The Sub-Heroine’s Butler Is a Vicious Bastard

4. Chill Syndrome (3)

Three years later, Arlot and I turned 15 years old.

After steadily training and training as a butler, I became a full-fledged young man before I knew it.

In preparation for the academy, he worked hard on basic physical strength and strength training, but the most immersive thing was definitely finding a way to recover Eral.

However, every day I realize that it is close to impossible.

medicine to relieve pain,

Theology offered prayers to alleviate the pain, and, pitifully, there was no book on how to fix it.

-Jerbuck. that buck that buck

Around 3:00 am, I headed to Arlott’s room, tired from the routine.

It was to stand up for night shift.

In front of the door was a servant with a familiar face.

“Night crow.”

“Cat drops.”

After exchanging passwords, the attendant immediately left.

I entered the room carefully so as not to wake her.

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Just a few years ago, the room had a warm and nostalgic vibe.

Like my master, it now has only a desolate and cold color.

The only dolls that added girlishness were all thrown away last year.

When the seizure-like pain came, she habitually tore or bite the doll, so I couldn’t leave it as it was.

So, the only thing left on the bed was a thin, young girl.

Compared to me, who is transforming into a full-fledged young man at the age of 15, her body has hardly grown.

Not only her height, but her development as a girl is all in place.

The biggest reason, of course, is that she started skipping meals from time to time.

Was it from some time ago?

On days when the pain came, she started to vomit everything she ate.

Above, of course, below.

This is because the spasms caused by the pain affect several internal organs,

It must have been difficult for a girl to endure the loss of control of her excretory organs.

“…”

I cautiously sat down under the bed to watch her asleep.

She was thin but still had a beautiful face.

I don’t even want that face to smile anymore.

Because I know very well that the wish is an extravagance.

It is okay to be expressionless.

I hope you stay as calm as you are now…

The moment I fell asleep for a while, immersed in such an easy thought.

“Ugh, ugh…! aaagh!”

Her moaning sounded in her ears.

Involuntarily, the window toward which my gaze was directed was dawning.

Does this mean that the time has already passed?

Without even being surprised by that, he shifted his gaze to her frail body, which was trembling like crazy.

“Ahhh… Ugh… ”

“Ah, lady! This is Schmitz, can you hear me?”

I quickly checked her condition.

Because he complained and skipped dinner, only pale gastric juices came out of his mouth, and the blanket was soaked in incontinence as if it were natural.

The corners of her eyes are already red, covered with tears and mucus.

All the cavities in her body were oozing water as if they could not bear the pain.

Her hands, complaining of excruciating pain, were trembling and caressing her feet.

“bar… foot… Shumi, Tsu… My feet are too… ! Whoa! ”

Why do I feel pain in my feet even though I am paralyzed?

Putting off my stupid questions for a moment, I carefully wrapped my hands around her left foot.

Her feet were frozen to the point that my hand, which was trying to share the warmth, quickly stiffened.

“Black… Awesome… ”

“…!”

The pain continued to pierce his spinal cord from the cold, but he couldn’t take his hands off it.

I held on to the little girl’s foot, which must have suffered several times more pain than mine, for a long time.

Fortunately, her tremors subsided over time.

By wiping her feet with a towel dipped in warm water, I used to relieve her pain.

Before being possessed, I never thought the ridicule of the guy who asked me to be Eral’s foot wiper would be such harsh words.

Feeling the harshness of it all over again, Arlott’s low-key voice asked him to stop.

Her hair was clinging to her face, which was covered in sweat and other secretions.

“now… done.”

It wasn’t for a day or two that I thought I’d rather be sick.

The disease took away her lively character, and made her bright eyes as lifeless as those of a corpse.

I.

I, who was proud of myself as an eral mom, could only watch her change.

“… I’m sorry miss. I’m… ”

“… what?”

“So… “

“Get out. It’s shift time.”

After a short conversation, she hid herself under the blanket.

I wanted to change the dirty bedding, but if I dragged her out for that reason, I’m sure it wouldn’t sound good.

So I quietly bowed and left her room.

I left all the things I couldn’t do to the next worker.

More and more today, he grew tired of his powerlessness.

Wasn’t it me who prided myself on being able to take care of her better than anyone else?

But while I was floating around, she was dangerously crowded.

In the presence of attendants who even accompanied them on night shifts, the girl lost her privacy in her prime.

My emotions were dulled by the continued pain, and my heart was broken by the people around me asking me to live.

Is this really the only thing I can do?

-Kikkik

I walked down the hallway and entered a small room.

A single room with only a bed and a closet, this is my room.

I took off my sweaty clothes and lay down on the bed right away.

“…ha… ”

One side of my chest was choking.

Now that I’m 15, I think back to when I was 8.

It’s worth trying, it’s good, what did you think?

What a funny story.

‘What is Cold Syndrome? ‘

Reminisce on ＜Party to Savior＞ from the previous life.

The Cold Syndrome that Erral de Arlott experienced in the game was nothing more than a fucking debuff that periodically took damage and inflicted status ailments.

But since I’m actually watching it… It really couldn’t have been such a damn disease.

‘Is this really right?’

This is why it is complicated in the head.

He was an unremarkable previous life, but he was quite a figure in ＜Party to Savior＞.

He also knew of a hidden peace that could alleviate her condition.

Then wouldn’t it be okay to get that piece right away?

The reason for not doing so was because of the characteristics of Hidden Peace.

Getting the hidden piece to help Arlott is no easy feat.

In order to obtain it, you have to endure the ‘trial’, because this was an event that even the deceased could not easily break.

Moreover, if an ordeal fails, it cannot be attempted again in the game data.

Of course, if it’s a game, you can try again and again by saving and loading, but…

This is reality, not a game.

With just one failure, Cold Syndrome will haunt her until she dies.

“…haha.”

Even though there is a way to help Arlott, whom he so longed to meet and cherish.

It’s like hiding in a corner of a room because you’re afraid of failing.

Even now, she is writhing in pain.

From the time she could no longer move her legs at the age of 12 to now.

Through Hidden Peace, the mind to help her and the mind to endure just in case collided.

that… It may be eating away at my heart

-smart.

“…come in.”

I hurriedly got up when I heard a knock on the door.

Beyond the door was a gray-haired old gentleman in a neat suit.

my… It was Waltz Sebas, the grandfather of Waltz Schmitz.

“Were you sleeping?”

“No, I was awake because I had something to think about for a while.”

“Hmm.”

Although he seemed to be worried about me, his eyes moved busily.

It was to inspect every nook and cranny of my room and clothes.

It wasn’t that dirty because it had been cleaned a while ago.

However, the clothes were in a state of not paying attention.

“The servant’s attire is the face of the owner.”

“I will correct it right away.”

“It happened. There are more important things than that.”

Sebas is stricter than anyone else when it comes to cleaning and grooming.

If he had anything to say aside from cleaning, it would be quite important.

“Did you know that today is the lady’s birthday?”

“Yes, I know.”

“In the evening, bring the lady to the banquet hall. Make sure to cover both eyes. I’ll tell you more about it when the time comes, so get some sleep.”

“All right. Please go in.”

After Sebas finished his message, he left the room without looking back.

Since everyday life is not a word, I completely forgot about it.

The fact that today is Arlott’s 15th birthday.

Even the banquet hall is being prepared… I think it will probably be a great feast.

Come to think of it, there was a custom in this world to celebrate birthdays every 5 years with special grandeur.

I remember when the main character turned 25, the heroines gathered together and held a banquet.

‘…It would be nice if Arlott would be a little happy with this birthday party.’

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Judging from the fact that they were told to bring them ‘blindfolded’, it seems that they are preparing a surprise party.

My family and servants, all of you must have given me a lot of strength.

It was a troubled morning in many ways, but I forced myself to sleep thinking of Arlott smiling at the birthday party.

… The coming tragedy, without even expecting it in the slightest.