黄昏の岸 暁の天 Tasogare no Kishi, Akatsuki no Sora Copyright Fuyumi Ono, Koudansya, 2001
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Koshou showed a somehow apologetic expression. Risai nodded. She lost her right arm. Suffering from deep wounds inflicted by youmas, she tied up her arm to stop the bleeding, but the arm decayed. -- Of course, she knew her arm could not still be there. When she arrived at Gyouten, her arm was as if it would drop off from her shoulder upon touching. The arm must have dropped off like that, or it must have been amputated in order to treat the wounds. However, her heart was not moved much. She could not possibly continue to be a general after she had lost her sword-wielding arm, but what was the point of a title if she could not even protect her masters? No, she didn’t need it anymore. Koshou put his hand under Risai's neck, and lightly lifted her head up. The girl scooped soup to Risai's mouth. Something managed to flow into Risai's mouth. At first, Risai thought she had never tasted such sweet and fragranced fluid in her life, but when her tongue quickly got used to the fluid, Risai sensed that it was just water. Taking the soup away, the man smiled. Risai nodded. Koshou retracted his hand and stood up. Risai looked at Koshou as he left the bedside, and then looked up at
the room's ceiling.
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