The knock on the door stopped Nathanâs action, who was just opening the closet door. As Nathanâs eyes turned to the door, Azarâs voice, who Nathan thought was sleeping next to him, was heard.
âI called a servant. I told you yesterday, so they will show you the room youâre staying in. Get out.â
âOh, yesâŚâ
Azarâs voice, which had fallen into the water, became smaller and smaller, and the last word to go out was hard to hear. Nathan opened the door with a glance at Hazard lying on his stomach in the same position as he entered the bathroom.
Clattering.
âGood morning. Good morning, isnât it?â
âYes, good morning.â
When I carefully closed the door and came out, an elderly servant wearing a butlerâs uniform stood. His soft face was benevolent. He smiled softly and greeted me in the morning, and Nathan smiled slightly and crossed the greeting.
âOh, would you hold on for a second?â
After looking through Nathan once, the servant asked Nathan for his understanding and turned to enter the room. Of course, I didnât forget to ask Hazard for his understanding before entering the room. Soon after, the user came out of the room again and had a jacket in his hand.
âIâm sorry. Did you wait long? I think youâd better wear this. Itâs still a little chilly in the morning.â
âOh, yes. Thank you.â
Nathan was puzzled and put his arm in his jacket as the user dressed him. Come to think of it, I wasnât just dressed to walk around. Nathan said, closing the door, which was still open, as he arranged his appearance.
âSee you later.â
This time, there was no word coming back about whether he was really asleep. Therefore, Nathan closed the door without regret and walked into the hallway with the guidance of the servant.
âIâm late to introductions. My name is Vascent, and Iâm the butler in charge of managing the Marquis Barcelaâs summer home.â
âOh, my name is Nathan Norbert. Please feel free to call me Norbert.â
âYes, Mr. Norbert.â
â.âŚIf you donât mind, may I comment for a moment?â
âWhat? Yes, go ahead.â
âShall I call in a physician?â
Nathan blinked at him. Now it appears that Vascentâs gaze was fixed on his right cheek. Nathan said, covering his cheeks with his palm in an awkward mood âAs expected, does it look bad?â
âIâm sorry to say this, but it looks worse. Did Azar hit you? Itâs no wonder thereâs a grumble among your friends, so please feel free to tell meââ
âOh, no, no! Itâs because I fell out of bed while sleeping. Me being hit by Hazard? No, that never happened!â
Nathan waved his hand in surprise. At this rate, I am afraid that rumors will spread that I was beaten by Hazard. A man who was fine until yesterday comes out with a big bruise on his face the next day. Anyone would think the same thing. Perhaps it was because I shared a room with Hazard, but it seemed to have caused a strange misunderstanding.
âAre you sure?â
âNo, I just fell on the floor and hit my face.â
Vascent took Nathan straight to another helper who then looked at Nathan and repeatedly asked the same question as Vascent. Nathan explained many times, and he seemed to be branded as a customer who fell face-first on the floor from his bed throughout the house. His face flushed.
âOh, you must have been sick. Seeing that the bruise is so severe, I think itâs going to take a long time to get back to normal.â
âIs that so?â
âIf you look like this, I think you get bruises easily. Can I take a look?â
âOkay, first of all, I have a bruise on my ankle.â
Nathan lifted his clothes and showed his ankles. The lawmaker looked suspicious because it was obviously a human handprint.
âIsnât that Azarâs hand?â
âOh, radish, of course. Itâs because I get bruises easily, but thereâs never been a case where you think âWho is Hazard going to hit?â because heâs nice to people!â
Nathan made a flustered excuse. The bruise on the ankle was Azarâs fault, but if I told them the truth, he would eventually regain the suspicion that his face was like that. Itâs because we canât control my strength when playing around, but the point stands that the main character is so nice!
âOf course I do. Iâm sure everyone here in this mansion knows that heâs a good man. But sometimes he fights with his friends.â
âWell, I see. First of all, Iâm not the type to play fight. Oh, I think I got bruises on my arm, too. All right, all right.â
Desiring to change the subject, Nathan hurriedly took off his gown and rolled up his sleeves. I just said it, but I had bruises on my arms, sides, and thighs.
âItâs worse than I thought. Didnât it hurt?â
âItâs not thatâŚâ
âIâm going to look for some ointment. Mr. Norbert, please tidy up your hair. The medicine shouldnât get on your hair, so youâd better pull it together and tie it high.â
âI will.â
âNo, Iâll do it for you. Make yourself at home.â
As Vascent said, it was very uncomfortable to be looked after by someone else. Left alone Nathan, who didnât know what to do, tensed up in the seat. His hair, which had never been cut for two years after the Professor cut it, was now quite long. The hair, which was slightly over the shoulder, now passes around the wing bone. Vascent pulled Nathanâs right side hair and bangs together and tied them high using a ribbon. Nathan smoothed around his right face as he felt his scalp pulled tight.
âOh, did I tie it too hard? Should I do it again?â
âNo, no, no. Itâs all right.â
Nathan shook his head and smiled slightly. In the meantime, the servant went to find an ointment. As if he felt sorry for the pain, he drooped his eyebrows and spread the ointment that works well for swelling and bruises on the bruised area, âNobert, this reminds me of the old days. In the past, the three of you always had this kind of bruise in your fight every day. In particular, the young master and Ramiah said this.â
âIt must have been cute.â
âOh, donât even talk. They were so cute, but I suffered a lot. I was always running out of medicine.â
The villaâs helpers worked in it for a long time. Therefore, most of the people who watched the childhood of the main characterâs group were servants. Nathan was happy to listen to their childhood stories that didnât make it to the novelâhearing the past accounts of his favorite people made Nathan excited. That cute image in his head automatically seemed to be drawn, so Nathan felt better without realizing it.
âWell, itâs done. Apply this ointment three times a day, change the bandage every time, and the bandage on the limbs is wrapped up so the medicine doesnât get on your clothes, so you donât have to pay too much attention. Fortunately, everything checks out except for a big bruise!â
The physician pulled away and said. Nathan nodded to him and then tried to touch the bruise without realizing it. âOh, you canât touch it!â I lowered my hand gently at the command and he watched himself through a mirror on the side of the room. He looked like an actual hospital patient.
âThank you.â
âAnd this is the medicine I prescribed when you collapsed yesterday. Make sure to take it after each meal, and do you have any other medicine?â
âOh, thereâs a medicine I take because of Manaâs aftereffects.â
âI see. I checked yesterday and found that you had a bad heart, so I added a similar medicine, so I think it would be better to take this together with it.â
Nathan suddenly remembered sleeping pills, holding a small medicine bottle handed to him by the physician.
Wouldnât you rather sleep comfortably if you took medicine? When I was at the academy, I couldnât easily ask for it because I was reluctant to talk about it in many ways, but I think itâll be okay while Iâm here.
âCan you prescribe sleeping pills?â
âSleeping pills?â
âI havenât been sleeping well. I dream well even when I fall asleep. I want to sleep well, but I canât.â
âWell, I see. Oh, my. If you take too much medicine at once, it wonât be good for your body⌠The medicine I just gave you is a medicine that has the side effect of getting sleepy once you take it. Try taking what you currently have and if you still canât sleep, Iâll give you a sleeping pill.â
âI understand.â
âAnd never, ever, ever overdo it. Youâd better take at least three days off to just recuperate.â
Finally, just before leaving the room, Nathan only opened his eyes wide and nodded his head reflexively at the physician. As he left the room, Vascent said as if he had been waiting.