When I also torched Keith's room following Nia's, I saw Berna happily entering there every time she called.
As a matter of fact, Berna has always liked you since last year.
I feel indescribably comfortable with that feeling of poking at my feet, and I'm horrified to be in there alone when Keith is sleeping because of sex tiredness.
If you're cute and a man would want to attack you for dyeing your cheeks slightly Zhu without doing anything with your little back rounded.
So Keith was also emptying the golden balls by attacking Berna whenever he saw her enter the torch.
Keith, who was still fully out that day, asked Berna, who was breathing in tears in her arms at the ginning nipples and the Oman butt tab.
"Hey Berna. Can I make you a torch next time in Berna's room, too? You like it, don't you, torch?"
Berna then turned her moist face towards Keith and thought for a moment before shaking her neck small, left and right, answering with a fine voice.
"... no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
"But..."
"I like your navel... so fine."
Keith hugged Berna back as sweet as she said so.
I thought you were separate from the female elf who was gasping like a monster until just now when she stroked her sweetening pet.
"Then you can always come in. Instead, you can't sleep here, can you? I have a cold."
"... Yes"
Berna, who answered this, caught a thoughtful cold a few days later.
I woke up in the morning, went into the torch, and fell asleep uncommonly twice.
I woke up in about an hour, but I didn't turn on the heating just by the torch, so it was Berna who cooled my body perfectly and caught a cold.
I got a little chilly, but I thought I was fine, so I went to Aisha after lunch.
"Beh, Berna...... are you okay?
"Yes?"
"My face is like a red cap... and my nose is dripping over it."
Berna gets a big sneeze when she answers "ha" with a bowed face at Aisha who wipes her nose with a tissue.
"... you have a cold no matter how you look at it. Go back to your room. I'll tell everyone."
"But..."
"If it contaminates Lady Nia, Just sleep in your room. Huh?"
"... Yes"
I'm going back to my room with a fling. Aisha said to Berna, "Talk to me when it gets painful! Because I'm taking you to the doctor!," he called out.
When Berna stopped, she thanked Pecori and went back to her room.
It was during the magic class between Nia and Leonora that Keith heard the story.
"Oh, you didn't have that thin one in your pocket."
I look like Nia's worried about Leonora saying that.
"Berna, I wonder if you're okay... I feel bitter and lonely when I have a cold"
As Leonora stroked Nia's head like that, Keith, who had always been a thought face when she heard the story,
"Um, excuse me. Can I cancel class today? I'm going to check on Berna for a second."
My three daughters reacted sensitively to those words.
"" "Then come with me!
The three of us were thinking together, and of course Berna was worried, but more than that, Keith and I were too jealous to be seen alone.
Keith shook his neck to the left and right, not to disturb him, but at least to the three of us together.
"No, you can't. Because it's dyed. Especially Lady Nia and Leonora. If it gets infected, Berna will be pissed off by all kinds of people."
The two of you can't say anything that you're absolutely right. So Aisha tried to say "if," but Keith blocked it first.
"Aisha can't either. It's a joke that the escort knight has a cold."
"Yes, I'm fine! I'm not proud of myself, but I've never had a cold in my life!!
"I hope you don't have to be so proud of yourself for being stupid.
"Who's a fool? Who's a fool!! Say good health!!
Keith left the room saying "bye" to Nia, sighing at Aisha and Leonora, who began to hustle again.
The only thing I could do was drop him off. Nia said, "Ah," and then...
"... I wish I could be seen by Master Keith."
Aisha and Leonora, who were fighting, nodded again and again with a sad face, agreeing violently.
§§§
I woke up to the difficulty of sleeping due to fever. Berna opened her thin lid in the bed.
I feel like my eyes were moistened and a single membrane was applied to the world. I felt it was definitely higher than when I measured the heat earlier.
It's kind of weird that the fried herbs I just drank are swirling in the back of my stomach.
I feel like I want to drink something, but I also feel like I'm going to throw up if I do.
After a little thought and another sleep, Berna closed her eyes, deciding to go to the doctor if she was feeling sick.
"Oh, my goodness."
The wind struck Berna's cheek, whining about the one she trusted most.
When you look at it, there's Keith, desperate to indulge in Guerro,
"Oh... Shijusan?
"Be, be, be... Ugh! Hey, Ma... Mm-hmm, yeah!!
I'm gonna want to ask if you're okay. The idiot came back running into the bathroom spitting gello and washing his tease mouth.
Berna awakened her lazy body and inquired as she watched Keith come back in tears.
"What are you doing, mister?
"What, are you sure? I'm here to see you."
"Kambi... no... welcome back"
Berna, dressed in her bedtime clothes, said so in a weak voice.
"Why are you going home? Don't you want me to see you?
"... no. But... I'm lying."
Keith smiled and approached Berna to put her back to sleep when the words returned as she had thought.
"What are you talking about? There's no way there's a owner who leaves his sick pet alone, is there? And don't let your pet worry about saying that."
"... but"
Keith finally placed his cold hand washed in cold water when he washed his mouth on Berna's forehead as he put the futon back on him. To Berna, who feels comfortable and howls,
"If Berna says she doesn't want me to see her doctor, I'm leaving. But if you're not, I'm not leaving. I would never leave Berna feeling ill."
Berna, weakened by a cold in her sincere voice, had tears.
I want to hug Keith for saying all the words I wanted him to say, but I'm not even that powerful. So with the utmost tears,
"Stay... I want you... stay by my side, I want you"
"I'm here. I've been here forever."
Berna, kissed by her forehead, smiled weakly with a hot face.
Keith's medical attention, which began that way, was accurate. Even if it looks like this, it's a medical magician, and there's no drain around it.
Ask the type of medicinal herb you drank, and let them make and drink magic drugs that are free of obstacles, and they cool your body down and lower your temperature.
If it's true, if it's a cold of this magnitude, it's one shot with healing magic.
"... Chiyumaho... no. I'm terrible with my body."
I have no choice but to heal in a normal way because Berna says this and doesn't accept me stubbornly.
To be honest, I can only take my medication and manage my temperature, but for Berna, it's just so nice to be around.
Make an oral rehydration solution with a small [witch pot] brought to rehydrate and let Berna drink slowly every time she wakes up.
When she went to see her doctor like that at night, Keith asked Berna to eat a little and bring porridge from the dining room.
Keith told me about Berna's cold, so I immediately headed to the dining room to make the porridge and the cat I brought left the syrup pickled in the visiting peaches.
Keith, who transferred the porridge in the container to the plate, takes it with the spoon to Berna.
"Can I eat?
Berna looks in trouble when she makes sure she's awake and asks.
"Very well, no"
"But you have to take your medicine, so why don't we just eat a little bit?"
"... Yes"
Berna mumbles her little mouth when she helps wake her body up and feeds it as she supports it.
I let him eat slowly. About a third of it was the limit, and he seemed unable to do any more, so I finished the meal.
I wiped the area around my mouth and let it wash and take the medicine I had made, and it was probably because of eating, but Berna's temperature was rising.
Keith asks Berna, who is red enough to tell because the original is white.
"Are you all right? Aren't you lazy and hard?
"... Sushi"
Keith wonders if I can force Berna to do some healing magic while she answers with a fever, but I don't want to try to treat her reluctantly. So I thought about the phrase,
"Berna, shall we put suppositories in? The fever will go down and it will be easier."
"Zaku... Yaku... on your buttocks, creaking...?
"Do you not like it? But the fever is taking away your strength... if you don't like suppositories, just a little healing magic."
"... snarl, so... fine"
I think it's time to do something about the healing magic haters in the event of an elf cold, Keith.
But now I don't have time to say that, so I took it out of the bag that I brought it as a horn suppository.
And when I get on Berna's sleeping bed, I give her a negligee type bedtime hem to take off her panties.
The smell of Berna fills Keith's nose with a caged scent.
I accidentally swallowed the raw spit, but I let Manguri pose as a boulder telling me that I was currently in medical care and wiped my anus hole with a wet tissue first.
Berna felt somewhat more colorful than her usual faceless face as she was silently wiped down her butthole with a fever.
Physical sensitivity is as dull as ever, and no matter how much I wipe my ass, I don't raise my voice one at a time, but the feeling of even less shame on the street at all times is erotic.
Keith shut up and carefully squeezed his fingers into the inside of the hole and wiped them gritty.
Keith tells himself that when he's finished wiping, his anus hole is cute and cracked, and he has a fever. But
"Licking and loosening is... important"
I had such a shitty excuse to taste Berna's butthole peppered.
I don't taste it because I wipe it with a wet tissue, but I still only wipe it there, so the caged smell of the entire groin irritates my nose.
Crawling it around his tongue to Ocaz, he also penetrated inside to unwrap it thoroughly, leaving Berna's anus loose and small open.
"... mister... when this happens, mischief... no"
Berna put a scratch in the boulder on Keith, who was still watching his dirty rectum twirl.
Keith, who returned to me, deluded and laughed, hurriedly pressed the suppository into its loose butthole.
"I'll let you in. Take your breath slowly."
Keith pushed a suppository into his loose ass as he tried to snort Berna's breath.
Push the medicine swallowed all over with your fingertips to some extent so that it doesn't come out. The rectum I touched at that time was poorer than normal because of the fever.
When I stroked him and pulled out my fingers, I wondered if Berna's face was slightly tight on the boulder.
"It's over, it'll be easier soon."
Berna replied yes when she put her panties back on and spoke up.
Keith, who fixed his posture and futon and put him back to sleep, asked if there was anything he wanted him to do, and Berna said "No" after a little silence.
"... you have something, don't you? Was there something in between?
"… None, sir"
"Berna. Please be as honest and sweet as you are when you have a cold. You can't just be a jerk, can you?
Berna pulls up the futon with her troubled face to Keith, who says as she wipes her fingers stuck in her ass. When she hides her mouth,
"... you know... I want you to... But I'm gonna... I'm gonna lie to you."
Berna, who knows she had a cold because she slept twice in a torch, thinks she can never infect Keith with it.
But when they tell you to be sweet like this, you honestly want the weak parts of the cold to be sweet and you can't help it.
So to such a troubled self, Berna looked at Keith in tears wearing a futon in embarrassment.
Keith took off his clothes and went into Berna's futon looking just like his pants and shirt when he grinned bitterly at a troubled pet who couldn't even honestly sweeten him during a cold.
"... selfish, say... sorry"
"I'm not impatient with this. Never mind that. Please go to sleep. I'm doing this until Berna goes to bed."
Berna felt a deep peace of mind at Keith, who gently slapped me on the shoulder with a certain rhythm over the futon.
It's not just when you get laid. Keith keeps an eye on himself even at times like this. He won't leave me. I was really happy with that.
Berna smiled slightly as the suppositories began to work and fell asleep softly wrapped up in her favorite husband.