Takiishi opened the door. You who were sweeping the living room could see the wound on his face. It seemed like he was fighting again. He sat on the sofa with a bored expression not caring about your presence there. You finally took the initiative to take the first aid kit and walk towards him to treat his wound. He who knew your intention turned his face away. "Don't mind me. It's just a small wound, just finish the job you're doing." He said indifferently. Even so, you knew for sure that he felt uncomfortable with the wound. You knew very well that young master Takiishi was very strong and rarely got hurt when fighting, but this time he was injured, it seemed like his opponent was not to be underestimated.