"I went to a store in the East to buy food and miscellaneous goods"
Mintz and Doug decided to move and talk about how they bought the boy while drinking tea in the living room.
"Oh, I'll ask him while making soup so he can drink it. The two of you won't be able to cook anyway, so I'll rent you a kitchen.''
"That's bad."
Mintz begins preparing the soup with his familiar hands.
''I finished buying most of the things I needed, and there were some things I didn't have, so I took a trip to the south.''
Compared to the east district, which is lined with shops selling food and miscellaneous goods, the south district is not very safe.
It is lined with brothels, bars, and slave trader shops.
It's an area that I don't usually stop by, but there was only a store in the south that sold the magic tools I wanted to replenish.
"Is it Maldo's store?"
"Yes, there was a slave market in the square along the way."
"Recently, the security situation in that area has been getting worse and worse. I heard that slaves who came in the dark were also being sold without any hesitation."
I don't even want to see a slave market.
I feel sorry for the slaves being sold, but I can't save them all.
That's why I don't usually stop by places like that and pass by quickly.
"There's a cage in the corner of that slave city where he's kept. He crouched down and couldn't even look at me, and it seemed like he was out of breath."
I still don't understand why I was worried about him.
He's not the only slave in dire straits, and he knows it's just hypocrisy to save him alone.
However, I just couldn't take my eyes off it.
"While I was watching him by the cage, a slave trader came up to me and said he was no longer useful, so I sold him for a throwaway price, but he couldn't sell it. It's about time to dispose of it. And"
"You hit me so hard."
"Is it okay to just hit me? If it were me..."
I pretend that Mintz was muttering something quite disturbing, but I couldn't hear him.
I wanted to beat up the slaver and cut him off, but I knew if I did that on the spot, I would get caught.
"I felt like he was looking up at me and had eyes. With eyes that don't give up on everything at all."
"Well, it's only natural if you're in such a terrible situation"
"I couldn't look away from those eyes. I don't know why, but I feel like I have to protect him..."
I don't know why, but I just couldn't look away from him.
I felt like my instincts were screaming to protect him and that he was yours.
"That's why I bought it"
"Oh, I know it's hypocrisy. And even if buying with money was an insult to him, I just couldn't stand it."
"Isn't it really good? Even if that was the act of buying, Gail was probably the only one who could have saved him."
"I'm talking about you, who hated the slave trade more than anyone else. I'm sure there's a lot to think about... Well, thanks to you, that monk won't have to deal with painful or painful eyes from now on, isn't that enough for now?"
"That's right. All you have to do is immediately free yourself from slavery."
Their words were a relief to me.
Until now, everyone who sells, buys, and uses slaves has been an object of hatred, but now I have bought him as a slave.
Of course I had no intention of treating him as a slave, but I still couldn't forgive him for what he had done.
"Oh, that's right. Thank you both."
"You're really serious. Let's relax our shoulders a little more and live comfortably."
"Well, if you pull out the branch manager, that's it..."
"What happened?"
"No, nothing"
It seems that the soup he was making during this time was completed, and Mintz started preparing on his way home.
"If this soup gets cold, warm it up to human skin and let him drink it. I think it's quite difficult if you don't regain consciousness, but if you don't let them drink even a little, they will only become weak. Please don't give me any ingredients. It's hard to pinch it in your throat, so please eat it together."
"Understood."
"It was all bad, Mintz. Thanks to you, I was saved."
"No, no, anytime if you're okay with something like this. If you need anything, please contact me again immediately. It's amazing!"
"Oh, of course."
"Oh, nice to meet you!"
"Then please excuse me. See you again at the guild."
After saying that, Mintz quickly leaves.
"Now, let's go see how the monk is doing"
"ah"
Doug and I head to the bedroom where he is sleeping.
He was still limp in bed.
"I think it would be better to take care of her for a while. As long as you and I take turns in the guild, that's okay, right? There shouldn't have been any urgent work right now."
"I'll check it out, but it should be okay, but is that okay? Even if you say you're going to take care of someone, it would be difficult with that skill, right?"
"If you say that, your feet will probably do the same. It's okay, how many years do you think it's been since you became this arm? I can do most things."
While saying this, Doug makes a gesture like hitting his left arm, which has not been severed from the ground up.
"Well, I'm sorry for bothering you."
"Okay, okay. I'm no longer someone else's problem. We should protect this guy."
Doug was wiping the sweat from his forehead while saying that.
After all, he must be suffering from the heat, with an expression of agony on his face.
"I'll give him a quick drink of soup, then I'll brew the medicine that Mintz gave him and give him a drink. Doug, please take a bath in the meantime."
I really wanted to take care of him for the first time.
"Oh, I'll leave that to you for now. If you need anything, please call me right away."
"ah"
Doug heads to the bath, and while I warm up the soup that Mintz made, I also brew the medicine and prepare it.
During that time, I threw the luggage I bought today into a suitable location.
Prepare a soup warmed to the level of human skin and a well-decoction of medicinal water, and head to him.
Sitting next to him with a high fever and an expression of agony on his face, his gaze falls on his face.
When I see this, I feel that my desire for protection increases beyond my control.
The Bear Tribe is a race that has a strong instinct to protect the small and weak, and certainly has a strong desire for protection, but I think this feeling goes beyond that.
His black hair, not tall, but small, clean nose, thin lips, those black eyes that I can't see right now, white skin, I want to take it all for myself, even for a moment under my protection. I don't want to let go of it, I even feel irresistibly adorable.
As I stared at him for a while while thinking about this, I unconsciously put my finger through his hair.
I couldn't believe that I was doing that, but I came to my senses and tried to make him drink soup first.
The soup that Mintz made was made by slowly simmering Ikkaku rabbit meat, some herbs, and vegetables.
The clear liquid has just the right amount of salt and the flavor of the ingredients is strong, so I took a bite and found it to be very delicious.
Raise his back a little to support him and carry the soup to his mouth with a spoon.
I opened my mouth a little and poured it in, but there was no sign of swallowing, and it almost flowed out from the edge of my mouth.
I hurriedly wiped off the towel, but I couldn't let him drink it like this.
After thinking about what was going on for a while, I came up with the idea of forcing someone to drink it by mouth.
Take care of yourself, take care of yourself, tell yourself there's nothing wrong with it, and put a small amount of soup in your mouth.
I'll make the boy open his mouth a little, wrap his little mouth around him, and pour his mouth over him and into the back.
When liquid flows deep into the water, it seems like there is a desire to drink water, and it swallows slowly.
Her gesture of trying so hard to swallow liquid from my mouth is adorable.
As I poured it in, the boy's tongue and my own were intertwined, and I felt a strange or even pleasant feeling, but once again I told myself that I was taking care of him.
Even if you force yourself to drink too much from the beginning, it will be a burden, so after giving them about half of the bowl, they will be given about half a glass of water and completely cold medicinal water in the same way.
The medicinal bath was bitter to death.
Wouldn't it be better to mix this with something sweet?
Next time I give you a drink, think about it.
After watching the boy for a while, Doug also came to the room, steaming from his head, as if he had come out of the bath.
"Ah, it's refreshing. Oh, isn't the monk's complexion getting better even though he doesn't have a heart?"
''I gave him soup and gave him medicinal water and water.''
"I see. But I was able to drink the soup even though I wasn't conscious of it. What did you do?"
"...It's mouth-to-mouth."
"...one more time"
"...They say they gave him a mouth-to-mouth drink."
"...Yeah, well, it can't be helped! Because I'm not conscious! Benefit benefit!"
I feel like I was saying something that bothered me at the end, but I decided to ignore it.
"Well, I'll take care of the monk, so you should take a bath next time. When you come up, eat and let's go to bed today.''
"I understand. Then I asked for him."
"Understood."