Chapter 6 - Realizing Kazuyas sorrows (2/2)

Lyn pulled away and reached over to touch his face, as she briefly shut her, ”I'm alright, I won't die.”

That's right. No matter how worse the pain gets, no matter how many times her thoughts begin to lose control. She cannot forget it, the suffering of the people around her - it can't just end by destroying everything. That will not solve anything. To make them feel at ease, for them to have a smile on their faces again. There is only one thing that she can do now.

Kazuya chuckled against her lips, ”So, you won't complain? I can kiss you again.”

Lyn drew back, ”Quit being a moron. Put me down, so I can heal your wounds!”

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”I can't believe you got hurt, didn't you tell me that you'd be able to avoid any attack that came your way swiftly?” Lyn lectured him. She did think to use her powers to heal but recalled the warning the General gave her and decided to find a medicine box. Once Lyn returned and saw that Kazuya had removed his shirt, revealing several other wounds. When Lyn saw those, she had to lecture him.

Kazuya nodded, ”I did say that. But you know I have to hold back—” His sentence falls short, and he hissed. Lyn had dabbed some medical ointments on his forehead, she quickly moved to the ones on his shoulder, but he grabbed hold of her hand, ”Be careful. Don't tell me you've never done this before?”

Lyn's cheeks turned red, and Kazuya rolled his eyes, ”Give me those. I'll do it,” Kazuya said. Lyn seemed reluctant but nodded and gave him the supplies. Lyn observed him, she didn't think she would see such a sight so early in the morning. When Lyn discovered Pupillam's hostility and the General's, she ought to have realized that something was wrong. She ought to have noticed the main and burden he carried a lot sooner

”You should be careful,” Lyn said softly, Kazuya mumbled something about them being sneaky, but she shook her head, ”Please be extra careful. If you got anymore hurt than this then..” She trailed off, ”Did you know that you could die from such wounds?”

Kazuya laughed, ”There you go again with your random knowledge.”

Lyn's cheeks puffed up into a pout; she hates it when he doesn't take her seriously enough. She reached over and touched his forehead, her fingers stopped at the scars, ”I'm sorry you got hurt,” she said these words in a quiet tone, knowing that apologizing wouldn't erase the pain behind his wounds.

Kazuya said nothing, and Lyn looked at his expression, this person carries such a heavy burden. A heavy sorrow and pain, is there any way she can help him?