"Ugh…"
Kamiyagawa awoke.
His brain felt a bit swollen, and his body was sore, similar to the negative feedback from dropping dead after a week of ceaseless training with the paper effigies in the Inner World.
He looked around, finding himself in an unfamiliar environment.
An unfamiliar room, an unfamiliar ceiling, an unfamiliar bed; the overall color scheme of the arrangements was white.
"It seems I'm in a hospital ward," Kamiyagawa said as he sat up in bed.
His clothes had been changed, and now he was wearing striped hospital garments.
His phone, the Ichimonji, and the Mirage Pouch were all laid out on the bedside table next to him.
"Tsk…"
Kamiyagawa slightly frowned, reached out to pick up the Mirage Pouch, and checked it. None of the items were missing.
Moreover, there were no signs of it being tampered with.
Then he picked up his phone.
It was 2 in the afternoon; a day had passed since the battle with the Breeder.
"It seems I didn't sleep for too long."
