Chapter 8: I’ll ‘nurse’ the young lady!

“Achoo..!”

Was it because yesterday’s night walk was a bit too long?

The young lady caught a cold.

“I’m really sorry, young lady.”

“It’s not your fault.. Mana told me to go inside.. It’s because I didn’t go in… Achoo!”

“Hngeeehhh…”

Even while lying in bed, the young lady tells me it’s okay.

Seeing the young lady like that makes me feel even more guilty.

What is an exclusive maid doing…

Even if the young lady wanted it, I should have prioritized the young lady’s health, reasoned with her nicely, and come inside.

“I have no excuses… Instead, I’ll take care and perfectly nurse you!”

“Yes, cough cough…”

Let’s do my best so that the young lady can get better quickly.

“Then… The first thing to do.”

The best thing for a patient is to eat well and sleep well.

She slept well during the night, so I think I’ll make porridge for breakfast today.

Of course, in this world, it’s called soup, not porridge.

I should put a lot of vegetables in the ingredients.

I go into the kitchen and prepare the dish.

Four things are important when cooking. Good ingredients. Good cook, good tools, good heart.

Right now, all four are satisfied here.

First, lightly wash the rice, which will be the base of the porridge, in water and soak it in water.

And finely chop vegetables that taste sweet when cooked, such as cabbage, spinach, carrots, and onions, put them in separate pans, and lightly stir-fry them to bring out the flavor and aroma.

Start slowly making porridge with the soaked rice.

The key point is to add a little flour, butter, and milk so that it tastes familiar to medieval people, and boil it like ‘tarakjuk’ (milk porridge).

Boil the porridge at once, then add the vegetables and simmer gently.

Just a little salt.

“Good, perfect.”

I place the pot with the porridge on a tray and enter the young lady’s room.

“Young lady, it’s time to eat.”

“Yes…”

The young lady’s condition definitely doesn’t look good.

I carefully raise the young lady, scoop the porridge into a bowl, and blow on it hoo hoo… to cool it down appropriately.

“…It smells good.”

“I’m sure you’ll like it.”

“Here, ah~”

“Ah…”

The young lady carefully takes the porridge, chews it a few times in her mouth, and then swallows it.

“…It’s warm. And strangely sweet.”

“Do you like it?”

“Yes.. I like it.”

I’m glad you do.

I keep blowing on the porridge hoo hoo… and feeding it to the young lady.

“Nom… Nom…”

“Good. You’re eating well.”

“…What about Mana?”

“I’ll eat after I’m done taking care of the young lady.”

“Of course, I’ll have the same menu.”

“…Yes, that’s good.”

She ate about ten mouthfuls like that.

“…That’s enough, Mana.”

“Yes, since it’s porridge, you’ll get hungry easily, so I’ll give you more later.”

“Yes… Achoo..!”

I lightly wipe the young lady’s nose and mouth with a handkerchief and pat her back.

“Ueh? What are you doing, Mana?”

“I’m patting you to help you digest.”

“Will that, ugh…, help digestion?”

“It will, right?”

“…Em, embarrassing.”

“It’s okay.”

“A patient only needs to think about getting better quickly.”

“Ugh…”

I sit next to the young lady and gently stroke her stomach.

“It’s warm…”

“It’s good for your health.”

“Really?”

“Yes, it’s good for blood circulation too.”

“It’s called ‘yakson’ (healing hand).”

“…Mana seems amazing, knowing so much about that.”

“If it can help the young lady, I can do anything.”

At times like this, I’m thankful that I’m a transmigrator… no, a possessor.

“Mana…”

“Yes, young lady?”

“…Yes.”

I wait next to the young lady until she falls asleep, and after confirming that she’s asleep, I get up from my seat.

She’s sleeping now, so she’ll probably sleep for an hour.

“..Young lady?”

“…No. No…”

…Is it because she’s sick?

She seems to be having a bad dream.

Normally, I would clean and make the room clean, and then prepare some fruit in advance.

“Young lady…”

But I can’t help but feel concerned.

It’s all my fault that such a small young lady is sick.

“Mana… Don’t…”

“…I’m not going anywhere, young lady.”

I carefully lie down next to the young lady and hug her.

“Haa… Haaaa…”

“…You’re going through unnecessary trouble because of me.”

“I should have brought a lot of health-related magic items.”

I wonder if the nightmare is over.

I stay by the side of the young lady who is sleeping again.

…I think it would be good for the young lady if I stayed by her side until she wakes up.

About 2 hours later, the young lady woke up.

“I need the bathroom…”

“Yes, I’ll go with you.”

Carefully.. carefully.. I take the young lady’s hand to the bathroom.

It seems like her fever has gone down a little compared to before.

“Then I’ll be waiting in front?”

“Yes…”

The young lady stumbles, but fortunately, she went into the bathroom well.

I close the door…

“Mana.. are you there?”

“Yes, I’m here, young lady!”

“…”

She still seems very dizzy.

Is there anything else I can do to help?

Warm tea and fruit would be good, I suppose.

“Mana…”

“Yes, young lady.”

“Yes… you’re there?”

“Yes, yes, don’t worry.”

“I’m diligently guarding the bathroom door.”

“Okay…”

…After tea and fruit, a light egg dish would be good so as not to strain her digestion.

I hear the sound of the toilet flushing and the young lady washing her hands.

“Mana, I’m out.”

“Yes, young lady.”

“Shall we go to bed then?”

“Huh…?”

Heave-ho…

I pick up the young lady and go to the bed.

“Are you in a lot of pain?”

“No, I’m not in pain.”

“Lying.. Your body is like a ball of fire.”

“Ugh… I’m a little sick.”

“You shouldn’t lie, you know?”

“Always be honest with me, young lady.”

“Yes, I understand…”

The young lady wraps her arms around my neck.

…Certainly, her body temperature is too high compared to normal.

“Young lady, I think you need to take some medicine.”

“Medicine?”

“Yes, everything else is fine, but your body temperature is too high, so I think you should take a medicine to lower your body temperature.”

“Can you wait a little?”

“…”

I quickly go down to the first floor, get the antipyretic from the luggage I brought, and go back up.

Orange syrup-flavored antipyretic.

“Here, take a bite, young lady.”

“Nom… Ugh… This tastes weird…”

“But it also has an orange flavor.”

“I guess so…”

Well, I can’t help it if she dislikes it.

If medicine tasted good, would it be medicine?

Even though she grimaces, I gently stroke the young lady’s head after she finishes a spoonful as I gave her.

“Well done, young lady.”

“Here, have a cup of tea too.”

“…When did you make this?”

“I prepared it when I brought the medicine.”

“…I didn’t even notice.”

The young lady takes a sip of the fragrant fruit tea, hmm… and makes a sound.

“…My throat doesn’t feel good.”

“Your throat may be swollen because of the cold.”

“But if you drink a lot of water, eat well, and rest well, you’ll get better soon.”

“…”

“Your cough has decreased a lot compared to this morning, right?”

“…I think so.”

Originally, with a cold, if the throat is okay, the nose is bothered, and if the nose is okay, there’s a fever.

So please bear with it a little more, young lady.

“How about it, would you like to lie down?”

“…Shall I?”

“Yes, that would be the best for the young lady’s body.”

“…Okay.”

“Ah, just a moment before that.”

“Let’s change your clothes.”

Clothes soaked in sweat have various unnecessary adverse effects on the patient.

It’s important to change them in advance.

“Ngh…”

I lightly lift the young lady, who is sitting blankly on the bed, take off her pajamas, and wipe the sweat off her body with a clean towel slightly dampened with warm water.

“Young lady, are you in a lot of pain?”

“No.. just my head is throbbing… I can’t think of anything.”

“The antipyretic will work soon, so don’t worry.”

“…Yes, I will.”

“When the cold is gone, we’ll go back to our original life, young lady?”

“Original life..?”

“Yes, sleeping together every day, waking up together, washing together, having breakfast together, reading books together, having lunch together, studying, and taking walks.”

“Every day, together.”

“That would be really nice.”

For the first time today, a bright smile hangs on the young lady’s lips.

“To do that, we need to get the cold out of the young lady’s body quickly, right?”

“..!”

Our young lady is really…

“Now, shall we put on different clothes?”

“Yes, please, Mana.”

I bring another set of pajamas, put them on, and carefully.. lay the young lady down.

“Mana…”

“Yes, young lady.”

“…I’ll close my eyes for a bit.”

“Yes, as you wish.”

“Stay by my side…”

As you command.

I carefully lie down next to the young lady and lightly hug her.

“…Please get well soon.”

“Yes…”

Like that, I spent a whole day by the young lady’s side.

The next day.

“…Mana. I think I’m feeling a little better.”

“I see.”

“Good morning, young lady.”

“…Mana, you look a little tired.”

“No way.”

“I’m a perfect professional maid.”

…Actually, I couldn’t sleep because I was worried that something might happen to the young lady.

But seeing the young lady getting healthier makes me feel at ease.

“You’re not overdoing it, are you?”

“Not at all.”

“I’ll prepare breakfast?”

“Yes, please.”

Now the young lady eats breakfast using a spoon herself.

“Mana… When I get better, I have one wish…”

“Yes, what is it, young lady?”

“I, when I get better, I want to go on a picnic.”

“A picnic…”

“Yes, to a place where flowers are blooming.”

“…I understand.”

“Get well soon, okay?”

“Wait, I’ll get better in 3 days.”

“Yes, I’ll believe you.”

“Then I want to eat more porridge!”

“Haha, here you go.”

The young lady, who vowed to get better in 3 days, surprisingly got rid of her cold completely exactly 3 days later.

“Mana! I’m all better!”

“We can go on a picnic, right!? Right!”

“Yes, yes, that’s right, young lady.”

“Shall we go together tomorrow?”

“Yahoo!!!!”

…She’s still young, after all.

“I’m so happy to go on my first picnic with Mana!”

“…I’m also happy, young lady.”

“This is all thanks to Mana!”

Yes, my young lady is 100 times better off being lively like that than being sickly and weak.

..I’ll prepare the best picnic for you, young lady.