You didn’t pay much mind to it, understanding that life as a sorcerer was quite difficult yet despite that, the life you carried outside the sorcerer world was quite different. When duty called you would show your best, no hesitation, no mercy whatsoever, but who would have thought that outside that, you managed a flower shop.

It was probably because it was a tranquil place that things like these happened, one moment you were just closing the establishment and the other you notice the injured man that leaned against the wall of the place, clearly injured. At first he even refused to look at you, but it only took a smack on the head to get him to listen and let you tend the wounds.

“Ugh, woman… Be careful with that, it’s fresh.” The man that you now learned used the name of Toji grunted when you disinfected the wound on his shoulder.