Chapter VIII
Heimdall's wound was on his back. It was a long, deep set of slashes, and his flesh had been torn in a way that looked really disgusting. No one would have cared much if the god of schemes had been in his real, kakusei form... but trapped in the child's body he was, it was potentially dangerous.
So Mayura had suggested calling a doctor, and Loki hadn't disagreed. The one with the unhealthy grudge wasn't him.
Then the doctor had suggested the hospital. Again, Loki hadn't disagreed.
Besides, Mayura did seem to be worried, and he couldn't blame her. Being a fully grown god a couple of mortal wounds on the back weren't something to make a fuss of, but for a child-looking one... well, they weren't called mortal wounds just because it sounded pretty.
... And he didn't like to see Mayura worrying over the guy who was destined to kill him. It didn't feel right.
Those were the things his mind was at when Mayura walked into the study.
"Higashiyama-kun will be fine. The doctor said he heals pretty fast. But..."
"But?"
"But the doctor said that he should be at least two days more in hospital."
Loki hmmmed distantly. He still couldn't get out of his head the fact that Heimdall had been hurt really bad; and that he'd come directly to him for help: something was not fitting into the puzzle.
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