God only gives people a test they can overcome.
I remember hearing that at church school when I was a kid that was who said that.
But God, I don't think I wish I could get over it.
While I offered to someone in heaven with a tongue that tasted like iron, I wiped Mr. Mio's sweat and put on a gingham check spring pajama, and I was in the mood to praise my reason for beating the temptation.
"Mr. Mio, are you hungry?
"Not really."
But Mr. Mio's condition is still not fragrant. She still looks fine and her appetite shows up perfectly in physical condition.
Even though I'm not aware of my ill health, I don't question getting into the futon without dinner. It could have been something I noticed at that point.
"Well, let's make something light"
"I may not need it today..."
"You should eat some. What did you have for lunch, by the way?
"Uh hey."
Thinking, a few seconds.
I know. What I ate at noon doesn't show up. So when I appropriately entered the cutlet bowl shop, I realized that the day was also cute.
"Oh, yeah. S0YJ0Y."
"Is that all?
"Banana flavour"
He was still pretty busy.
Even though it's better if you just haven't skipped lunch, it's not a good idea to have a single dish no matter how many nutritious foods made of soybeans. There were people who said that even beans can create spectacular colors with a healthy body, but what Mio needs now is normal eating and normal energy.
"I don't care if they give me any more color"
My tongue will be minced next time.
"What?
I said, "I want Mio to feel better soon."
"I'm a dick, okay?
"Oops, I was"
Anyway, he's just trying to be smart right now and he feels good. You should let him eat while he's at it.
"Well, I'll make you some rice. Just wait a minute."
"There you go..."
"There are eggs, rice, leeks... Speaking of which, is liquor the only way to cook?"
Fortunately, I cook on a daily basis, so I have all the ingredients in the fridge. There are also some nutritious foods that can be eaten by cold, but this would still be the first.
"Okay."
The ingredients are cooked rice, eggs, all-purpose green onions, dried shiitake, and white.
What I make is eggs boil.
It is a classic nourishing food that is both digestive and nutritious.
"You're faster than focusing too much on flavor this time. If you eat and sleep before it gets worse, you'll recover."
Ideally, I want to cook rice with more water and white dashi, and spin melted eggs while it's hot to sprinkle with green onions. If you use earthen pot, it will be delicious enough to eat when healthy.
But that would take more than half an hour.
Right now, cookers and earthenpots are not the ones you should use to make the shortest and most digestible. It's a microwave.
Mio's house has a switching formula of 200, 500 and 700 watts. Enough to use.
"Heat resistant container, is this okay? Add rice, white sauce and water and lid, at 700 watts... the rice is still hot and will be fine for a minute"
While the container is rotating in the range, mix the dried eggs to dissolve. Stir to cut vertically with chopsticks and the white body is hard to separate.
If you gently stir the heated rice, the flavour will not extend to real but it will be a well-digested porridge.
Turn the melted eggs in there and cover and steam again.
"Spread the all-purpose leeks at the end, okay"
The egg is boiled.
Duration, about five minutes. You'll be able to finish dinner before Mr. Mio changes his health.
"Mio-san, we're ready."
Knock on the bedroom door, but no voice returns from inside.
"... miosa?
I still haven't heard back.
I opened the door and I breathed into the sight inside.
"The drawers are all open in this short time... so..."
"Ah, Matsumoto, welcome back"
Mr. Mio sat perfectly at the centre of the room, where every drawer and ornamental opening was opened and scattered to anything that seemed resistant to cleaning up on his clothes and on his underwear and on his menstrual supplies.
"Mi, mr. Mio? What are you doing with this?
"He's not here."
I can see by the looks of what you're looking for, but what do you want to find even if you flip it so much?
"I'll look for the rest. What can't you find?
"Ah, honey."
"Ah, honey?
Uh, honey is who.
"Together..."
"Oh, are you one of the new stuffed animals I bought last time?
If it's a different combination of stuffed animal stores and Gessen's prizes, they should be lining up in the living room with Senior Fu.
"No. Those are proper yu-chan."
Maybe the dog is the former and the cat is the latter. Somehow there is such an atmosphere.
Then, uh, what the hell.
"So, uh, what kind of kid are you?"
"Damn you, Mr. Fox."
"Isn't that Fu? I'm in the living room. Shall I bring him in?"
"No. It's not Fu, it's, uh, the..."
"Oh, look, the fever's up"
Put Mr. Mio back in bed rolling on the floor with a flutter. Even without bitterness, my memory may be clouded by heat.
Looks like you should just let the eggs eat the boil and get some sleep here.
"Uh, I'll look for you, so let's have dinner first."
"Ah, where were you..."
"I'll let you know when I find you. Look, are you going to be able to eat?
"When I can eat, I'm done"
"Put it in your stomach for a little while"
He still doesn't have an appetite. I ate one mouth, the lid mouth, and left the spoon. I want you to get nourished if possible but you can't force me to eat it.
I switched between eating a little and lowering the plate and handing over the medicine I brought with me.
"Yes, it's your medicine"
"Mmm..."
I'll cut the seal of powder in the gold bag and let it grip you in your right hand. Seems like Mio, who rarely catches a cold, was ready to buy it just in case.
"... heh, heh, heh"
"So, are you okay!?
Cough up powder. I'll rush you through your feverish back, but this may not be a very good thing.
I thought of a possibility as I plucked my own face yellow with flying powder.
"Mr. Mio, can't you take powder?
"... I don't know"
I've read in something that drinking powder is more sophisticated than we think.
In addition to its medicinal effects as a chemical, the medicine makes you feel better by secreting stomach acid with its bitterness. But for humans, bitterness is a sign of poison, and drinking it without moisture is against instinct.
"Well, good luck with that."
"Okay, just one more time"
I tried to give him another package, but the results were the same.
"Ugh..."
"I can't even drink regular food because of my sudden illness. It's the only powder I'm not used to."
"But..."
"Don't worry about it. Because there's something convenient right now."
I've seen jelly type oblates on TV commercials. You should get it as soon as you get to the neighborhood convenience store or the drugstore.
"I'm going shopping for a bit. Something I want. I'll buy that with you."
Make sure you have a smartphone in your pocket that can pay electronically and take a seat. I can tell by the complexion that Mio's health is getting worse even while I'm doing this.
"... so"
"What is it?
It seems difficult to have a voice. Mr. Mio's right hand grabbed my sleeve when he thought so and put his ear close.
"Don't go..."
"Even if they tell you not to go"
This is all the heat. Take your medicine, and in some cases the hospital may not even think about it.
Minutes at most when it comes to going out. I guess I should shake it off and go out thinking about the future, but my weak right hand is too stiff.
"Stay here...?
What shall we do?
I know it's delicate, but do you want me to just watch it go bad? I don't want to do that.
But what do we do?
"Ha, ha..."
"Do you feel bad?
"Now, hey, just... But go."
Have you finally developed any serious symptoms?
With a breath of bitterness, my right hand still won't let me go.
"What to do......!
I can't move from here, there's nothing I can do about it.
I also did just now praying to God. Whatever the reason. If that works, I won't take care of it...
……
Smartphones trembled.
"... what, are you complaining because I went to that Gessen again without you?
Probably coincidental timing. Still, I thanked God.
"Incoming: Yudo Tsuchiya"
The culprit who introduced me to the previous game center.
The name of the previous company's sync, living just two stops away, was flashing on the screen of the smartphone.