As I wondered what was going to happen to me in bed, Meal came right next to my face. Whisper under your ear.

"Hey, what?

"Yurika. Rest assured. I'm on your side."

"What are you talking about? You are Anton's......!

Pain runs in my abdomen trying to wake up my body again. When I wondered if I had to taste this pain for a while, I couldn't help but feel sorry for myself that I couldn't move as much as I wanted.

"How could you look at me like this...!

"Yurika. You can't be unscrupulous. The wound has just been blocked."

Meal has turned his hand around my waist, almost crying pitifully.

"Let's get up slowly. I'll give you a hand."

"Thanks"

A milk tea was placed on the side table when I half-waked myself in the cot with Meal's hand, despite the pain of twitching.

"Would you like a drink?

"Thanks"

I was surprised to put my mouth on the teacup handed to me by Meal. The contents contained milk tea full of milk of my choice. It was the same thing that someone put in for me before.

"What is this...?

"This is what Mr. Fee put in."

Meal nicks and says.

"Meal, how could you?

"Don't you see?

"I don't know."

"It's me, wah... I am. Yurika."

Meal looks at me and points at me, but I have no idea what that means. You have no choice but to do that to me. And, as I said, Meal lifted his hair next to his temples.

"Meal......?

Meal's hair was flaky. And she took a giggle and showed it to her. The smile looked familiar.

"Are you Dora? Lies? Since when?

"Excuse me. Since the beginning. Since Yurika was captured, as a samurai in this mansion, it was a good thing that I mocked her, but Anna suspected me, so I hit Yurika hard to gain her credibility. Sorry, sir."

"I'm surprised. I never thought you were a meal..."

That being said, I had noticed.

"Could it be because of you that the samurai changed their attitude on the way out?

"I'm sorry about that, too. Yurika couldn't bear to keep being said badly, so she snuck into my fellow samurai. Anna actually took her husband from Yurika and said she was living here with our faces."

"So where's Phee?

"It's a dining room. We're sneaking in here as one of the cooks."