Alice Tale in Phantasmagoria

I consolidated the menu to make, so I thought about the cooking procedure after that.

Thanks for the meat, but given Sylvie's health, the emphasis will be on eatability.

I can't believe I just baked it.

"Yeah, it's pretty much solidified"

Vegetables or weeds, well, if you have seasonings, you can handle it.

"Then I'll ask Citra to help me, too."

Giving him the knife again, Citra received the knife as a snack.

"Citra, you're blind, but you know where it is, don't you?

Speaking to Citra, who was looking with her eyes as she meditated on the knife, she tilted her neck adorably.

"Yes."

"Object sensing without magic sensing... do you mean 360 degree field of view?

"Perhaps... I don't understand the act of seeing it with my eyes."

Uh-huh, I don't know if I can ask you this... but I'd like to do something about it... OK.

"... Is Citra's Eye Born? Did you try treatment or something?

"Eyes are born. I tried medicine and magic, but I didn't get to see it."

Citrus is a purer healer than I am in the first place.

"Really...... but for once, excuse me"

I put my hand on my eye.

Citrus is making me do what I want.

"Heels"

No, originally, I put a lot of magic into it.

"Heh heh, my eyes are pounding"

"It's the best you can do."

I've been in the mood for a while, but what do you think?

End the heel.

"... How's it going?

……

Citra opened her lid.

Ever since I saw it on that battlefield, I see eye to eye with Citrus eyes engraved with a crucifix pattern.

"... I wanted to see Alice's face"

"Couldn't you..."

Actually, my heels are just heels.

There's no way Citra hasn't tried to use heels that perform better than mine.

Uh-huh. Still, the maid at the mansion has a kid who can handle medical magic, so I'll see him when I get home.

"Thank you, Master Alice. Hehe, don't be discouraged. Shall we now behave as if we were cooking for Master Silvis?

Damn this kid...... gentle.

Oh, the Virgin?

"Since when did citra become known as the Virgin?

My profession is' Virgin 'in the first place, but in an external story.

While deepening rapport with the citrus, the cook will also proceed.

The roots. Don't you want them this time for now?

Much judgment.

"That's a great handiwork...... oh, it's still the battlefield that I was called the Virgin. I had a collision with the Empire once, and the front was on the verge of collapsing into an overwhelming difference in force, and by continuing to wrap enough area heels there to wrap up the battlefield, the front was restored... and then they started saying,"

... leaving the area heel in use for half a day?

"That would be exactly the right episode to be called the Virgin, but you had a lot of magic, didn't you?

Even I have a limit to using my heel to the best of my ability.

"Probably not my heel and Master Alice's heel. Sure, I'm not tired at all, but my heels don't consume magic on their own… like this."

Fluffy, and surrounded by gentle light.

"... wow, this is the area heel"

This light... isn't it from the citrus?

"No way, you're converting directly from atmospheric mana!?

"Yes, that's what we call formal healer healing magic"

"Hee-hee!!"

This... surprised me.

Because there wasn't a healer around me...... no well she would be special because she is a Virgin.

Surely there's nothing I can do if my magic is depleted by the recovery of the battlefield.

Oh, these leaves are hurting a little, so let's throw them away.

"Actually, I'm often indifferent to my injuries because of this, and I get angry a lot."

As I said, Citra swung the knife down and tried to cut the meat, cutting her own fingers deep.

There is vibrant blood.

"Wow, wow."

"Oh, it hurts...... uh, like this, hehe"

But the finger wound heals instantly thanks to the area heel that has been unfolding for some time.

Oh, oh... it looks safe...

"That's not the problem! It's dangerous, Citra. It's dangerous! Let's not knife after all!

After all, it's good to rely on your eyesight.

I think a lot of things are blunting because of the reality problem.

Just feel unscrupulous in your dreams.

"Uh, yes"

It's the usual thing, but I'm afraid of that face.

Knife retrieval. Oh man...

No, but I also want you to visit all the time... do you want to go here with the two feathers in the example?

"Citra, I'll put my hands behind you, so let's cut the meat"

Put your hands around Citra's back and hug her.

"Ah..."

"That's why you cook."

"Dear Alice, I can hear your heart..."

"Really? Hehe, I wonder if you're thrilled because the citrus is cute, me too"

Take the hands of the stretched citrus and chop the meat.

I have to mince it first. Handmade mince.

"Um... I'm embarrassed"

"Huh? Oh, oh, you didn't like it?

When I stopped my hand, Citra shook her head as I sifted.

"Like this, someone never hugged me...... from. But this... I think it's hard to leave."

Phew, a citra is pretty straightforward about revealing her thoughts.

Yeah, yeah, it's healthier than the kind that builds up.

"I'll give you a hug whenever you want me, okay?

"Is that true?

The voice sounded like it was really imminent for some reason.

"Ugh, yeah? Unless you don't like Citrus."

I don't like it, Master Alice.

Mm-hmm?

By the way, since when did I get to hug a girl so easily?

Is it because I'm the parent of one child after all?

I proceeded to cook with Citrus, who somehow got in a better mood.

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"I'm coming in, Sylvie."

After I knock, I go into the room that Silvi has prepared for me.

Citra asked the sick people to be careful because they couldn't even push them over in large numbers. He's a really good kid.

Sylvie looked at me and she woke up and smiled.

"Mother."

"Don't push me. I've been cooking meals for a while. Can you eat?"

"Your mother...?

My daughter's eyes seeped out. Uh, yeah?

"Such... I am glad..."

Ah... speaking of which, I wasn't there in this child's future?

But when I think of Makina, I'm supposed to be dead for the most part in the future. Or all of it?

Uh-huh, leaving at a time when I had a child would be too unconscious as a parent, me.

Well, what's wrong with this world is that there are adventures and battles, and it's also true that death is quite close. It is the reality here that such a story is not uncommon.

But that doesn't matter to the kid.

I laughed bitterly.

"Sounds like you've had a rough time."

"... No, Mother, Lady Eclair, Lumina, the Mansion, they were with me."

"I wonder if that's the only salvation, fortunately, because there were so many kind people around me"

"That's... because that's what your mother is."

"Well? Heh heh, what are you going to do with a sick man treating your mother, Sylvie?"

Simple as that, I stroke my daughter's head.

I'm glad that Silvi narrows her eyes like she tickles and smiles.

"Well, if you can eat it before it gets cold, you should have it, huh? You think you can eat it?

Silvi dropped her eyes on the wolf I brought.

"Is it soup? It smells good, I'd like to have it."

Good, about half a day, but I wonder if he's lying down and recovering a little.

"Well, go ahead. Ahhh."

"Huh...?

The flashing Silvi turned bright red after understanding the sight in front of her.

Is the fever okay?

"Oh, Mother, I'm 10 now, too. It's... embarrassing."

It's been about two years since I've been in this world, so my age now is 17. If I was my original age, I'd be 20 by now. Did you just live half of me? It's too close to being a parent and child, and I don't know this Sylvie in the first place.

- Still think it's your instinct as a parent to be cute?

"Hehe, but the sick have the privilege of being sweet to their parents. And most importantly, I won't give up."

"I..."

Just a little shade on Sylvie's face.

Sylvie, with her face up, had an adult face somewhere.

"Thank you, I'll take it."

He opens his mouth as he dyes his cheeks like a bird.

The task of carrying a spoon there at best was more than I thought...... yeah, I was happy.

You took the time to eat everything, so now I'm going to put Silvi back to bed.

"Thank you, Mother"

"It's true, it's for my little girl."

……

Hmm.

Well, can I ask you something?

"So, my princess with a difficult face, what is she trying to say?

Silvi turned to the window. I wonder if you turned your face away from me.

"Remember that? What did I do to your mother first?"

"Ahhh."

I was coming to get you. Hey, give me your life.

"I am a coward. Keep it sweet like this and if you still need it......"

My voice is trembling.

Uh-huh, looks bad for your body when you think about it.

"If you kill me, can you save the world?

――――

eloquently rather than answering, its silence speaks.

"Come on, I don't want to die at all either... well I guess I would die for my daughter"

"- Don't tell me that!

Touch your body even if you're too excited.

Touch your head so you can calm down as much as possible.

"Hey, Sylvie, if you really need to let me die, tell me, okay? Because you don't have to carry such a burden. Look for a way to make us all happy, and if that doesn't work -"

If not - don't be too scared of suicide.

Well...

"I'll have Ilia do it. She can't live when I'm dead. Heh heh, well, it's just right for you to carry it."

I know I'm terrible, too, but Ilia can entrust that much, you can say as much as I want, to be like that.

Well, it would be cruel to let a parent kill bear a cross, to such a sweet, pretty daughter.

"I... why am I so weak... oh, thoughts..."

Sylvie took my hand.

"But your mother is too warm... no, pity"

You're a disciplined kid.

This is the one, the kind that makes it impossible to move at its own weight.

"Well, good night now. When you're not feeling well, you just think about things that aren't good."

If you look closely, it's going to get a little fever. Red cheeks.

You can ask about the situation later. It's not about asking out anything to your ill beloved daughter.

"Mother... don't go anywhere... don't be gone..."

"It's okay, I'll be here the whole time. So sleep in peace."

Yes, like Till did for me one day... with heels because I can't use ice magic.

Heels that are ineffective for illness, but will give you a break.

After doing so for a while, Silvi heard me sleep calmly.

Sleeping faces and angels. Angel even when awake.

Now, my next God's opponent is my life.

Oh, my God - I'm so comfortable.

It's finally me, not someone else's sacrifice.

Of course I'm not willing to die...... that's kind of weird.

As promised this day, I spent the night nursing Silvi.