Just when everyone not knowing what to do, Makoto's lazy chuckle sounded:
"Use Fire Release to burn a stone into lime, apply it to stop the bleeding, then find a wheat straw to plug the opening, and finally wrap it with bandages. But since there are no bandages now, just tear up clothes to use instead."
At these words, everyone's expressions became subtle.
'How... do you know that?'
They didn't know that in his previous life, though Makoto's grades were average, he had read quite a bit of miscellaneous trivia.
In ancient times, this was exactly the method used to treat the wounds of eunuchs.
"Oh! Oh!"
Sekai nodded frantically, but the next second she froze, her face turning bright red.
'There was... no fire here.'
'And what was Fire Release anyway?'
"Ishigami, get a stone."
Makoto said.
At this, Utaha, Yu, and the others were confused again.
'When had this person become so helpful?'
Despite their doubts,
Yu immediately picked up a blood-stained stone from the ground and handed it to Makoto.
Makoto's right eye moved slightly.
Whoosh—
Black flames of Amaterasu suddenly erupted, and in just a few seconds, the hard stone was burned into a pile of white lime.
"Th-Thank you!"
Sekai bowed gratefully to Makoto. She reached out to take the lime, then suddenly froze, her cheeks burning red. She turned to look at Kotonoha, her voice barely a whisper:
"Kotonoha... um, you should do it."
She suddenly remembered that Ito Makotou's official girlfriend was Kotonoha.
An injury in such a place should naturally be handled by the person concerned.
Hearing this, Kotonoha's pupils dilated in shock. She shook her head like a maniac, as if possessed by a frightened dog:
"No no no no no!!!!"
She already suffered from androphobia… she didn't even dare to hold Ito Makotou's hand. How could she possibly touch that place?
At the same time, Kotonoha's gaze inexplicably drifted towards Makoto.
Seeing Kotonoha like this, Sekai was also troubled.
If there were no outsiders, it might be okay, but with so many people watching, and she and Ito Makotou were only ordinary classmates on the surface, how could she bring herself to do it?
For a moment, Ito Makotou was completely left hanging.
On the other hand, Tomoya at least had Mr. Spencer, an elder, to help handle it.
After all, Mr. Spencer knew about the complicated history between his daughter and that guy, and even if he disliked him, he couldn't just watch him bleed to death.
But Ito Makotou had no other acquaintances here besides Sekai and Kotonoha.
"Um, Makotou... d-do it yourself..."
Saionji Sekai finally gritted her teeth, brought the lime to Ito Makotou's hand, her voice apologetic.
Makotou, who had already cried his eyes dry from the pain, nearly broke down sobbing again at this moment. The pain! It was too much!
Yu looked at Makoto and asked curiously, "Senpai, why are you saving them?"
Makoto's lips curled into a playful smile:
"I just wanted to see what a eunuch looks like."
Everyone fell silent instantly.
'What a demon!'
Yu's eyes, however, lit up. He immediately nodded: "Understood!"
He quickly walked over to Ito Makotou, grabbed a handful of lime, and was about to apply it.
'Since Senpai wanted to see, this guy absolutely could not be allowed to die.'
Seeing that it was Yu applying the medicine, Ito Makotou's emotions were extremely complicated, a mix of humiliation, fear, and agony.
But regardless, surviving was what mattered... he hoped that part of him could still be saved.
"Hmm?"
Yu just tore open Ito Makotou's blood-stained pants, then frowned slightly.
"What is it?" Sekai asked hurriedly.
Yu's expression was blank. He raised the Flying Thunder God kunai in his hand and said coldly:
"There's a bit left. It wasn't castrated cleanly."
He raised his hand and brought it down.
A small piece of bloody flesh immediately flew out, landing on the white snow.
"AAAAAAAHHHHH—!!!"
Ito Makotou's most miserable scream yet exploded across the blood-soaked snowfield, even more heart-wrenching than before.
Everyone was stunned.
They thought Makoto was already ruthless enough, but his underling was even crazier than him.
Yusaku crouched down and checked his son's wound, finally breathing a small sigh of relief.
Although he was still in danger, he should be able to hold on for a few hours.
This man, considered the intellectual pinnacle of the Conan World, slowly surveyed the scene. His mental CPU whirring at full speed, his gaze finally settled on Makoto.
He had discovered a fatal blind spot.
Compared to his son, Yusaku had much stronger reasoning ability and much higher emotional intelligence. He would never, like Shinichi, have his emotional intelligence drop offline or be stubbornly in denial.
After learning of Makoto's existence, he had already secretly investigated this person's background and the complex relationships surrounding him.
And now, the ones severely injured and on the verge of death happened to be his son, Kudo Shinichi, Aki Tomoya, who coveted Kato Megumi, and Ito Makotou, who had been being taught a lesson by Yu when they arrived.
Also present were people like Ryo, Soma, Hayato, who had no ties to Makoto and were even somewhat antagonistic.
However, the latter were only injured, not fatally.
But his son, Tomoya, and Ito Makotou had genuinely lost half their lives.
It was hard not to suspect—
'Was it intentional or an accident?'
But Yusaku was far more composed than his son.
If it were Shinichi, he would probably have lost control and started questioning by now.
But Yusaku, though rage churned within him, forcibly suppressed it and did not flare up on the spot.
But just because he didn't ask didn't mean Makoto couldn't see it.
Yusaku thought he was hiding it well, but that fleeting look of suspicion, and his fingers trembling slightly from extreme anger, had already betrayed his true thoughts.
"So smart."
Makoto turned his head slightly, looking at Yusaku with a cryptic smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
At these words, everyone's attention focused on him again.
"Senior, what are you saying?"
Yu looked confused, his gaze darting between Makoto and Yusaku.
Makoto said:
"He's wondering if I intentionally didn't save his son."
"Bastard!"
Yu erupted in anger. "How could Makoto-senpai be such a petty person!"
"I did it on purpose."
Makoto's casual statement left Yu frozen in place.
Utaha, Megumi, and the others nearby couldn't help but silently look away.
This slap in the face came too fast.
But they also understood that it was good to cleanse Yu's fan filter a bit, to prevent future 'collapse of an idol'.
They knew their man's character all too well… he had a lot of flaws, especially being petty.
"Makoto-senpai did the right thing! Your son deserves to die!"
Yet Yu froze for only a second before roaring again.
The women collectively gave up.
'He was beyond saving.'
Even Alice, Erina, and the others silently complained to themselves.
They suspected that even if Makoto took a shit, Yu would say it smelled fragrant.