoshimi Aya, who was chatting with Number 18 outside, didn't notice.
By the time she noticed, it was already evening.
Inside the room.
"Ling, how are you?"
"Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"
Hoshimi Aya asked Ling with concern.
Although they hadn't spent much time together, Ling took great care of her; she had only felt such meticulous care from her mother.
"I'm fine, aren't I just lively and energetic?"
Ling said with a smile.
"It's good that you're fine."
Hoshimi Aya looked at Ling, and after confirming she was fine, she nodded.
The worry that had been weighing on her heart could finally be put down.
"Aya, it's getting late."
"Time to shower and sleep!"
"Perfect, today I'll teach you properly how a Fox-Haired Person should bathe normally."
With that, Ling excitedly pulled Hoshimi Aya into the bathroom, simultaneously tossing the Demonic Blade, which Hoshimi Aya had been holding, out of the bathroom.
"Wait, Ling."
"It's still early, no need to rush to bathe, right?"
Hoshimi Aya's shy voice came from the bathroom.
"It's fine, bathing early or late is the same."
"Also, Aya, you must clean your ears thoroughly."
"I'll teach you this time, Aya, you must remember, don't get water in your ears like yesterday."
Ling said seriously.
After all, in Ling's eyes, Hoshimi Aya was just a beautiful idiot who only knew how to eat, drink, excrete, and sleep, with a bit of martial prowess.
Beyond the scope of eating, drinking, excreting, and sleeping, Hoshimi Aya basically seemed very dull.
But considering Hoshimi Aya's amnesiac state, it made a lot more sense; she was very naive about the world.
And in fact, it was almost true; this world was too different from her original worldview, and there were also technological differences.
So there was basically no difference, and coupled with her not being used to the fluffy ears on her head yesterday, getting water in her ears during her bath further reinforced Ling's stereotype of Hoshimi Aya.
Simply put, Hoshimi Aya was now like an easy-to-manage child for Ling, at least for now.
...
Nearly an hour later.
Ling and Hoshimi Aya came out of the bathroom in their pajamas.
As soon as Hoshimi Aya left the bathroom, she immediately grabbed the Demonic Blade back into her hands.
"Aya, did you forget something?"
"When you sleep, you can't bring a sword to bed."
Ling frowned and said, looking at Hoshimi Aya, who was running towards the bed with the sword.
She remembered Hoshimi Aya mentioning her loss of control before, and she had witnessed it today.
So she felt it was necessary to be cautious; wouldn't it be unfair to suddenly be stabbed in the middle of her sleep?
Hoshimi Aya, who was called out, inexplicably panicked.
"Ling, I'll just hold it in my hand."
"I'll put it on the sofa when I sleep."
Saying that, Hoshimi Aya hugged the sword, looking reluctant to part with it.
Ling looked at Hoshimi Aya's expression and could only nod helplessly, agreeing to Hoshimi Aya's request.
And Hoshimi Aya genuinely didn't want to be separated from the sword; she just felt very dependent and didn't want to part with it.
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