By the next morning, Micah was fully recovered.
Micah went to the dining room and spoke to Anita.
"Anita, thanks to you, I'm perfectly feeling better. Thank you so much for taking the time to cook meals for the sick while you're busy! Even if I wasn't feeling well, it was a very easy flavor to eat and it was amazing!
"Oh, I'm so glad you're feeling better! Mikael! Seasoning, thanks to Claude for giving me the details of the medical condition. He taught me seriously, like," I think I have a high fever and a lot of sweat, so maybe more salt, "or," I don't think I have a sore throat, so I think I'll be fine with some solids, "or something! You're so sweet!
"Were you..."
Micah felt her breasts warm in her thoughts of Claude.
Talking about that, Claude just came to the dining room.
Micah sat in a chair with a sleaze as she felt her face turn red and became weirdly conscious and fled.
(Ugh, I resent myself for having zero experience in romance... I guess this is at elementary school level. When will you reply to the confession? After all, since we were alone!?
Jess sat dodgy in the next seat as Micah thought about it.
"Ooh! Micah! Looks totally better, good for you!!
"Oh! Jess! I'm sorry to bother you. Thanks to you, I'm perfectly fine!
"Dinner doesn't seem to be progressing for that, okay? You want me to eat him again?
"It's okay! Because I have an appetite! Think about it..."
"What were you thinking? We'll talk about it."
Claude sounded worried as she sat in the front seat.
As soon as she heard Claude's voice, Micah felt her heart beat faster and replied with a blind eye not to be understood.
"Oh, it's okay, it's okay! Eat fast and go to class! Jess, it would help if you could show me yesterday's notebook later!
"My notebook's dirty, huh?
Talking about that, Micah, Claude and Jess quickly finished their breakfast and headed to the classroom.
After I got to class, Jess came earing at Micah.
"Hey Micah! Something was wrong with your attitude toward Claude, but did you even have a fight?
"Huh? Was that you?
"Oh, Micah doesn't try to look Claude in the face at all and talk. Claude seems depressed. Is something wrong?
"Yes, no! There's nothing there... I don't know, it's sick... ahahahahaha..."
Micah's dry laugh gave Jess a surprised look, but she cut right off.
"If it's my fault, well, fine. If anything happens to you, can you tell me? Dr. Oliver's here."
Dr. Oliver said with the same faceless expression, but in a slightly more enjoyable tone.
"The first limit is history. Today, as I said last time, we start with the part of the first king, Silver Trakener. Open 82 pages of textbooks…"
Micah opened the textbook as she was told and raised her voice without much surprise.
"What!?"
"What's wrong with you? Michael-san?
"... yes, no! It's nothing. Excuse me. Please, move on with your class!
"Right. I think we are all familiar with the achievements of the first king, Silver Trackener, and his neighbor, Ricardo Kitty, but among them, it is an excellent policy."
Micah hasn't heard much about Dr. Oliver since.
Too much, because I was in shock.