Nanako Ito was acutely aware that Charlie possessed immense strength, far surpassing her own capabilities.


    After sustaining injuries, Master Yamamoto Kazuki remarked that Charlie’s technique in disabling his palm was not merely a disy of brute force; it involved a type of internal energy referenced in Chinese martial arts that effectively damaged his muscles and veins. This inner strength was truly formidable.


    Yamamoto Kazuki had encountered various ninjutsu masters. Although he was not as skilled inbat as these masters, he could still hold his own to some extent, unlike with Charlie, where he found himselfpletely overmatched.


    This clearly indicated that Charlie’s abilities surpassed even those of renowned Japanese ninjutsu practitioners.


    Once Nanako Ito recognized this reality, she understood that neither her father nor the Ito family could realistically contend with Charlie.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    In contrast, Yuhiko Ito was oblivious to the true extent of this disparity.


    He only perceived that Charlie was stronger than Yamamoto Kazuki and his two personal bodyguards, but he mistakenly believed that in a directparison with ninjutsu masters, Charlie would fall short.


    Upon hearing Nanako Ito’s concerns, Hiroshi Tanaka felt embarrassed and quickly assured her, “Miss, I understand your perspective. Please don’t worry; if the president encounters any issues with Mr. Wade, I will certainly intervene!”


    Nanako Ito responded with a simple acknowledgment, then sighed softly, saying, “Thank you, Tanaka-san. That’s all I ask. Just keep me informed if anythinges up.”


    Hiroshi Tanaka replied quickly, “Understood, Miss! I won’t keep you from resting any longer!”


    After ending the call, Nanako Ito cradled her phone in both hands and gazed up at the sky, lost in thought.


    Throughout this period, she found herself missing Charlie incessantly, yearning for another encounter, yet feeling the likelihood of that happening was quite slim.


    Little did she know that Charlie was in Japan!


    Previously, an ocean had separated them, with her on one side and him on the other.


    Now, they were on the samend, merely 400 kilometers apart. A drive would take about four to five hours, while a trip on the Shinkansen would be just over two hours.


    The thought of Charlie, whom she had been longing for, being just a few hours away only intensified her desire to see him.


    However, considering her current situation, she knew that if she traveled to Tokyo to meet him, her father would inevitably find out, leading her to reluctantly abandon the idea.


    At that moment, the thick dark clouds overhead gradually parted, revealing twinkling stars that began to dot the night sky.


    With a sigh, Nanako Ito murmured to herself, “It seems we won’t have snow tonight.”


    She then put away her phone, maneuvered her wheelchair with both hands, and left the quiet yard to return to her room.


    With the maid’s assistance, Nanako Ito enjoyed a soak in the hot spring for a while.


    Despite the soothing warmth, the pain in her body remained intense, tormenting her almost continuously for 24 hours.


    The doctor had suggested she use an analgesic pump, a device designed to deliver a steady flow of pain medication directly into her bloodstream.


    This pump is typically rmended for individuals who have suffered severe injuries or undergone surgery, as it greatly alleviates pain.


    However, Nanako Ito had adamantly refused to use it.


    Her reasoning was that painkillers could inflict damage on her nerves, and prolonged use could hinder her recovery, potentially leaving her unable to practice martial arts ever again.


    Thus, she persevered, relying on her iron will to endure the physical suffering.<fn1157> For original chapters go to find?novel</fn1157>


    The natural hot spring at her mansion, sourced from an underground spring, is rich in minerals and selenium, providing some relief to her body.


    Yet, due to her injuries, she could only soak for a limited duration—no more than an hour each day—making this time in the hot spring the highlight of her day.


    As she rxed in the warm water, thoughts of Charlie flooded her mind once more.


    She reminisced about the time she had searched for him in the vi area where he lived, feeling the bashfulness typical of a young girl.<h3 ss="has-text-align-center" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>