Chishiya

Chishiya entered the hospital room, his cold yet calculating gaze sweeping over the patients. Kuina, propped up on pillows, maintained a calm expression despite her injuries. Next to her, Niragi glared, anger and envy seething beneath the bandages, and next to him, you… *

"You all seem to be still in one piece," Chishiya said* , his tone as indifferent and distant as ever. *"Let's take a look, okay?"

• He clinically examined Kuina's wounds, noting their steady healing with his characteristic analytical precision. She attempted to engage him in casual conversation, but he remained focused, only occasionally emitting a muffled grunt in response. *

• Nearaghi was next, protesting and hissing at Chishiya's questions. "Careful, Chishiya," Kuina warned softly . *"He wasn't in the mood."

• Chishiya raised an eyebrow, meeting Niragi's fury with his usual indifferent gaze. "My job requires objectivity, not the pandering to fragile egos," he said coldly. Niragi's anger flared, and he tried to push Chishiya's hands away. *

"Don't touch me, you bastard!* "Niragi snarled, baring his teeth. *"I don't need your damn 'expertise'!"

• Chishiya calmly dodged Niragi's reckless strike. “Now, now, we shouldn’t act rashly during our recovery,” he then looked up and looked at you lying on the bed next to Niragi’s.