2 Unconscious sadness –Sen
The day Rhonya fell ill .
After lightly cleaning up the shop, I waited for Rhonya to wake up before returning home .
Rhonya who just woke up looked like she’s still in much pain . And to recover back her health, she decided to close the shop for tomorrow .
Around this time, we (demis) regularly visit the shop every day . All the more so that we wish for Rhonya’s quick recovery . Although it’s regrettable, we would have to find lunch somewhere else tomorrow . We of the DemiMercSquad lives in the outskirt of the city of Domskhasa .
“Sena, you better go nurse Ojou tomorrow”
The evening that day, Ryuse-san said so to me as I was sitting on the chair reading a book .
“… . Why?”
“Isn’t it your fault that Ojou fell sick”
“I told you that’s unreasonable”
“But you, you’re off duty tonight anyways . And since Ojou’s living alone, and it’s also your fault, just go and nurse her”
“……”
Although I flipped a page of the book, its contents did not go through my head .
It’s true that she lives alone and so there wouldn’t be anyone to nurse her to health . But, Rhonya is loved by the townspeople, so some of the meddlesome ones would try to help her out .
“And we don’t get to eat Tenchou’s cooking tomorrow… . The heck…”
Chise who was lazing around on the sofa whispered so in a regrettable tone . Then moments later, he started snoozing off while making a snore .
“Then, how about letting Boss nurse her? I’ll go to work instead” Moving the focus of the conversation towards s.h.i.+ze who was laying down on the opposite sofa .
In the past, s.h.i.+ze had taken care of children, and so he definitely knows how to nurse a sick person . But there was no reply back from s.h.i.+ze, it seems he had fallen asleep .
“What’s with that, Sena . Do you really hate to nurse Ojou so much”
“…Not that I hate it but… *sigh, fine… I’ll go so take a short nap, will you Ryuse?”
Ryuse then hugged a cus.h.i.+on and jumped onto an empty sofa and stared at me .
“… . What?”
“Don’tcha dare make a move on a sick person”
“Go to sleep already”
What’s he talking about…
Moving the cus.h.i.+on towards his face, Ryuse then closed his eyes .
An hour after, Ryuse and Chise who woke up then started fussing about it again .
“You better go and nurse her I tell ya! You have to!” as they pointed it out once again . I sent them off as they go to work .
The next morning, taking a book on my hand, I headed towards Rhonya’s shop .
Moving around in my half beast form, I stopped as I saw a townsperson taking ahold of a familiar cup . It was the takeaway cup used in Café Mattari .
“There’s nothing like a cup of coffee from Rhonychan’s to start the day . ”
I could hear such a voice . And it looks like he’s holding onto a freshly brewed cup of coffee . Fearing my intuition, I quickened my steps .
But
“Oh? Sensan… Good morning”
The door opened before I could knock it, and Rhonya’s face protruded out from the gap .
A far listless voice compared to yesterday .
Her narrowed eyes look drowsy unlike her usual cheerful blue eyes, and her silky silver hair was let down unlike usual . On her shoulders was a light blanket .
Of course, the usual ‘welcome’ and smile was not there, and I could feel a sadness .
“… . Morning”
As I greeted back in a slightly moody tone .
The smell of coffee wafted through the shop, and I could smell the usual sweet and plant-like smell from her .
“What are you doing, you’re not resting enough”
“Eh? I did take a rest”
“You brewed a cup of coffee for the customer, right”
“Ah… A return gift for coming to visit me”
“… . Good grief”
I feel that this little girl here doesn’t understand the meaning of resting .
“Since the reason you fell sick was partly my fault, let me nurse you to health . Can I go in?”
“Eh?… No, this is my fault”
“Ryuse and the rest are blaming me for it, and I too want you to recover swiftly . Or, is there a reason you wouldn’t let me enter?”
She may be feeling repulsive on the fact that a just-known acquaintance, a male to boot, to enter her house .
But for a friend to be so cautious of me, made me feel
“Actually, yes…”
My eyes widened to hear Rhonya’s confirmation .
Does that mean she doesn’t trust me?
“… . The Rotos are here to take care of me, so please do not mind”
“…Aah, so the Rotos are here?”
“Yes . . So, the neighbors too did offer to nurse me, but I have declined them”
The justified reason to not let anyone enter her house was due to the presence of the shy spirits who came to take care of her .
“I am currently brewing some medicine, and will go back to sleep after drinking, and I believe to be fully recovered by tomorrow”
“…But I think there are some things the small-sized Rotos can’t do as well, right . I’ll be the one to decline the visitors’ offer, so you should go rest before your condition turns any worse”
If the spirits are here (to take care of her), then I should just enter . If she keeps brewing a cup of coffee for each visitor, she won’t have any time to even rest .
I could do what the spirits can’t, and it’s the most suitable role for me as well .
“…Awawa”
Forcefully trying to enter inside, Rhonya let out a slightly fl.u.s.tered voice .
“My apologies… I am not in proper clothing” Looking down in embarra.s.sment, she held down her hair .
…Rather than being cautious of me, I believe she just doesn’t want me to see her in her current state . It relieved me a bit .
“I’ll just read a book over here, so I’ll be able to deal with the visitors easily”
“Ah, then, how about a cup of coffee?”
“You, go to bed without doing anything now”
“… . Alright”
Rhonya finally headed towards her room . While staggering around with a heavy step . It feels uneasy thinking how she could reach the second floor in that state .
“I’ll carry you up there”
Putting down the book on the table, I carried her on my back .
A sweet smell wafted through my nose, probably from her hair which was let down . The smell of flowers .
“Wow . . Sensan, you sure have the strength”
Rhonya made a smile while saying so in a slightly softer tone . She had completely let down her guard, and not a speck of wariness .
She seemed to be surprised since our height and stature is similar .
“Since I’m a Demi”