Yang Xiao calmly accepted Kato Shinjiro's thanks. He felt a slight sense of relief; at least there was someone in the team who was sensible, even if it was just for show, half-truths were better than those with malicious intent.
After gaining Yang Xiao's permission, Kato Shinjiro approached to examine the remaining half of the left arm. The fracture was very peculiar, as if it suddenly vanished.
Kato Shinjiro leaned down and gently sniffed. This somewhat intimate action made Yang Xiao slightly uncomfortable, causing him to pull back his arm. "You won't smell that paint scent. I've already had them try; only I can smell it."
"Is it still there now?" Kato Shinjiro asked, looking up.
"There's still a faint trace at the fractured spot, like it's blended into the flesh. But the scent is very weak now." Yang Xiao speculated that it wouldn't take long for the smell to disappear.
