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Kamiyama Touma's complexion had improved significantly. Though still pale, there was a hint of color returning to his face, indicating he was likely out of danger.

Watching Mei's retreating figure, Kamiyama Touma couldn't help but smile bitterly to himself. He mused, "Isn't this girl a bit too hasty? It was just a slight touch, and she's this upset? She really is hot-headed."

Reflecting on this