"Mr. Richter, are you okay?
"... Faelice? You don't have to worry about it."
"I don't care what you think... you have a pile of blankets"
Faelice, who visited Richter's room, speaks with a softness and a face close to her.
I also felt the distance was slightly too close, but I can't afford to point that out to Richter now.
I can't let down the feelings of Faelice who's worried about me, so I'll just shut up and wait for time to pass.
"Call me whenever it gets hard. I'm sure you won't be long."
"That would help...... go-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho"
"The Demon King seems to be looking for a solution, but he has a little patience."
Reliable words reach Richt's ear.
If you die, you'll be cured. - Aria said she was working with you.
I felt like I caught a glimpse of Aria's kindness that I wouldn't normally show.
"Well, if it's okay, I'd like you to use this."
"... what is this?
"It's my own medicine. I only used good things for my body, so I'm sure it would work for Mr. Richter."
"..."
There are three large dumplings in the bag offered by Faelis.
Shades like moss grew on the soil.
It wasn't the size that I could eat in one very bite, and now that my appetite had disappeared, it was just the best I could do to watch.
"Oh, thank you"
"You're welcome. I made it so that Mr. Richter would feel better soon."
"Really..."
Faelis stares at Richt with a sparkling eye.
Faelice, who usually doesn't know what he's thinking, but only now could he be firmly understood in Richter.
Apparently, he wants to see Richt eat a special dough.
"Could it have been annoying...?
"Yes, no, that's not true. Just a little..."
"I'm sorry... don't throw this away"
"Wow, 'cause I get it. I'll eat now."
Seeing Faelice's unfortunate face, Richter takes the dough out of the bag.
Again, the impression remains the same no matter how many times I look at it.
You said you'd eat with momentum, so it's impossible to escape anymore.
Gokuri and Richt decided to be ready.
"- Ugh."
"How's it going? Is it going to heal? Mr. Richt."
The moment I put the dough in my mouth, the mysterious acidity and sweetness spread.
Tastes like you've never experienced in your life.
What can I mix to create this kind of flavor?
Weird sweat conveyed Richt's cheek.
What I can say without a doubt is that the symptoms have worsened.
"Upp."
"Oh, that... is"
"- Fe, Faelice"
When Richt says so, he falls on the bed with Frali.
My body is powerless.
On the contrary, it even feels like a gradual loss of power.
"- Oh, my God!
And finally, Ferris' words, Richter's consciousness broke off.