There’s a small note attached to the pillow.
Saying: ‘Pull yourself together and stop doing this. Want to hit your head agains something, here’s a pillow.’
Slowly, but surely, Wenling would embrace her brother in return. Then, like the times she was little, just let out her emotions.
Perhaps it’s just the loss of someone close that put her on edge. After all, Shizue and Wen’s side of the family actually had duties. Just, Wenling-
“ If what you say is true... then is only the others I failed... Grandfather, Jun, Shang... One is dead the others are hospitalized and I wasn’t there to do anything. The one thing I’m supposed to do is protect them and look at me.. I’m not in their place. “
She argued.
“ Upon failing a simple task, more than one time with high severities... I deemed myself no longer worthy of such work... I...I’m sorry Shizue...in a way I have failed you too... “
Wen’s head begun to hang in her empty hands. Words even trembled a bit.
Hearing the voice of her brother, Wenling froze a bit. Only turning her head to him a small bit.
“ ..Shizue.. “
Could she even face him?
Fair, if anything the sight of her brother might prove to be more reassuring. Though..how to tell him that she would no longer be in the hero course?
Well his usually stone faced sister is sort of in an emotional state. If anything he’s about to se something he hasn’t seen in a very long time.



