“Phew. . . This is it.”
I apply medicine to the wounds on his side and wrap them in bandages.
Both are given by Corona.
I said I would definitely come see her again, and next time I’ll thank her and bring her some freshwater fish.
“I hope this will help you heal. . .”
His rough breathing has calmed down, but his fever is still high.
The wyvern is also looking at him worriedly from the open window.
“. . .I’m sure you’re a good man.”
I sat down on the edge of the bed and stared at the man.
Strong and well-shaped eyebrows.
A straight nose and tight lips.
I’m sure even his eyes will make you feel the strength of his will when he opens them.
My favorite type.
The accounting department was obsessed with Tanaka. . . was it Takkun?
There is a huge difference between such a gentle man.
I brush his short blue hair on his forehead with my finger.
“. . . I wonder what kind of voice he has.”
Expand my imagination.
I’m sure the sound that these lips create is a captivating baritone voice.
The sound that seems like it will reach your chest.
I have fun imagining things like that.
“Haa. I’d like to talk to you. . .”
But that’s impossible.
I have black hair and black eyes.
If you see me, you might be surprised and call me a witch.
“But what should I do after the fever subsides and you wake up. . .”
Even if I think about it, I can’t think of a good way to deal with it.
I decided to shelve that for now.
I wipe his body with the hot water that I warmed up with my breath again today.
Squeeze the towel tightly and carefully.
I feel like the fever has finally receded.
Even the wrinkled eyebrows are somewhat calm.
“Hmmmm. . . Well, let’s wipe you’re side.”
I lifted the muscular arm and wiped his flank from the armpit down.
I go around to the other side, and be polite on this side as well.
“Oops! My finger slipped!”
I try to touch his chest.
He twitched in response.
His eyebrows distorted with some difficulty.
It’s a little cute.
“Oops, my finger slipped again!”
It’s fun to get a little carried away.
Every time I poked him, he frowned slightly.
I quietly use the dragon ears and catch river fish.
I wonder if I’ve caught close to 20 already.
Sweet fish, rainbow trout, cherry trout, and char.
All of them have a (?) after them, but they are all delicious fish.
“Well, I wonder if it’s like this?”
There’s a reason I am catching so many.
That wyvern is a very big eater.
I put the prey I caught in the fish basket.
When I get home, the wyvern greets me with a “Gyaa gyaa” sound.
This clever child understands that I have just returned with food.
“Yes, yes, I’m home. Even if you don’t make a lot of noise, I’ll give you a proper meal.”
I take a char out of the basket and give it to him.
The wyvern swallowed it whole and urged me to give it one after another.
“Fufu. Don’t be in such a hurry.”
As I was giving him the fish with a wry smile, the door of the hollow house rang with a clatter.
“Uwah!?”
What the hell!?
I quickly hide behind the wyvern.
At the same time the door was completely opened.
“. . . Harbiston. That’s good. You’re okay too. . .”
It’s him!?
He’s out of the house!
His voice is a little lower than I imagined.
But it sounds good and it passes well.
To put it bluntly, it’s a voice that somehow feels masculine and erotic.
Even his eyes are as dignified as I thought.
But depending on how you look at it, it might seem a little difficult. . .
“Where is this. . .”
He is looking around.
He must have just woken up.
A dazed feeling is conveyed.
“In the forest. . . .But it seems that people live here. . . Did someone help me?”
He, who was showing a thoughtful gesture, turned this way.
Well, even if I say ‘this way’, he’s probably looking at this wyvern, not me.
“. . . Hey Harbiston. What’s going on?”
“Gyua!”
I see.
Is this child’s name Harbiston?
With a long, slow stance, he started walking toward us.
Do you not have any strength?
It was a slightly unreliable gait.
(Oh no! Don’t come here. . .!)
He’s approaching.
My heart is pounding.
But this heartbeat isn’t because I’m not used to handsome guys or anything like that.
(I’ll be seen! He will see my black hair and black eyes!)
Anxiety ran through my mind.
A moment ahead of the future where he calls me a witch.
(No, no, no! That’s no good!)
I shake my head violently while hiding behind the wyvern.
At the same time, my body becomes white and grows.
Before I knew it, I had turned into a dragon.
I looked down and he was looking up at me with a surprised expression.
It’s unfortunate that she doesn’t know that he has already met the real witch.
I hope you enjoyed this chapter and thank you for reading!
