Isekai Sagishi no Consulting

I woke up in the morning with a terrible muscle ache and couldn't get out of bed.

There was a good smell coming from the kitchen, and I shrugged, "Is he already working?", feeling 80% impressed and 20%.

I can't stay asleep forever more than Ginette works.

When I tried to crawl out of the room, proceeded down the hallway with only my energy, and I felt sick of going down the stairs in front of me, Ginette's room door opened.

"Good morning, sir..."

Ginette, with more hair than usual, crawled out of the room with a dying face.

"Or in a situation where my whole body hurts... and I'm finally standing... I was just there"

Apparently, he couldn't even be decent with muscle aches.

I get it. I get it.

That's not how you stick your balls in. My arm won't get up with my pants. Maybe because of the typhoon's eyes? No, it could be a horseback fight.

Probably, but there must be about six kids crying on my shoulder right now, Grandpa. That's how heavy it is.

"Hair, can you handle it? Awesome. No more."

I'm defenseless, and I smile for what I'm looking at, but that would make it out in public. As the owner of the restaurant, as the clerk. Cleanliness, I guess, or I must be. The sloppy impression is negative for the store.

"Um... I tried my best, but I couldn't move my arm as usual..."

They're trying so hard to lift their puffy trembling arms, but they're not coming up above eye height. That seems to be the limit.

"... I'll do it later"

"Is it true!?

Suddenly I thought I made a loud noise, holding my mouth down quickly with a body that was supposed to clasp.

As if to block the source from which the joy has been unintentionally zeroed.

Ginette deliberately shifts her gaze in the way she is ashamed of herself for having her hair combed, which she has often been delighted with for being childish.

You guessed the air you wanted to delude, but not delude, and Ginette uttered an excuse with a smile on her face.

"Actually, um... I saw Mr. Magda having his hair combed occasionally, and... okay, I thought..."

I'm sure Ginette is normal, so I don't have to comb her hair, I don't have to, but I don't have the charming taste to comb a girl's hair, and as a result, I never combed Ginette's hair.

No, I may have fixed the mess hairs and done it, but I don't remember when it comes to proper brushing.

I don't think it would be such a pleasure...

"Well, if you have a brush, bring it. If it's the same guy as Magda, that's fine."

Magda comes out on the floor asleep all the time, so the brush for Magda is on the kitchen shelf. To brush before opening the store.

"Uh, uh, I'll bring it! Oh, but it's not that I don't like the same as Mr. Magda..."

"I know, so bring it quick"

"Yes!"

Ginette happily returns to her room.

Sharing a brush is surprisingly carefree. It is preferable to avoid it if you can. Sometimes brushing can scratch your scalp, and the fear of infection, well, it's rare, but I can't say enough.

Most importantly, it's not easy to take it off if your hair gets tangled up, and I'm very concerned about using someone else's brush.

You should keep your hairbrush for yourself whenever possible.

So, that's Ginette's hairbrush situation.

"Oh, my hair!?" What a voice could be heard from across the door, and then the time for silence flowed.

I guess I even clean my hair tangled in a brush.

I may have some experience, but cleaning brushes is pretty tough. Even more so if it is something you have been using for a long time.

I removed my hair and now I'm worried about the dust from my roots.

Will waiting in front of the room cause pressure?

"Ginette, we're going down first."

"Ah, ha!

We have a conversation over the door and descend the infernal descent stairs with a humming body.

Umaro, you're going to roof it up. And you're going to install it with an escalator?

I manage to get down to the first floor while turning away from reality with an impossible imagination.

It's still dark around, and I still can't feel any signs of the sun rising. The clear air that irritates the mucous membranes of the nose is a little cold.

The laundry hasn't even been dried today. Because Ginette slept with him. I may have been awake, but I couldn't move.

I guess the full start-up starts tomorrow.

With that in mind, I head to the kitchen to be caught smelling good.

...... hmm?

Ginette's still in the room... who's cooking?

Patience the pain for just a few moments to increase speed.

Who else but Ginette cooks in the kitchen of the Yangdu Pavilion?

Only some products, such as popcorn and okonomiyaki, can be made, although Magda is possible.

I bet you haven't taught me how to cook with good stock, like the one I'm smelling right now.

Well, it's a donated meal to feed the Bertina and church kids. There's no way Ginette would shut up and overlook something that can't guarantee flavor.

Then what the hell...

Open the door leading to the kitchen and jump inside.

That's where I was.

"Good morning, Master Kometsuki"

"Wake up quickly."

It was Ines and Deborah.

"... what are you doing?

"It's breakfast."

"That's how I got the request."

Request?

Ginette to these guys?

No, it can't be. How could Ginette, who had a muscle ache and couldn't move, ask another district superintendent? He was in such a mess that he couldn't even reach "Get Out of the Way - No. 1," Ginette's guy.

"I happened to see you in front of the store, so I asked you to help me, Master Yashiro"

"I do too, help me, make breakfast"

It was Natalia and Gilberta who gave her a sneak peek at her face from the floor.

Was it Natalia who asked Ines and Deborah to help... so, why are you guys here? At this hour, in this place.

"Master Estella said, 'I'm sure Ginette, you're going to have a tough day with muscle aches, so can you go help her with the planting?' You said."

"Don't feel bad about imitating or resembling your Estella before..."

"Isn't it similar?" Sooka Totally. ""

"That's similar!

"I don't remember, I, the Lord of Smiles, speaking the words"

I don't know if I ever told you, Mono Mane.

I'm going to tell you - it's funny to attack the place.

"So, Natalia, well, as you can see, why is Gilberta here?

"I couldn't go home. Last night, Lucia was exhausted."

I snubbed around at a sports party all day. It must have been tough to get a carriage home from that time to District 35.

"And I can't move, now, Master Lucia, because of severe muscle pain"

"Well, did you come the next day? Good thing you're still in the young category."

I have experience in Japan too, but beyond thirty, muscle pain comes in two days.

"Is that it? I'm perfectly fine. I'm still young" from "... damn, you're coming the second day...!" I'm sure all humans will taste the dismay.

"So, where's Lucia now?

"Disturbing, sweet to the branch of the wooden guild, courtesy of the branch manager"

Did you stay at Imelda's?

I wonder if you were born with the same red set of favors or bonds.

In the meantime, I'm glad Millie and Hammorrow are safe.

"So you're telling me that Osama was staying in Guerracy and Nantka in the 23rd arrondissement?

"Master Geraldsey is returning to the hall. It's not a big deal."

Hey, Ines, you're spitting a little poison.

I was feeling a little bit, but you don't like Geraldsey?

"My lord's name is Ibel Hagen. Don't forget. It's very hectic."

"Heck, that's what I'm talking about"

"My Lord should be resting in the hall by now, too."

There is no Geraldsey or Hagen left.

Then why are you guys here?

"I thought maybe there would be an athletic meeting today, to confirm"

"Hey! You'll die!

"I thought you might have forgotten to praise me, just in case"

"Let's praise you enough already!?

These guys came near me at dinner after the District People's Games and said, "How was that time of competition?" "Were you looking at me during this competition?" "How many points were I out of 100 then?" "Well, praise me fully," he praised and praised as persistently as he could.

That was so annoying...

When you say, "I don't know," or "I don't remember," you don't get angry, you don't cry, you just shut up and say, "Shh..." huh?

That's what Ginette said next to me, "Mr. Yashiro, say something"?

So, every competition, every competition, every single one of them, including when it wasn't a competition. ~ Mm-hmm, I complimented you!

I spent the other three years or so of my "praise power"! I praised so much that no one would complain about me starting tomorrow without one compliment!

I grabbed Geraldsey and said, "You give him more praise!" So much so that I went to put in a complaint.

Then Geraldsey's guy......

"What are you talking about, you? It's passed down to the superintendent, even if he doesn't say so."

Oh, shit!

I don't know if I'm messing around here right now because I'm not telling you!

I didn't tell you one thing!?

One thing, one thing!

"BU" kids are stupid kids you have to be clear about! Understand, right there!

"Damn, you suck, Geraldsey!

"Dear Yashiro, I agree with that, but I was wondering if I should refrain from speaking ill of the lords of other districts."

"Your poison is pretty good too, Natalia."

"No... Last night's frustration doesn't seem to be clear yet"

"Is something wrong?

"Actually, Ricardo told me to stay because I'm tired."

"Wow... Ricardo, wow..."

"I applied salt all over him and drove him back"

"Spread it!? Spread the salt!? What do you want me to do with it? You bake it?

Perhaps Lucia said she was staying or something and thought, "Then so am I."... That's not the kind of house where you can stay a lord, and if there is, it would be at Estella or Imelda's, and I would normally find out that you can't think about it... Oh, Ricardo doesn't know, he's an idiot.

"So, what about that estella?

"It was late last night due to the aftermath of the sporting event, so they're going to sleep until lunch"

"Did you sleep properly?

"Is that to see if you got naked last night?

"You're not asleep!?

"No, I rested well"

"I slept and it's that nori!? It's tense all night!

"It's normal driving"

"That's serious, and your medical condition."

If you ask, Natalia seems to have tried to help Estella, but Estella was told to ask for Ginette immediately and forced to go home?

I can't even Estella. Without Natalia, the work would be muddy.

"So Natalia made the dinner today?

"No, because I can only inject enough love beams into the finished dish."

"I don't know if I need anything in particular, the process!?

"" "Huh? You practiced?

"Are you all right, chief payer x3!? No, x4!

Even Gilberta speaks up to Ines and Deborah and says something simple.

What were you practicing, you guys?

"... Natalia and the others followed these instructions and were responsible for cutting and simmering the ingredients"

Usually sleepy-supervised Magda faces off the floor.

Then Loretta shows her cheerful face in the morning.

"Good morning, brother!

"Are you guys okay with muscle aches?

"... it doesn't make me muscle ache with all that exercise"

"We work out differently!

Anyone but me nods, "Yeah, yeah," to Magda and Loretta's words.

Yeah, no... you can afford an athletic party for a day? How much are you guys?

"Whatever your muscle aches, Magda's well awake."

"… of course. I could have expected the manager to leave. Magda has to be firm when the manager isn't around, so I woke up alone this morning -"

"I came to wake you up!

…………

"Wanna!? It hurts, Magda!? Don't chop on the flank in silence!

Magda, I know it feels like you've been ripped off a secret, but this way, it feels like "I guess."

But the guy who was sure Ginette would be unable to move due to muscle pain told Estella Magda, and probably Loretta, but you're pretty good.

I couldn't get that far with all my hands on myself.

"You smell good with miso juice and stew. Who did the seasoning?

"You're an asshole."

"Kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Hang your arms on the floor and the wall that divides the kitchen to give you a look like Nana.

"Magda and Loretta will come to us early in the morning. I can't help but cook for the kids at the church... it didn't just happen. I had a drink yesterday... if you'd told me earlier, I'd be ready."

I don't seem to like helping myself.

And again, "Huh... Huh" leaks the yawn.

Ooh... ugh. You've been in full colour since morning, Norma.

"Thank you so much, Norma!

"What, now it's changed. It's not even like Yashiro."

"... no, thank you now is due to a very paltry reason"

"Your brother doesn't have a general muscle ache, but he doesn't."

Thanks for coming to help - Magda and Loretta promptly deny Norma's mistake in mistake. I guess I don't have to deny it there.

"Don't worry if it tastes normal. I look forward to breakfast today."

"Look, there's nothing to praise."

Big tails flutter and shake.

I think I'm going to get my pants rounded out when I wear minisca. I wonder if I'll wear it.

"By the way, you guys were all from the floor, what are you doing on the floor?

"I was making rice balls. It's a lot of people."

High number of people.

I thought that meant the number of people eating at church.

"Ooh, Yashiro! Did you wake up properly?

"Oh, hey, Mr. Terumi."

"Haha. I knew Yashiro and Ginette had a muscle ache."

"Yashiro. I brought you some fresh eggs, so eat this and work hard on your body."

I had a lot of help.

You mean there's a lot of people.

Delia, Millie, Paula, Neferry.

Yesterday, the mighty men who competed in hostility for the victory are lining up to grip the rice balls with ease.

"Guys, didn't you get muscle aches?

"It would be before I hit it. I've never had a muscle ache."

"Ugh. Miri was fine, hey."

"If you work in Cantartica, you'll have a body that can't beat muscle aches, I'm sure"

"I'm fine, too. My chickens," Ko, "they don't have a pretty intense, nasty body."

Isn't that the pedigree trait of the Beast people, what makes the flesh strong?

I hear everyone here hasn't had muscle aches.

... No, wait.

Maybe Norma's around tomorrow just lagging behind...

"Yashiro. Why don't you speak up and say what that gaze means?

"Nothing, so let the flue go, huh? You have to put ash in the rice balls, right? Huh?"

I'm sure Norma is also a muscle pain free flesh. That's Nice Buddy, not a minute's gap. Hey, I praised you, so put the flue down, man.

"... guys, move your hands, not your mouth"

"That's right. You can't wait for time. Me too, how many times have I become obsessed with chatting and cooling my coffee..."

"That's not your fault. Don't be with me, Loretta."

Paula sighs in fright.

"Both Yashiro and Ginette spoil Loretta too much. Shall we keep it with us for a while? I'm gonna slap you back on the sexual roots, okay?

"Za, za, I'm sorry, Mr. Paula! I'm already an essential person for Yangdu Pavilion, so come on, I can't send you to another store!

"... Loretta. Don't be so overconfident in yourself."

"Don't come to your heart choosing in a comforting tone, Magda!? That's the tone of the 'don't despise yourself' time!

"Look, Loretta. My hands are stuck."

"Uh-oh!? I was the only one pissed off!?

Various rice balls, large and small, are lined up in a lively fashion.

Delia's is big, Millie's is very small. Neferry's is a little rough, Norma's is a beautiful square triangle.

"Loretta and Paula's rice balls look something like that."

"What!? Don't stay with me, Yashiro. Because I'm definitely better."

"The flavors are with you!? Or I'm probably more delicious for my affection."

"Then it's battle, Loretta!

"I just want it!

How can you win or lose?

After all, these two look like good sisters. Tough sister and a rebellious but desperately eating up.

I can't help but breathe.

"... Confidence"

and magda showing a beautifully made rice balls in the palm of her hand.

Magda rice balls have a kind of cute finish.

'Magda-like' is all over the place, so much so that Womalo would definitely look for it even if he let it get into the myriad of rice balls.

"Nevertheless... does the manager always do this alone?"

"... when I get up in the morning, Magda is helping too"

"It's enough to count the days you can wake up in the morning."

"... mmm"

Norma is right, usually all these preparations are undertaken by Ginette alone.

I'm trying to help too...... I actually don't have much left to do when I stand in the kitchen. The handicap is different now, Ginette.

It's not the kind of thing you can try to imitate, is it?

So I guess Magda and Loretta asked for help.

I can't imitate Ginette.

So I want to reach my goal the way I can.

Relying on your people is no embarrassment. It's more of a pride to have company you can count on.

I can figure out how best to act and do it.

Nor does anyone tell you that, but spontaneously.

These guys are growing up right, too.

Oh, my God, I felt that and smudged.

"Dear Yashiro. This one's ready."

Apparently, Natalia's leading the foreman team is ready.

This rice balls is almost done.

If we work together in this number of people, we'll just get it over with.

We still have time to leave.

Should we just get ready to leave and take a short break?

"Guys, can I get you some coffee?

"No. Then I'll make you some tea. Master Yashiro, rest your muscles."

When I tried to move, Natalia pushed me ahead.

I thought it would be hard at least, but, well, Natalia's tea is delicious. I'll leave it to you.

"Speaking of which, did Tracy leave?

"Yes. While yesterday. You said you couldn't let Estella see you suffer from muscle pain."

"Well, he'll definitely have a muscle ache, too"

I wondered if Nene had left because he wasn't in, but I see, is that why?

Then, I loaded the ingredients into the luggage truck and cleared the floor and kitchen.

Finally by that time.

"Good morning, everyone..."

Ginette turned to the floor.

That took a hell of a while.

"Or I didn't think the stairs were so scary..."

Puffy for a step down. Puffy for a step down.

He came down slowly.

Even after that, he seemed to have had a great adventure through the narrow courtyard, with dirty skirt hems and cuffs.

Have you even been in the jungle?

I also struggled with knee bending and stretching, and I had a hard time sitting in a chair, and Ginette couldn't drink properly with a shiver with plenty of arms to drink the tea I had Natalia serve.

You need nursing care.

"It hurts all the places that have never hurt before... and I can't make it work"

"I guess it's because I used muscles I don't normally use. Muscle aches in places like that are pretty tight."

"I never thought I had so much muscle on my body,"

Muscles that become aware for the first time by pain.

"What, you get muscle aches here too!?" I guess the surprise is something fresh for Ginette. He doesn't exercise more than he needs.

"Well, Bertina's worried too"

"Right. I rarely see Sister running."

My stomach's a muscle, too.

"Only there, you seem stronger than anyone. Hehe."

Well, I guess there's nothing further ahead for Bertina's stomach to have muscle aches and her appetite to go down.

Your arms might be crying on your breasts.

Bertina's hug is basically a hug with a beard poked. I rarely do anything like hold it up. So I don't have a very powerful image.

"Well, you still have time"

My thighs are complaining quite loudly about the strike, too, but it's a promise.

He can exercise better than Ginette, so he still has better muscle aches.

You could do as much brushing as you want.

"Ginette, lend me your brush"

"Heh... are you going to do this here?

"You want to go back to your room?

"Ugh... going up and down those stairs is kinda..."

If I send him back and forth to his room again, he'll be late for breakfast.

I have a few people's eyes, but I'm not doing anything nasty.

Things are the matter. Everyone here will understand.

"So, then... Um, please, I will"

Gently, I am offered a hairbrush.

Wow, that's so puffy, my arm. My arms are puffy......

"Oh, um, could you take it quickly? The brush is heavy..."

As I stare, Ginette's arm slowly drops.

It's surprisingly tedious to hold things and stick your arms straight forward. Ginette would be even more so. Muscle pain would be even worse.

Receive a hairbrush and turn behind Ginette.

Ginette, who can't twist her body because of muscle aches, chases me with her gaze alone.

You don't have to look at me, just look forward.

Stand behind Ginette and gently, touch her chestnut hair.

"Hih... Huh!

Was it tickling, Ginette shrugging her neck?

Sometimes when someone else puts their hair in my hair, I think it's creepy. Especially near the collar and feet.

I don't care about such a ginet, I'm slowly going through the brush.

Soft hair is fluffy and tangled in your fingers, and when you pass the brush, you get a glowing moisture.

The hair that was involved in the haha is aligned by a brush, gently reflecting the light in the room.

"You have honest hair."

"Heh... honesty or something, do you have it?

"Magda's hair bounces back whether you comb it or not." Stroke more, comb more, "he urged."

"Ugh. Well, maybe my hair will one of these days."

Laugh and say so, "Um..." pinch the short words and leak the whine like it's lit.

"It feels so good, so..."

It feels good to be stroked.

So more. A rare treat for Ginette...... no, not lately.

This guy got better at sweetening.

There is no more Ginette, who was a hunk of reluctance when we met.

That's a good change, I think.

Too much glamour is troublesome, but if you're as selfish as Ginette, you're cute.

"Sorry, but do it yourself to tie it. I don't feel like I can do it well."

"You don't have to be good, do you?

"Give me a break"

………………

"Hmm?"

"... no"

"Are you too bad at acting!?

I guess it hurts to hurt. With muscle pain.

But that's why I can assure you that it's impossible in Ginette's case when it comes to being able to perform truly imminent acts.

You can be sweet when you're sick.

That's the implicit rule in the pavilion.

Is muscle pain also within the scope of application?

"Don't complain if you have flaky hair."

"I won't tell."

Ginette looking forward in an upbeat mood.

As I bind my long hair at my shoulder and knit three large braids, I hesitate to say "wow," but I sound innocent.

This guy used to say to me, "You're a big kid".

Which is better. I'll give it back just like that.

"Wow. You're good, Mr. Yashiro"

"Oh, yeah."

Wrap the freshly made three braids with your hands and look at them with a smile.

It's because of your hair quality that he looks beautiful, not because of my technology.

"Eh heh. Thank you, Mr. Yashiro. I'm glad you had muscle aches."

"I don't know..."

I have a muscle ache too. Pain and dalliness make it easy.

Though, well... there's nothing like combing your hair.

My mission was terminated because he seemed convinced that he could see it.

"Huh, boy"

And when I looked back,... there were columns.

"... Yashiro, it's Magda's turn next"

"I'd like to ask you, too!

Loretta on Magda.

Plus Deborah to Natalia, Gilberta and Ines, and behind them, even Paula & Neferry to Norma and Delia.

... here.

"You guys can do it yourselves, though."

You're perfectly done.

"Dear Yashiro,"

Natalia takes a step forward, as she represents us all.

"I just remembered... actually, I have a muscle ache"

"I think it hurts, I think, these muscle aches in both arms"

"We, too, have a muscle ache. Hey, Mr. Deborah."

"Yes, Mr. Ines. We have equal muscle pain."

"Guys, I'm a little late."

"Oh well, you guys too! That's an odd encounter!

"You must have had your usual tiredness."

"You're busy, Cantalchica, and our chicken farm!

You guys...

"Until yesterday when the" Spirit Judgment "ban was banned, right?

"... Yashiro, look outside"

Look out the window where Magda points her finger.

"... because the sun hasn't risen yet, Safe"

"Where's the rule?"

"Dull"

Seeing our interactions, Ginette holds her mouth and shivers her shoulders.

"Right. Spirit, God may still be resting."

Oh, what?

Is Spirit God a sleeper at night?

A system that cares about your skin bends or something?

You're not watching me on an insomnia break, you're lying there.

"Mr. Yashiro."

Touch my hand and wrap my fingers around it. Like having the brush still in my hand grip again.

"Just a little bit,... right?

So I said, "Right?" Well then... sometimes, you're going to hurt me.

Then when you're done, rub my arms and sprinkle me with lactic acid.

... Whatever, I can rub it on the side. No, I'd rather...

"When you're done, I'll massage your arms."

"No, I'd rather rub it..."

"Because I will."

Stubborn.

Well, there's no way they're not tired of that move yesterday either.

Yet you've been helping me out so early in the morning... a little bit.

I don't know if I can give it back like this, but the person told me to do it, so it would satisfy me a lot.

"Okay. I just can't take that long because the kids have to be hungry."

"Wow! That's your brother!

"I'm here in the 42nd arrondissement to be caressed"

Loretta and Ines & Deborah honestly express their joy.

Magda and Natalia posing silently as guts.

Gilberta and Delia are nicotine together, Paula and Neferry hi-touch each other with both hands, and Norma loosens one mouth.

"So, gentlemen. Do you mind if I brush?

"If it's the manager's, it's not a problem at all."

"Rather, I would appreciate it if you could expect a boob augmentation effect."

"It doesn't work like that, Mr. Natalia!?

"Again, be modest."

"So there isn't!?

If that works on this brush, I have to comb the hair of girls all over the city. However, although I would have to go through the lord's house for a year or so.

"Well, we don't have time for that. Let's get this over with."

"... then Magda first"

"Magda, when did you get it?! This is the spirit of concession!

"Long hair takes a while, so you should get it done first."

"Well, is that the best?

"You're longer than that!

"No, you did, didn't you?

Delia and Norma competing for hair length.

What does Delia care about? I guess it's just a pain in the ass to simply hang up.

"In that gap"

"Yeah, let's line up, Mr. Ines."

"I'll take a ride, I'll go to the superintendents of Ward 23 and Ward 29"

The superintendents are putting a lot of pressure on me.

I know what Gilberta is so shaggy about... Inez and Deborah were totally flattered too. Spoiled, Rika?

So, well.

You know, when it feels like this, you can't pack it.

"Millie."

"Huh?"

"Millie is the best. Come here, please."

"Miri no, so... no, of?

"Oh. Is he complaining?

…………

"See? Here."

"Ugh!"

Only Millie didn't come to claim herself.

That's why I nominated him first.

If you're too disappointed, there are many things that can be counterproductive.

A world where a daughter as modest as Millie is rewarded is surely more peaceful.

"... Guys, too disappointed"

"Oh, don't you say that, Magda"

"But, well, you need your own weight."

An event began where everyone was convinced of each and didn't know what the purpose was.

I'm not a charismatic hairdresser or an agile butler.

I can only comb the ladies' hair properly, but if that's what you want, I'll do it. About today.

It's a screaming arm with muscle aches, but if you gently torture him like this, you'll get used to the pain one of these days.

It's not a welcome drink, it's a muscle.

I don't know if it works.

"Hehe... something, no... hehe"

Sitting in the chair in front of me, combing Milly's hair twisting her body, I wondered if it would be any worse this morning.

I guess I was too tired to use my head.

This kind of simple work just seemed comfortable right now.

My muscle aches are as bad as ever, but, well, somehow, it was a very mild morning.