Chapter 7: Nejire Hado (Rewrite)

"Amazing, it's only been five days and you've almost made a full recovery." The doctor spoke in amazement as he looked at the young man in front of him, whose body was still in partial bandages and plasters.

Various degrees of bone fractures, fissures, flesh cuts, contusions, various degrees of skin damage, and many more… a normal person would have to stay in bed for several months, even with the help of the Quirks. However, the young man in front of him not only got better in 5 days, but he was also now about to be discharged.

"It's amazing." Blake was as confused as the doctor. He didn't think his body's healing would be so superior.

Blake talked to the doctor for a while before he left the room.

"It itches." Blake began to think of something else so as not to think about the itching sensation of the skin under his bandages.

He thought about the accident that day.

He was badly injured after surviving a last-second crash into a truck. His body bounced off the ground all the time and he had various injuries to his body.

His arm, scapula, and neck bone from the last collision were broken. (It's not the neck, it's one of the bones in his neck.) His skin and flesh were cut off and crushed in various places. Finally, blood was pouring all over his body.

He didn't know how many hours he was there because he lost consciousness that day, but the garbage men who found him said it was night. Blake briefly found out he was seriously injured in the trash for about 10 hours.

And that surprised him instantly. He was severely injured for 10 hours, and in a situation where blood was constantly coming out of his body, he had to go into a coma, even if he wasn't dead.

This has made Blake take his powers more seriously. Flash forces, as Blake calls them now the speed power, were stronger and more effective than he think.

The steps followed the steps, and Blake finally reached the garden.

Before he left, there was someone he wanted to meet.

He started wandering around the hospital yard. In the garden, bandaged people like him, elderly patients, and their relatives were everywhere. Blake's eyes wandered around looking for the person he wanted to talk to.

And after a while of searching, he found that person.

She was a medium-sized, light, healthy-skinned girl. She had curious, royal blue eyes. Her sea snail-colored hair, which matched her eyes, was quite consistent with her eyes. Her colorful hair stretched to her knees, curled around her waist, and bent inward around her legs.

This girl was wearing a one-piece dress that fits her plump breasts. The skirt of the suit ends on its knees and involuntarily shows a lot of meat.

"Wow, you're a hero. What's it like to be a hero? Is it hard to fight the villain? You know, I'm going to be a hero soon. At least I'll get its education...'' The girl, who looked beautiful but could fall into the cute category because of her expression, had a bright smile as she looked at the distressed expression in front of her. She didn't see the man desperately looking around to escape and the sweat flowing from his forehead.

The old hero in front of her was in trouble. He felt guilty when he felt pure, curious, and admirable eyes fixed to his face.

He chose heroism only for glory, fame, and money. He had a relatively good Quirk and thought he could make a lot of money if he was a hero and he did it.

But he certainly wasn't the hero the eyes fixed to him were looking for. He knew that these eyes were adoring to someone like All Might, who helped everyone and was full of hope, not a selfish one like him. That's why he's in a lot of remorse right now.

If she didn't take her eyes off him, he'd be depressed with remorse.

"Ne-ji-re... Fuu...'' As Nejire explained herself enthusiastically, she felt a breath in her ear that caused a slight chill to form on her body.

"Kya." She squealed sweetly and took a step back and covered her ears. Her light-skinned cheeks glowed with a healthy redness.

"Moo~ Blake, why did you do this?" Nejire took a step forward and pouted at Blake, ignoring her healthy red-trimmed face.

"I wanted to see your current face." Blake smirked at her. Nejire's blushing face and childishly angry expression were pretty cute for Blake.

"Mmmhhhh..."Nejire puffed up her cheeks and pulled the tip of Blake's suit in anger.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry. Look, I was discharged today. I'll buy you something to celebrate."

Blake's words made Nejire smile. She was already thinking about what to eat. To take revenge on Blake, she decided to choose something particularly expensive.

"Oh, that's right. Uncle hero...'' Nejire remembered the hero she was still talking to during her thoughts and turned around. But there was no one there.

Nejire turned her head around and checked the garden, but she didn't see anyone. She finally gave up with a shrug. She must have had a job, like heroic work.

"By the way, Blake..." She thought of something Blake said to her. Her lips curled up and her eyes focused on Blake. "You promised to tell me your Quirk, do you remember?"

"Yes," Blake said something like that. It was a little promise he made when he first met Nejire.

"Come on, tell me, tell me." Nejire started waving her hands cutely up and down.

"Ok." Blake shrugged his shoulders. "My Quirk Is Limit Exceeding. My Quirk allows me to transcend every limit in the human body. In return, I use vitality from my body. This vitality endures at every crossing, but at the same limits. If I want to cross a different limit, it starts at 0. That's all I know."

Blake told her everything he knew. Since Nejire said a lot about her Quirk, Blake told her everything he knew.

''??'' Nejire's smile froze and turned into a bewildered expression as Blake told her everything he knew about his Quirk. She didn't expect Blake to just tell her everything he knew.

She shouldn't have thought it weird because she had told him so much about her Quirk, she was doing it because she wanted to. Because she liked to share her knowledge with others, she was telling them about her Quirk and everything about it.

But the other side never did that. Every time it came to the other side's Quirk, they couldn't get anything but shallow information. They wouldn't say anything about their weaknesses, the damage they did to their body, etc.

Nejire could understand why they hadn't told her, as they didn't want to just expose their weaknesses.

For the reasons above, for the first time in her life, someone other than her family had told her about Quirk's weaknesses, and that surprised Nejire.

"Thank you." She put her hands behind her back and put on the most beautiful smile of her life as she leaned slightly forward.

Nejire's smile caused Blake to freeze. That's the most beautiful smile he's ever seen. There was no pollution or any other emotion, Nejire's smile came from the heart and carried the purest emotions.

''It's nice to meet Nejire.''

**

[A week ago]

"Ughh..." A slight moan was heard in a clean hospital room filled with electronics, smelling of disinfectant and bleach. The sound of the bitter moan was muffled by the bandages covering the moaning person's face.

There was only one person inside the clean hospital room, but his condition was very sad.

His face was covered in bandages and at least every part of his body was covered in plaster. His arms were held with ropes hanging from the ceiling, and needles inserted into holes in parts of the casts were infused with blood into his body with the help of blood tubes.

Blake moaned in the empty hospital room, and it was because he was bored.

His body was covered in plasters and bandages to immobilize him from his accident, and they wouldn't let anyone into the room so he could rest. Blake knew that, but he didn't hold back from exposing his distress.

Contrary to what the doctors said, he was in pretty good shape. There was pain and pain, but not enough to be so bandaged.

But he couldn't tell anyone. He thought if he told the doctors he was too good to be bandaged, he'd have a headache.

Fortunately, he didn't have a cast on his lower body. That way, if he came to the bathroom, he could go alone. If he piss his pants or a nurse helped him with the toilet, he could die from shame.

Although he was allowed to go to the bathroom, he was warned to move to a minimum out of this permit. So he started looking for something to relieve his distress in the empty hospital room.

Click!

The door to the room opened when Blake thought he was going to turn on the TV.

"Voah, you're hurt pretty bad." Blake thought the nurse was coming, but it wasn't the nurse who was responsible for him. This unfamiliar voice was cheerful and pleasing to the ear, like the chirping of a bird.

"Why are you so hurt? How'd that happen? An accident? Because of Quirk? Or is it a villain attack?''

Blake frowned at the question of the person he couldn't see. The questions of the owner of the young voice, which he thought was a girl, were quite invasive, which could annoy many or cause him to gain a negative opinion of her.

"What's the matter? Why aren't you answering? Is it wounded in the mouth?'' The girl kept asking him questions, regardless of how Blake felt.

Blake's eyebrows frowned again, but no matter how he felt, for some reason, he couldn't hate her or think negatively about her. The innocence of her tone prevented him from doing so.

"My mouth is not injured, I can talk. And you shouldn't ask so many questions to someone you're seeing for the first time, especially a patient." As Blake answered her, he turned on the TV and started looking for a movie.

"Why? Is it weird?'' Blake heard you sitting in the chair next to her.

Blake started switching channels on TV. He changed the channel when he came to a romantic movie channel, he was not in the mood to watch a romantic movie at the moment.

''I'm Nejire Hado, you?"

"Blake, just Blake." Blake opened a new channel and found a good movie. The film's vote on the site, which it considers "IMBD", was "8.99".

"Don't you have a last name? It's so weird~'' Contrary to Blake's previous words, it was more strange for Nejire that Blake didn't have a last name.

"I don't know," Blake shrugged his shoulders and opened up to see the film. At the same time, he started talking to the girl because he thought she was a good source of entertainment.

"Oh, I know this movie. I saw it last year." Nejire immediately changed her focus, surprising Blake. As if the conversation had never happened, her interest had shifted to the film.

"What do you and your friends think of the movie?" Blake asked before he started the movie. He didn't want to see a bad movie, so he decided to ask for her opinion.

"Not with my friends, but alone. And to me, the movie was good." She said the words in a happy tone, which caused many to feel sorry for her.

"Alone? Why?'' Blake couldn't see any of her problems, other than his invasive questions. She was an innocent, naïve and happy girl, and she was able to dispel his boring mood with her speech. It was kind of weird that a girl like that didn't have friends.

"I don't know, they're avoiding me for a reason. Every time I greet them, they find an excuse and leave me alone." Blake could imagine her putting her finger to her cheek and tilting her head to the side. It caused his exposed lips to curl up.

Blake realized he was misjudged her a little bit. Contrary to her personality, Nejire was an intelligent, sharp girl who was aware of most things around her and could see most things even though her innocence prevented her from seeing the obvious.

"Why did you come here? To the hospital and this room." Blake asked after watching the movie for a while until the mandatory commercial.

"My Quirk wears me out. I fainted at school today for overuse of my Quirk and was brought here in an ambulance. As for how I got to this room; when I opened my eyes in my room, there was no one in the room. So I decided to take a look around."

Blake continued to watch the film after shaking his head.

The two continued to watch the film. Nejire talked a lot throughout the film. She was commenting or asking questions in almost every scene. It should have been frustrating because it normally spoiled the film and made it impossible to watch, but Nejire's interesting questions about the film made the film better for Blake.

Blake answered every question without exception, and in others, he gave his own opinions. After a while, the two focused more on their questions and words than on the film.

Nejire was enjoying this moment as much as Blake enjoyed it. As she said before, she didn't have a friend to watch the movie with for some reason she didn't know. She was able to watch the film alone once, once with his family, and never had the opportunity to see it with a friend.

Blake's upper body was completely covered in plaster and bandages, so she didn't know what he was like, but she could tell by his voice that he was her age, and that made her feel like she was watching a movie with a friend.

She spoke throughout the film because she couldn't keep up with the joy in her. At first, she thought she might piss Blake off, but it didn't turn out as she expected. In addition to accompanying her, Blake expressed his own opinions.

In short, this film was more enjoyable for the two, who didn't know each other and had never met each other before, than they could have imagined.

As the two enjoyed their time, the door to the hospital room opened once again and someone stepped in with quick footsteps.

What Blake couldn't see was another doctor who wasn't Blake's doctor.

When the doctor made eye contact with Nejire, she quickly walked over to her.

"I've been looking all over for you. You shouldn't leave your room like this, what happens if you pass out again? Come on, let's go. The patient here needs to rest."

The doctor knew what Nejire was like. Nejire was the enemy of a patient who needed to rest. Because of her curious personality and question-willingness, she must have given Blake hell in the two hours she disappeared.

The doctor couldn't have let that happen anymore. So she grabbed Nejire's arm and left the room apologizing, without letting her or Blake talk.

"I apologize for what happened. I'm going to get her out of the room right now."

"Wait, you don't have to. Actually-''

But before Blake could answer, the door closed in his face. Silence reappeared in the room, with a sarcastic smile appearing on Blake's lips as he searched for a movie to survive in silence after looking at the door for a while.

Ending note: I've decided not to change the introduction of Blake and Nejire. For me, their acquaintance is quite nice and I don't want to change it.