Blooming in Different World is a Lily Flower

It was the village that ran so well in the carriage that Shanley's carriage brought him here.

Miako also has a turtle on his shoulder that has been transformed into a perfectly normal cat look.

Along the way, Shanley drove a carriage of carriages, although there were several villagers who looked intrigued to send their gaze to the unfamiliar pair of women.

By the time we arrived, the evening had already thickened.

"Sa, we're almost there, Death Yo!

The usual and loving pedestrian atmosphere is not there, anyway.

- Anyway, Shanley was in a hurry.

The carriage stopped in front of a very ordinary private house.

"Is this...?

"It's Shanley's house, yo."

"Surprisingly normal, more..."

"I thought it was a continental style ooch, Ca? Or do you think it's more of a mansion, Ta?

When the two of them are stuck in words, he laughs ~ Uh-huh.

But there's no room for that look, after all, as usual.

"Usually Ichiban. He thinks he's rich when he stands out, and he suits his nasty eyes ~"

Said a sensitive marksman who looked like a young girl and was 30 years old in real life.

Well, I guess it's her own virginity, Miyako thought.

"Sa, here, sir!

Upstairs room that was put through.

Probably bedroom.

Before I opened the door, someone coughed hard from the indoors.

Besides, it was Umi who moved his ears perfectly.

'Ugh, signs of plague...... eh. Miako, Fuuka, stop by!

"Ugh, yeah?

Shanley doesn't respond to that voice like a girl.

Apparently, Umi's voice was not audible to her.

"The contractor and his family can hear Umi."

"Or family...... eh"

Poop, and Miako's face blushed.

"Gonah.... Shit!

Umi's tail shakes.

"Hmm... Protective membrane (Protect) Huh!?

"Oh, how are you feeling with no heart?

Shiny, watery light spreads from the tip of Umi's tail as if it were snow.

When I inhale that, I kind of feel like my body is feeling better or cleansed.

"Hmm? You can use a protective membrane, Death. That's the white magician."

"Huh? Oh, and - wow!

I rushed to talk to Shanley, who mistakenly assumed that Huka had used white magic.

"Well, please. White Mage Sama."

Shanley says so, opens the door.

There was one girl there.

Lying in bed, lean badly.

My fallen eyes look at this one, but I can't feel the light in those eyes.

It seems very hard to be coughing up geese.

"Oh, this is... eh"

Fuuka seemed to think of something as soon as he saw how it was going.

"Um, Mr. Shanley. This girl."

"It's Sun, Shanley's daughter, sir. A single mother in Ballycali is the one yo. I started suffering last night and it won't get better at all yo! The doctor says he's not sure, either, sir!

"Really..."

Mmm, and Fuuka thinks.

Perhaps Shanley remembered talking a few days ago about the fact that Fuuka had a white magic crush as one of the ladies' sagging skills.

White magic is a magic system that focuses on healing, strengthening, and creating tools and medicines.

The youngest daughter of the dragons, once one of the ancestors of the Magic Instructors - the Great Witch LaPlath has established. Whereas the Magic Instruction, which is the main axis of attack and weakness, is simply called "magic," the Magic System, which ancestors the Magic Instruction, which the Virgin of the Fountain specializes in, is conveniently called "white magic".

Among the leukomaniacs, those who have narrowed their skills to the field of healing are called healers.

With regard to the creation of medicines, it is often assumed, in particular, that the noble lady's sagging.

But.

(... such a serious illness, there's nothing you can do without calling the famous white magicians and healing magicians of Wang Du?

To the extent that the lady is "saggy," even if she can handle simple injuries or a little illness that can happen in the home, she can't usually cope with illnesses that make her fall asleep like the girl in front of her.

"This is..."

"Ugh, don't come, don't come!

As Huka walked over, the girl suddenly suffered.

"Here! This one is a white magic sensei!! You can't just say it selfishly Yo!!!

"Mr. Shanley, that's okay! This is a symptom of illness."

In a hurry to control, Shanley leans back.

Softly as the hookah got his distance, the girl's breathing also calmed down.

Miako, the gatekeeper, has no choice but to keep an eye on how it goes while holding a umi in his arm.

The hookah, like he was thinking of something, crumbles low against the ewe.

".................., Umi. Release the protective membrane on me."

"Nha? Are you insane? Oh, maybe it's a contagious disease!?

"I know, but I need to make sure."

Umi, pushed by the sword curtain of Huka, sighs, "Heh heh..."

At the same time it covered the hookah, the curtain of the watery light is taken away.

Hookah walking over to bed.

Now Shanley's daughter, who has no way of suffering at all.

Miyako swallows and watches what happens.

"Fuuka......"

Miyako is aware.

No, I know.

Fuuka has a stronger sense of responsibility than anyone else and is really sweeter than anyone else.

For example, you cannot leave a sick child alone.

"…, this touch"

Huka's hand touches the girl's cheek.

"Cloudy eyes"

Then the lid.

"And this smell..."

Hmm, and the hookah breathed,

"Mr. Umi. Protective membrane, please."

"Nyah."

Again, wrapped in watery light.

The Great Water Spirit activates the same effect as the magic that man activates after a long chant with a swing of the tail of a blockage.

To Shanley, who looked worried and watched, Huuka chooses words to convey her thoughts.

"I only memorize eight medical books."

"Fu, Fuka, your efforts are bullshit as always..."

"This is definitely self-indulgent. Toxic magic in the body… it's a magic disease that causes irritation."

Fuuka speaks pale.

The nasty thing about this disease is that it causes temper in the body, so for example, healing magic does not achieve its effect - on the contrary, the blessing of healing becomes damage to the flesh as it is.

If it's the usual disease, the water attribute healing magic of the Water Spirit Undine should cure it by the way.

But when you look at the human being with the protective membrane that he was suffering from just getting closer...

"Perhaps the symptoms are progressing considerably… unfortunately your daughter is not helpful as they are"

"SO SONNA!!

"Perhaps I'll have it till tomorrow morning"

"Yes, the doctor didn't say that. Yo!

"It's a very rare case, so you could have misdiagnosed it..., there's only one cure"

Ha.

Miyako comes to think of a possibility.

"Moongrass?

Fuuka nodded.

Moongrass.

It is a very rare alpine plant and is said to be effective in all diseases.

Fuuka said.

The only thing that works against self-indulgence addiction is moonlight grass, he said.

"If it's moonlight grass, on the way to the hot springs - eh!

Miako and Fuuka snort.

Shanley stares at the two, holding their little hands tight.

At least - there's something a little forceful about it, but there's no reason to abandon pedestrians from a continent that always delivers healthy and delicious things.

Absolutely.

"Mr. Shanley, please get the carriage out!

What a mountain path in darkness must be horribly determined.

Even monsters may leave.

But...

Holding Huka's hand hard, Miyako ran off.