I Have No Health

Caesar’s idea was a cute way of thinking.

If he’s learnt that, there must be someone who taught him and it might be Caesar’s teacher or parent.

I hesitated for a moment, then slightly waved my hand at his persistent stare.

‘What do you want me to do!’

Immediately, embarrassment poured in.

I was wondering what this was all about. I’m not a child anymore and it’s not like I didn’t know how to send a letter.

“Then, I’ll send it.”

“Ah!”

He took the letter out of my trembling hand and went off.

How cold-hearted!

I could hear Caesar opening the door and putting down the letter.

“To Rubenio, immediately.”

As Rubenio did, I wrote my name on the front side of the letter.

The butler who received the letter from Caesar will know who the writer of the letter is.

Even if Caesar’s words weren’t voiced, the letter would be delivered quickly through the shortest route. The butler’s eyes were filled with solemnity.

Caesar closed the door without seeing the face of the butler, who was determined to do well.

But on his way back, he had another encased plate in his hand.

“Are you still feeling well?”

He looked at me and asked again.

A chill swept through my body for a moment, but it was a familiar sensation to me.

‘This body is wriggling again.’

I nodded my head casually as I overlooked the signal from my body.

I was used to it by now, and there was nothing particularly bad about it.

“Yes.”

At my answer, his face became satisfied.

He immediately opened the lid of the plate and set it down in front of me.

“Please eat.”

It was a skillfully cooked soup. It’s boiled so that I won’t know what was added.

“What’s this?”

“I heard that it’s a newly-developed soup by the chef.”

“What kind of soup is it? I’ve never seen this before.”

Accustomed to accepting Caesar’s food, I ate a spoonful of the thick green soup without any doubt.

“Most of the ingredients are common vegetables. They mentioned that it’s easy to digest.”

“It’s more like vegetable juice than soup. There must have been a lot of vegetables in it.”

“In the body…”

Caesar paused as he spoke, and then quickly added as if nothing had happened.

“It’s said to have been made by ingredients that were carefully selected to suit your body well.”

“Is it custom made?”

“Eat a lot. They say that if you feel good, you eat well.”

I couldn’t guess what was in the soup because it was hidden by the color and taste, but it was delicious.

I emptied the plate clean.

I emptied one bowl and ate about half more.

“You didn’t throw up.”

“The soup tastes okay to an extent.”

He had a shy smile. When I stared at him because it felt strange, he turned his head as if he had made a mistake.

Pfft.

I obsessively liked it. There was a hint of embarrassment on his cheeks.

“Sona.”

Then, the green spirit appeared.

“What trick… are you trying to do?”

Nineina’s eyes were naturally drawn to the lovely spirit, but they did not forget to be wary.

“Trick? All I have done is summon your favorite spirit. You have to feel good after eating a meal to digest better.”

As he signaled, the spirit slowly approached him.

Having short limbs wasn’t a problem, but it was shy.

The spirit’s transparent body shook.

“Uh? What’s wrong with Sona?”

“It’s a kind of emotional expression. Just as human cheeks turn red when embarrassed.”

His slurred tone was colder than usual, but that’s about it.

My interests lie elsewhere. To Sona, who was lightly putting her hand on the bridge of my nose.

As soon as the small hand brushed over my skin slightly, I felt a surprisingly intense sensation of freshness.

“Oh! Boop! Hahaha!”

Somehow, I burst into laughter and felt better.

I could see the cliff where the breeze was blowing calmly.

I was like a tree on a cliff.

Every time the wind blew and the dew on the leaves fell, I felt pleasant and happy.

“It is a blessing of the spirit. Sona seems to like you too.”

His dry words shattered the ecstatic illusion, but not into a bad mood.

I felt refreshed as if waking up from a good dream.

“I like you too.”

I was a little ashamed to say something similar to a child’s confession.

The flapping wings vibrated up and down.

Sona whirled around me with a flutter.

It looked like it was dancing. Even though we couldn’t communicate, Sona was cute and fun to be together with.

The spirit flew lightly and rubbed its cheek against mine.

Nineina’s facial muscles twitched at the chilling feeling that gave her goosebumps.

“You’re treating it oddly enough for a spirit.”

“It’s cute. Lovely and pretty.”

He had a very peculiar look.

He seemed to feel a sense of disparity in my attitude.

Don’t tell me that you think you’re in the same league with the cute Sona?

“Now that we have eaten, why don’t you do some exercise?”

Exercise!

My doubts about Caesar, which had been raised for a moment, flew away like the wind.

“I love working out!”

“It’s a standing exercise.”

It wasn’t a walking exercise, but a standing exercise.

It was a suitable exercise for my body, but I was disappointed inside.

“Let’s slightly increase the difficulty.”

What a good teacher he was. He’s well-prepared.

“What is it?”

“It’s a type of acupressure plate. It’s a good exercise for blood circulation.”

It was carved out of wood. Several round semi circles rose.

There was a difference in our heights and it seemed quite painful to stand.

“Come and stand.”

Without hesitation, I went and stood. If you saw us from the side, I must’ve looked like a little puppy that lacks excitement.

“Ugh!”

But soon, the pain came. Anyone who had tried acupressure would feel throbbing pain all the way to the top of their head.

“It hurts…….”

“I feel like I’m tormenting you. It’s just exercise. Please push it all the way to the back.”

“This is so… ah, it hurts so much!! Teacher… Ahhh!”

The soles of my feet stung as if it had been beaten with a hammer.

I nearly fell as I struggled, but his hand grabbed my forearm and supported me.

“……Teacher?”

He asked in a very cryptic tone, but I couldn’t afford to worry about that because the soles of my feet were on fire.

“Argh! Ahh! Argh!”

My right foot and the left foot quickly switched as if I was dancing on a grill.

I stumbled a few times, but his hands were wrapped around me like sticky glue, preventing my escape.

“Sa.. Save me… Teacher!”

“You’re not going to die from this. And who’s a teacher…”

“Ahhh!”

A few tears escaped. It hurts so much!

“There, pressing on… Ugh, it’s too harsh!”

“You need to gain more weight for it to feel refreshing!”

He pressed on my shoulders again. The soles of my feet, which had become fresh red, have faded to white again. My face must’ve been like that too.

“Press with more force on the tip of your toes.”

“L… Like this?”

“Tighter. Don’t miss a single spot.”

“Ahhh! It hurts so much!”

The door suddenly opened wide, perhaps because my scream was too loud.

I made eye contact with a flustered Sarah.

“Ex-Exercise with the teacher… Oh, oh! Go easy!”

“……”

Sarah quietly closed the door, blocking the other maids peeping in from behind her.

Slam. The sound of the door closing coldly was somewhat embarrassing.

Why do I feel this way when the door closes?

***

I ate normally and slept normally, but my condition gradually improved.

Being normal was my standard, even though I was still weak.

But now, I was able to stand for about 10 minutes.

I managed to walk around the room without much difficulty.

The dizziness, chest pain and nausea were still there, but just being able to move my body like others made me very happy.

As a result, I was worried at times.

There’s a possibility that I was burning the last flame.

“Am I really healthy? You’re not doing this because I’m about to die soon, right?”

Thinking blankly, I looked up at Caesar and asked.

I was now being carried by him into the garden.

Because I was allowed to take a walk in the garden.

Caesar, who had just arrived in the garden, put me down and hardened his face.

“You won’t die.”

“For the time being?”

I repeated what Caesar had once said.

His face stiffened a little.

“In the future.”