Disappointing Teleportation Magic ~ Even Though The Movement Distance Is Only 1 Millimeter, I Will Rise Through Ingenuity ~ - Chapter 46.3

Umino-san and the others, who perform treatments on the royal family’s skin, should be treated as top-class craftsmen, just like me, who treats Alberic.

“Anyway, it seems the four of us here can somehow manage to live.”

“Yes, it’s thanks to the advice you gave us back then, Kirikaze-kun.”

“No, my advice was just the trigger; it’s the result of Umino-san and the others’ ingenuity.”

“That’s not true. Despite being treated so poorly, we were able to carve out our own path because you, Kirikaze-kun, were there for us. We really appreciate it.”

Umino-san leaned forward and firmly grasped my right hand with both of hers, passionately expressing her gratitude.

Being stared at with such moist eyes, I almost misunderstood her intentions.

“If that’s the case, then my efforts were worth it.”

“Yes, thank you, Kirikaze-kun.”

“You’re welcome…”

Umino-san showed no sign of letting go of my hand, leaving me unsure of what to do next.

As I was at a loss, Araseli’s cold voice echoed.

“Lord Yuto, if you’re done talking, you should rest…”

“Yes, that’s right. Umino-san, I’m still not in top shape, so I’ll take a rest.”

Even though I had slept through the night and should have recovered a bit, a chill ran down my back.

Yes, I think it’s best to sleep quietly.

I excused myself from Umino-san, who was slightly pouting, and entered the bedroom I hadn’t been in for a long time.

Changing into my nightwear, I got into the bed, which was several times larger than the one in the underground shelter, and gestured for Araseli to lie next to me.

As usual, I pulled Araseli, who lay beside me, close and kissed her.

Araseli, pulling back from the kiss, apologized.

“I’m sorry, Lord Yuto.”

“I understand, I don’t intend to go that far yet.”

“No, it’s not that… I thought you might have wanted to talk with your friends a bit more…”

“Oh, I can talk to Umino-san anytime, and you were concerned about my health, right?”

“Yes… No, it’s not that…”

For someone who usually speaks clearly, Araseli seemed unusually hesitant.

“What’s wrong?”

“Well… yes, perhaps something is wrong with me.”

In the dim light of the night lamp, Araseli’s eyes seemed to waver with confusion.

“When I saw Lord Yuto holding hands with Kazumi, it hurt deep inside my chest…”

“Araseli…”

“Oh no, Lord Yuto. Your health…”

Hearing such sweet words, there’s no way I could hold back.

Any slight illness was blown away by the surge of emotions.

However, as soon as it was over, my condition worsened, and the next morning, I got a stern scolding from Araseli.