“It was because the thod was wrong, your combination was correct,” he explained. “There are countless ways to make magic cures. The specific magic cure can be completed by combining it in a way which matches the property of the dicinal ingredients used. So, you better learn it properly.”
I stared at Kaichen, perplexed. Was he finally teaching how to make magical cures after so much resistance?
“When mixing a dicine with a cold property, you need to mix it with about a third of the mana,” he continued. “But when you mix two ingredients with cold and hot property, you need to add more mana.” He looked at . “The reason you kept failing was because you couldn’t control the amount of mana used.”
I blinked as I listened to him explaining everything calmly. I was still confused. Why is Kaichen, who doesn’t want as a disciple at all and doesn’t want to teach , calmly explaining things about magical cures? I wondered what had made him change his mind. I listened to him attentively and nodded.
“So that’s what happened!” I exclaid. “I did think there would be several combinations but didn’t know it would depend on the property of the ingredients!”
“When you feel better again, I will give you a book on how to make mixtures,” he said. “If you read it, you will be able to understand it easily.”
He is going to give another book on…. I wondered whether Kaichen had hit his head sowhere. I rembered him vaguely helping when I had collapsed but I couldn’t rember the whole thing. Did sothing happen? I frowned at the thought. I had experienced mory loss when I possessed Dalia’s body. I had to accept it when I found out that it was a symptom of alcoholism.
Is it a temporary mory loss? It probably has to do with severe alcoholism. I didn’t know whether it was the privilege of being transmigrated to another world or if Dalia indeed had sharp mory. Thanks to it, I never forgot what I saw or read so it helped a great deal when learning about various fields. The painful mories, though, was entirely another matter altogether. This good-for-nothing body had just that advantage.
“Teacher, are you accepting as an official student?” I asked, cautiously.
At my question, he went quiet for a while. And then he scowled. “You are a ‘temporary’ disciple, but I don’t want to be an incompetent teacher. So, I am teaching you.”
“So, you indeed are accepting as a temporary disciple at least?!” He looked displeased with himself, but he didn’t deny it. He looked adorable so I laughed.
My body didn’t get any better but my relationship with Kaichen improved. At least I felt like it did. Kaichen had left three bottles of the dicine on my desk and left the room. He left without saying anything further, so I thought that he had nursed back to health to the best of his abilities. I laid back and buried my face in the pillow.
“Ugh……I’m hungry.”
The dicine Kaichen had made (the one I had intended to make) was to alleviate the withdrawal symptoms to so extent. So, it did help with the trembling and nausea. It was ant to help eat and not vomit later. If a body is deprived of nutrients, it becos weaker. So, the dicine was supposed to help when I ate food to restore my health.
Trembling hands hindered my day-to-day life, so I mixed the dicine to reduce the trembling as much as I could. But whenever I had a headache, I couldn’t mix the dicine with the one I took for headaches because it conflicted with the gastrointestinal effects. I needed to develop my stamina to be able to take both dicines together.
The dicine I took really helped with the nausea and since I had barely eaten food these past few days, my body wanted nutrients. I was really hungry now. I don’t have the energy to cook, though. Maybe I could crawl to the kitchen and eat so fruits I had bought last ti. How long was I asleep?
While I was busy thinking all these things, Kaichen knocked the door and entered. I tried to wriggle out of the blanket before kicking it off and sat up and awkwardly looked at him. Kaichen looked at with his cold, golden eyes and I blushed. What is wrong with ?! I was bold and brazen, never embarrassed with sothing as silly as an eye contact! I pulled the blanket back with trembling hands. Thankfully, Kaichen didn’t make any comnts. He let out a short sigh and held out the tray towards .
“What’s this?” I asked looking at the tray with a bowl on it.
“Food,” he said, “You created a recipe for such an effective dicine, but it is not going to be of any use if your body doesn’t get the nutrients that it needs.”
“So, this porridge is for ?” I asked slowly.
“Yes,” he said. “I made it with ingredients that would provide necessary nutrients.”
“You made it yourself?!” I exclaid with more gusto than necessary.
“Why? Is there a problem?” he asked, looking annoyed.
“What? You made it yourself?”
“Is there a problem?”
I thought I was brazen and bold but I was stumped for words. I had never before cared whether I had annoyed him with whatever I did. I would just direct a smile. But this was…
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