The sharp, deep sensation of the needles slowly receded, leaving behind a profound warmth and relaxation.
After a minute, Retsu removed the needles just as swiftly as she had placed them, swabbing the tiny insertion points with alcohol.
Seijirou swung his legs off the bed, now standing up.
He hopped lightly in place, then began doing shadow boxing, his movements fluid and quick.
He stared at his hands in genuine wonder, clenching and unclenching his fists.
The fatigue, the muscle strain, and the pervasive aches from the previous night were gone, replaced by a feeling of vibrant energy.
He felt completely healed. Nothing hurt anymore.
Retsu, still sitting cross-legged on the bed, watched him with a soft, pleased smile.
"The ki flow is restored, Seiji. You're good as new," she said, her voice gentle.
