Ascendance of a Bookworm

"Welcome back, both of you"

He smiled and opened the door, blinking his eyes several times with a patsy, frowning a little anxiously as Thuri left the door open.

"... what's wrong, Dad? You look scared, don't you? Was it cold out there? Or was mine heavy?

"Touri, terrible"

When I let it appear puffy and swollen, my father laughed bitterly, "Mine is too light. Be bigger," he said, lowering me, then stroking his head.

My father's pressing atmosphere soothes a little and I laugh small as Thuri relieved. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," he apologized, beginning to pay a pat of snow that was still in my head.

"I'm starting to get a little snowstorm on my way home, and it was cold."

When I showed my lips pointy as I applauded in my heart to Touri, who changed the atmosphere in an instant, Touri also imitated me and pointed my lips.

"Mine had my dad hugging him and he was even in his coat, so it wasn't cold, was it? I can't do this."

Couscous, laughing, I head to my bedroom to clear my tote bag and coat.

In the kitchen, my mother was preparing dinner.

"Welcome back.... Shall we have dinner first?

Rather than say anything, I seem to have sensed something from my father's pressing atmosphere and expression. After only frowning for a moment, my mother starts her meal with a smile.

"Come on, enjoy it"

"I'll have it."

My mother urged me to start eating a much smaller number of dinners than I usually do.

My father, who hasn't talked to me yet, is engraving wrinkles between his brows. My mother laying her eyes down. Touri asks how things are going like they are in trouble. The atmosphere is already heavy.

Asking about the three of them, I carry hot soup into my mouth.

Are you sure you're okay with me talking to you? What do you say for another year, Dad, don't you go wild and go wild? How am I supposed to proceed? I'd like to keep the money spent on magic equipment as low down as possible......

As the meal progresses, I just feel like talking about this later, and my heart starts making noises with Bakumbakun.

"Thank you very much."

Once the dishes were lowered, herbal boutiques boiled out herbs with a sedative effect by her mother's hand were placed on the table with cotton cotton.

"You'll tell me what happened, won't you?

My father shook his head loosely to my mother, who said so while sitting next to my father. Light brown eyes turn to me perfectly. My father's serious eyes were so scary that I couldn't find any shards of the usual grin, and I was gobbling and breathtaking.

"Mine said I needed to talk to you."

The gaze of the whole family comes towards me with the word of the Father. I just talk to my family, but my throat is getting nervous and dry.

"Uh, it's about my illness, the..."

What should I say from what? What can I explain, would it be easy to understand? With all that going around my head, no words come out at all to explain the heart. A strange sweat comes out, and the more in a hurry, the brighter my head gets.

And my father narrowed his eyes softly, as I searched for the word, and let my mouth be cut off.

"The illness must have healed, right? I was at the Guild Commander's house for a few days and he came back because he was healed. Aren't you?

"Well, in conclusion, it's not going to heal."

With my head blackened, I swept away all the explanations and made only my conclusions.

It seemed to be a pretty big bomb for the family, and after a moment of silence, the whole family peeled off their eyes and sounded loud and breathtaking.

Shortly afterwards, my father stood up with the kind of momentum that would kick down the chair, slapping the table with a dong.

"... what do you mean!? The guild chief who said he was going to cure us!?

"Didn't you heal, Mine!?

Stuffed by my front father and neighbor Thuri, I wave my hands patterned and sit down, trying to calm the two of them down somehow.

"Hey, take it easy and sit down. I don't know much about it either, and I don't know how to explain it, so I feel like talking all I can think of..."

My father sat duckly, biting his back teeth so hard that he could hear the toothpick.

My mother managed to calm down and grabbed the cup with her trembling hands. Take a sip of cockroach and encourage ahead.

"Yeah, talk to me properly."

I also saw my neighbor Thuri reach out to the cup, and I also took a sip of the cup to my hand, cockle, and then opened my mouth.

"My illness, he says, is eating. It's a very rare illness."

"I've never heard of you."

My father nodded at my words, but Touri whimpered small as he grabbed the cup.

"... I heard it from Mine before. He said it would cost him a lot of money to fix it."

"Money!?

Now my stripped mother stood up gutted. You look pale. Without a doubt, they must have realized they weren't paying for the guild leader. Hopefully, I wanted to stay down about the amount, but that doesn't seem like it.

"Mother, I'll explain. Listen to me."

……

My mother sits back slowly, looking at me as she says.

Feeling that they were all meant for me, I began my explanation of eating.

"You eat, you have a fever in your body that moves on its own, and that keeps growing. I'm so angry, I'm so disappointed that I want to die, and that's when the fever runs around in my body on its own, and I feel like I'm going to be eaten."

"He said he could eat..."

Look at me as Touri turns bright blue. I even look at my fingertips and tips of my hair to see if they are really eaten.

"The fever of eating can usually be moved on its own volition. If you're keeping it locked in the back of the middle, it's okay, but it's getting more and more."

"Huh, what happens when you get more?

Thuri shook my hand with trembling.

"I can't keep it locked up, I jump out of the burn, I'm going to overflow from my body. I was swallowed up before it overflowed... and this time it was like that, and the heat overflowed, and I almost drowned and ate it. The guild chief used his magic equipment to suck the heat out of me. It sucked me off a lot, but this is going to increase again, so it's never going to be completely cured."

Uh-oh, I roared, and Touri glanced at me with his moist eyes that were still going to cry. Should I say a face desperately enduring to cry rather than staring?

If I watched Touri, I'd be crying for him, and I missed my eyes, and I'd have another cup of cockroach and tea.

"Later, Frieda said it wouldn't get too big because that weird heat is eating me one by one. It's very expensive because you need magic equipment to cure your eating and only your nobles have it. Besides, if you don't have a house like the head of the guild where you know the aristocracy, you can't get it."

"Then Mine helped...... you still can't go wrong thanks to the guild leader, huh?

I lost sight of the tip of hitting my emotions, and I nodded small in the plundering voice of my father as if I had lost my strength.

"Yeah, the guild chief gave me one piece of magic equipment that he was collecting for Frieda. But he told me to decide for myself what to do."

"Ahead? Is there any way to heal!?

I can see the light of hope in my father's eyes as he embarks on himself. Touri's eyes, who was about to cry, also glowed.

I tell my family the choice that is just a way to live, feeling the pain in my eyes full of family expectations.

"One in two will be kept and killed under contract with nobility, or will live with his family and remain decayed..."

"Kill the keeper? What's that supposed to mean?

The look on my father's face distorted me just to say I didn't understand. You didn't really understand the meaning of the word, or Tulli leans his neck with a decent face. My mother is holding on to a tight cup as she turns pale.

"Frieda has a contract with nobility, so she's fine because she's given away her magic equipment. Because the house is a wealthy and powerful merchant, he said in a contract with a nobleman of good terms. I don't even know how to deal with a nobleman, even if I make a deal and connect my life."

"... you can't say it's alive."

I also nodded deeply at the whining of my powerless father. Because I have lived my life as Reino, I cannot tolerate a way of life that does not make me free, in the words of my nobility.

"Hey, Mine. What happened to the money? Well, even the magic equipment you gave away wasn't free, was it?

My mother opened her mouth just because she couldn't stand it. I nodded, groaning heartily that he had not flushed me after all.

"I paid for it, it's okay"

"How much was it?

"It was expensive, but if you think it's the price of life, well..."

"So how much was it? We'll talk, won't we? Nothing to hide."

And when I clouded my words, my mother lifted her eyes, and became angry. Ugh, groaning small, I just slip away from my gaze and squeal the price.

"... two small gold coins and eight large silver coins"

Everyone peeled off their eyes and opened their mouths to Pokhan for an amount equal to two and a half years of my father's annual income.

"2 small gold coins and 8 large silver coins!? Such a lot of money, how..."

"... Mr. Benno bought me the rights to 'Simple Lincoln'. Instead of making it all Benno's right to make it, sell it, and price it..."

"Yeah!? Kanychan Lincian was that expensive!?

Touri, who had always made it by squeezing the oil, raised his surprise. I'm just squeezing the harvest I've been picking in the woods, so it's hard work, but my ex is 0. He doesn't understand Touri at all how it feels to buy that for a lot of money.

"Yeah, if you sell it to nobles, it looks like you can make a lot of money. I already have a workshop..."

And it came to pass, when I began to tell Tulli the story of the creation of the Linshan's workshop, that my father shook his head with a stern face, and stared at me.

"I'm done talking about it. What I want to hear is from now on. You're pretty sure it's gonna happen again, aren't you?

"Yeah."

"... how long did you put it on? You already know what Mine's talking about, don't you? You desperately missed the conversation because you didn't want to be heard about it, did you?

"I wonder why I know."

Unexpectedly to my sharp father I sighed unexpectedly. I just heard that my eating wouldn't heal, and I can't tell you how much time my father left me, kicking down a chair and being so fierce as to slap a table. That's what I thought, but it would be hard to get away with saying this.

"I know because I'm the father.... Here, don't try to get out of the way"

A light brown eye glances at me, looking at me. I opened my mouth to the notion in my eyes determined that I would never let them escape until I had answered, if I had not been absolutely deluded.

"... more or less a year"

"Huh!?

"The next thing I know, I'm about a year away from the fever of eating, so I'm told think about it."

Full of quiet and heavy silence. I thought it would be intense. My father chopped a tight wrinkle between his brows and leaned down.

Breaking the silence was Thuri's whimpering.

"Ew... Mine, aren't you dead? In a year?... That's what I'm talking about!

As I stopped to cry, wow, and Tulli, who began to cry flashly, jumps down the chair and hugs me tight.

And I turned my arm upon Tulli's back, and slapped him gently on the back in order to scold him.

"Tulli, calm down. If it were true, he'd be dead by now. Frieda and the guild chief gave away their magic equipment, so we could live another year."

My words, which I said with the intention of calming him down, seemed to have resulted in oiling the fire, and Touri shook his head in tears with tears.

"Ugh... don't tell me you were already dead! I can't believe it's only been a year! I don't like that! Hiccup... I'm feeling a little better now! I could go to the woods with you! I don't want Mine to die!

Reino died in the Great Earthquake, so he never saw his family mourn. Has it made me grieve and cry like this?

And the family I got again, made me cry. I feel sorry for myself as an infidel no matter how far I was reborn.

"Don't cry, Touri. Hey, please. Even if it's not magic equipment, I'll find out if there's any way I can manage my fever."

"If you can't find it, what happens!? Mine, you must be dead! I don't like that! Wow."

Tight hugs, crying and squeezing, tight chests. The back of my eyes was getting hot, and I was going to put up with it, but even to me, tears were flooding me.

"Touri... don't cry. I'm the one who wants to cry..."

"Hiccup...... sorry, Mine. I also look. Is there any way to cure Mine's illness, because I will look... What... so... I can't stop crying"

My father inquired in a quiet voice as I, too, pounded over and over again on the back of Thuri, who was trying to stop crying.

"What does Mine think? I guess there's some way to live like Mr. Frieda, huh?

"Gu... I don't think I want to live apart from my family without knowing how to be treated by the nobles. Hiku... Frieda said she could live with her family until she was an adult because the nobleman she contracted forgave her. So, what if the noble man who signed the contract didn't forgive me?

I know the answer.

"You mean they'll take you right away, right? Maybe there's less nobility waiting for me?

"... right"

I have no idea how the nobility intends to use the fever of eating. But I think it would be odd to give time to those who are out of contract. If you think you'll be taken away at the same time as your contract ends, you'll have a shorter time with your family.

"So, you know, if we're gonna live and die as a family like this, I'm wondering if that's okay. Eh... I don't want to leave my family."

"Mine......"

There were tears in my mother's eyes, too. Turn away a little so the children can see it and wipe their eyes.

My father did not have an expressive look on his face, but was staring at me.

"Because we still have a year. So I'm going to do the best I can to do what I want and live without remorse.... Can I stay with my family? After all, should I go with the nobles?

"Mine is with me! You can't be gone!

It seemed that Thuri represented everyone's voice, and his parents just nodded at the words.

I am glad that I was allowed to be here, and I wipe my tears and laugh.

"So this is where I want to talk to you..."

"Do you still have it?

Though my mother said it a little bit, it's a story to let you know what's going on with my medical condition, not a consultation. After recognizing the medical condition, I want you to consult me.

"About my work"

"You're gonna be a merchant, aren't you?

My father frowned in surprise. I opened my mouth, feeling at ease with my father, who would calm down and listen, without being exasperated or exposed.

"I was going to, but I also said that the outlook ahead was sweet, or I couldn't think about it.... you can't work with my strength, can you? That's what Otto said. I thought the store was annoying."

"Otto's guy......"

My father muttered small with a voice containing frustration and anger. Otto just gave me an objective opinion to be honest with, but it would be too tragic if he was allowed to hit eight. I hastily added the proposal Otto had put out for me.

"So while I was at home working on letters and paperwork, he suggested that, as always, it would be better for me to sell the product to Mr. Benno or help him at the gate"

"Right. Otto's guy...... Right. Otto is right, Mine is best at home. Better not force it."

With a smile on his mouth, he said it off with a little joy this time.

Both Touri and my mother nod loudly many times, leaking whimpers as they cling to me, as they agree with the Father.

"I have promised to go into Mr. Benno's shop for once, but can I rebel against it?

This is what I wanted to ask my parents, who have no great knowledge of the work of this city. Will it break its promise, but will there be no problem?

"We haven't officially entered yet, and if we suddenly fall at work, the other side will have trouble, so if we talk properly, we'll be fine"

"Oh well. Well, it's a waste of work I found because of you, but I'll try to find you a job with physical priority."

You might want to talk to Benno first if you have a job you can do at home. Detailed stories come in the spring.

"Whoa, whoa..."

Because I had talked for a long time, a great aberration came out of my mouth at the moment when the story broke off. My mother slaps her hands gently with bread when she sees it.

"If that's the end of the story, go to sleep already. It's too late."

"Yeah, good night"

"Well... well... good night, no..."

Still crying, Tulli and I head into the bedroom, and we go into bed together.

"Thuri, don't cry. You're cuter laughing. Tomorrow we'll do a lot of things together."

"Yeah, yeah. Play with Mine full. We'll be together."

I dive into the futon as I deceive Thuri.

Soon Tulli dived into my futon and started sleeping with a gassy hug that I shouldn't go anywhere. If you feel safe, I'll keep my eyes closed.

I thought my father would be more mad or fussy, but unlike I expected, he listened to me seriously and with less words. Nice to talk properly, my consciousness slowly falls off as I exhale relief.

I was asleep letting Touri do whatever she wanted to reassure me, but Touri strangled me and I woke up. I rush to untie Touri's arm and get out of the spot.

I'm going to die. If you can't breathe, you won't have to die.

I blinked as I rubbed my neck. Usually, when I wake up in the middle of the night, a muscle of light comes into the bedroom that should be dark. I've rubbed my still sleepy eyes a few times, but it doesn't seem to be a mistake or a dream.

The door is half-opened and it can be seen that the fire of the fire has not yet been extinguished. They can't hear me talking, so it doesn't mean my parents are awake.

When I looked at the dark bed, my mother seemed to be already asleep and saw a dull solidification.

Did your mother forget to turn it off?

Then I went down from my bed, and made my footsteps sneak, lest I wake Touri, and approached the kitchen.

My father was liquoring alone in a dim kitchen with nothing but flames.

The cheerful drunk figure in my memory is nowhere, silently cupping, one crying quietly.

It seemed that I could hear a cry without a voice, and I turned away gently, and returned quietly to bed.