“I’ve never heard of a school having an x-ray machine…” Which, considering that Hibari attends Nami Middle, maybe they should really have one for all the broken bones he gives even other Namimori students because they didn’t follow his rules.
Still. That’s obviously not what Chikusa wants to hear. His fingers dig hard into Ken’s arms, a clear signal that he’s prepared to physically launch himself if need be away from this whole discussion. Logically, he knows that this is what he needs to do. Without his legs, his usefulness to Mukuro-sama plummet, and he’s already for years now felt like it’s been a precarious position to start with. At the same time… Hospitals and the sickly smell of medicine and death, it’s too much. It strikes at something that’s been buried deep inside of him.
Before he can do anything, however, Ryohei slams his fist into his open palm suddenly. “Wait!! I know someone who’s extremely like an x-ray machine! He could probably help!”
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Still. That’s obviously not what Chikusa wants to hear. His fingers dig hard into Ken’s arms, a clear signal that he’s prepared to physically launch himself if need be away from this whole discussion. Logically, he knows that this is what he needs to do. Without his legs, his usefulness to Mukuro-sama plummet, and he’s already for years now felt like it’s been a precarious position to start with. At the same time… Hospitals and the sickly smell of medicine and death, it’s too much. It strikes at something that’s been buried deep inside of him.
Before he can do anything, however, Ryohei slams his fist into his open palm suddenly. “Wait!! I know someone who’s extremely like an x-ray machine! He could probably help!”