“Dalia!” Dalia!” While I was constantly blaming myself and getting overwheld, I felt Kaichen’s hand on my shoulders and his voice calling .
“Ah… Teacher…,” I managed to mumble. Kaichen knelt in front of and held my shoulders tightly and looked in the eye.
“You don’t have to tell , I won’t ask…. So, stop,” he said gently. “You can stop thinking about it.”
“Ah… I…”
“It’s okay.” He told what I had wanted to hear the most. He didn’t expect an answer and it was okay. It was so reassuring, and his eyes looked at so warmly. I sighed in relief.
“I’m sorry, teacher,” I uttered useless words of apology. I was already soaked in a cold sweat. I could even feel the heat throughout my body. I felt unstable both physically and ntally.
“Let’s stop here for today and take so rest.”
“Thank you.” I bid him goodbye and returned to my bedroom, but I felt uncomfortable. I let out a weary sigh. I searched my bag for the dicine I had made. I hadn’t known what Mickey’s disease was, so I had brought the dicine along to consult Kaichen about its efficacy and the ingredients.
I grabbed the vial of dicine tightly and headed back to the lab where Kaichen was. He looked surprised to see here again. But when he saw , he approached from the desk.
“Didn’t I tell you to rest?”
“Yes…but…”
“Do you want to be sick again?”
“No…”
“If you do not want to get sick, then listen to and take the day off.”
It was strange to see him scolding so gently. The frown on his face was the sa as usual but his tone was different. I braced myself for what I was about to say.
“This… this is the antidote I ntioned earlier.” I offered him the vial of dicine. “Teacher, please examine it in detail. It will help you with your research.”
He looked at and sighed. “Couldn’t you have given this to later?”
“You told to cooperate actively.”
As he leaned against the door, he smiled. It was a strange to see him reach out to support and then clench his fists and lower them. He looked conflicted. He wanted to help but I guess his mysophobia stopped him from touching others. I smiled and then laughed.
“Then I… I will leave now and rest a bit. I don’t want to cause you more trouble…,” I said hurriedly. He accepted the dicine vial and placed it gingerly on the palm of his hand. I returned to my room and laid down on the bed.
I had only been able to get out of my bed after ten days, and I couldn’t believe I collapsed on the bed after only half a day. How do I have such poor stamina? I thought about the ingredients in my blood. If it was really Gordon, then I might be suffering from ntal degradation.
I thought she was perfectly normal, but she turned out to be a completely crazy woman. Dalia had lost her mind because she was trapped in ti magic, but I thought it might be because of this that her mind did not return to normal even after the magic was broken. Looking at what has been revealed so far… It had been a perfect cri. Soone had tried to assassinate Dalia in the most unsuspicious and brutal way. Damn you, Dalia!
I closed my eyes tightly. Not for the first ti, I lanted that I was stuck in a useless novel. My eyes throbbed. I took the dicine that Kaichen had given from the table, drank it all up and pressed my palms to my eyes. It was a familiar pain.
“It hurts…” I was really used to pain but that didn’t an it didn’t hurt. I smiled hollowly, while pressing on my eyes.
It’s really damn hard to get off on the right foot.
* * *
Nightmares always started with the sa scene. I wake up in a boring room where not a single grain of dust has changed. The sky is clear without a single cloud, and bottles of alcohol are rolling around in the spacious room.
The dazzling sunlight shines through the thick curtains. It was the sa day every ti. Whether I woke up early or late didn’t matter. It was the sa every ti. The sa room, the sa view. After waking up, I kicked the bottle on the ground and drank the alcohol on the table. Otherwise, my hands would tremble violently.
Who said it? That one drinks because of weak willpower. I’ve been drinking like this for decades. The sa day, the sa habit. No matter how much I drank, I didn’t get drunk. At first, I thought that Dalia’s body was strong, she resisted intoxication, but it was not the case. My mind was strong.
I wanted to get drunk and forget but my mind did not get intoxicated no matter how much I drank. At first, with my body, I thought my mind was also getting drunk, but it began to beco clearer instead of intoxicated.
“Lady, you already drank a lot.”
“Huh? No… no matter how much I drink, I don’t get drunk, so it’s okay. Las! Bring more!
You will forget this tomorrow, anyway. Nobody rembered the events of any day anyway, everything started with a clean slate the next day. Nobody rembered either. I was so lonely, so I brazenly pretended that I knew them. I wanted to not feel so alone. Hardly anyone welcod the drunken countess.
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