Deeper investigations

Ro-kun's body healed much faster than the doctors at the hospital expected. He was, after all, a battle-hardened man who was accustomed to being repeatedly injured and fighting back. He had work to do, now.

As he got up from the hospital bed and packed his things into his duffel bag, the nurses looked worried.

"Mister, will you really be alright? We haven't technically received permission to discharge you. Besides, you guardian is also unaware of this. You were expected to stay here a few more weeks at least."

Ro-kun's face remained expressionless until he heard the word 'guardian'.

"My guardian?" he asked, confused.

The nurses exchanged glances with each other. Why was this man so surprised? The beautiful lady with the shoulder-length hair and high cheekbones had informed them very clearly to notify her of anything to do with Ro-kun's recovery.

"Yes, sir. Isn't she responsible for you? That lady?"