Disappointing Teleportation Magic ~ Even Though The Movement Distance Is Only 1 Millimeter, I Will Rise Through Ingenuity ~ - Chapter 13.1
It’s been about five days since the attack.
According to Ludienne-san, the head of the infirmary, Tariq, who was temporarily hospitalized, seems to have been discharged safely.
Though the wounds were long, they didn’t seem to reach any vital organs or major bl00d vessels.
He seemed to be overjoyed at being told that he could have some time off for saving me.
Well, I’m relieved that he seems to be in good spirits.
It’s a relief that he didn’t die protecting me or suffer any serious aftereffects.
The new room I moved into since the day of the attack is a far cry from the solitary confinement-like room I had before.
I was surprised by the spaciousness of the reception room, but the private room in the back was even larger.
Not only that, but there’s also a closet, a private toilet, a bath, and a washroom.
Just the back room of the reception area seems sufficient for living.
In the reception area, there’s also a guest toilet, a washroom, and a maid’s waiting room.
Yes, there’s an exclusive maid for this room.
She’s a woman in her early twenties named Araseli-san, who has a calm demeanor and ties her unassuming dark brown hair behind her.
Although she’s called a maid, she’s not like the frilly maids you might find in Akihabara; she’s more like a traditional housemaid.
When I was told that I would be living in the same room as the maid, I expected some exciting or risqué developments, but in reality, a clear boundary is drawn: “Master!” and “Servant!”.
“Yuto-sama, dinner is ready.”
“Thank you. Would you like to join us, Araseli-san?”
“No, I will have mine later, so please go ahead and enjoy.”
“Um, if possible, could you just call me Yuto-san… or something like that…”
“I apologize. I am using polite language to avoid disrespect. Please also address me without honorifics, just Araseli.”
“Well, um…”
“Thank you very much.”
It’s not that she’s cold; in fact, she responds quite amiably. But there’s a clear lack of intimacy beyond the scope of work.
Perhaps she’s strengthening her guard so I won’t attack her… No, that’s unlikely.
Somehow, I feel like Araseli-san is not just an ordinary person.
She makes hardly any sound when preparing meals or tea, and her footsteps and presence are very faint.
Maybe she’s also serving as my bodyguard.
But still, being addressed with such formality by an older woman is embarrassing.
Apart from my living environment, my overall quality of life has improved significantly.
I had my personal belongings, such as clothes, brought from the dormitory for odd job workers, and I was also provided with new clothing.
The underwear and nightwear are incredibly comfortable, and the shoes seem to be currently under production by the craftsmen in the castle who came to take measurements.
Of course, all of this is because I seem to be able to learn the technique to remove the curse of darkness.
The method for removing the bruise has been unified to match the surrounding skin color, and now I can remove an area of about three millimeters in diameter at a time.
Fortunately, the test subject, Rosetta-san, has pale white skin like snow, and the first treatment was on her br3asts, which are usually hidden under clothing, so it didn’t turn too white. However, when we tried treating the bruise on her neck, it was found that the conventional method would make it too white.
From my perspective, even Rosetta-san’s neck, which looks perfectly white, would turn too white if not properly adjusted.
If she were the first prince, the area with the bruise would have looked even whiter.
The work I’ve been tasked with is progressing at a snail’s pace but is still progressing somewhat smoothly.
Although my living conditions outside of work have improved, a few troublesome issues have arisen.
The first problem is that my body has become sluggish.
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