My Husband, the Commander of Imperial Guards, Wants to Divorce Me, But I Don’t Want to Part With My Angelic Stepchild.

"When we switched with the servants we were here, Yurika was in a cage in a room that we couldn't get close to. Fion was worried about Yurica's health, and Anton's eyes were swept away, and he made her go to Yurica's room to carry food."

"Is that why Negro came through? I'm convinced."

"The meal was also prepared as instructed by Anton, but it seemed to be prepared as close as possible to the flavor preferred by Yurika. Fion, you are."

"The meal was made for me by Fion, wasn't it?

"Yeah. Deep-fried hollowbirds are actually your specialty dish, Fion. We were fed after that, too."

Dora says proudly.

"But then, you know, Anton told me you were poisonous and I didn't really try to eat it, but why?

"It's obvious. Yurika, because if I ate that fried chicken, it was too delicious and I wasn't sure if I could be satisfied with it just because I tasted it. Of course, Mr. Fion was specially fried for the reward along with a status report on Mr. Yurika."

What Meal seemed to tremble at that time was Setouchi, not afraid of the poisonous viewer, but whether he could stand it in one.

That's Dora.

"So feel free to cure it. Yurika, we're on your side."

"Dora......"

I was feeling lonely because I didn't think I was alone here on my own side or anything. I thought I had to keep fighting alone until help came. And yet I can't believe I just had an ally right on my side like this.

Then I wondered why you didn't rescue me right away, and Dora apologized to me.

"Forgive me. Yurika, I never thought Anna would do you harm. I never thought they'd be after the gaps that were off your side. Yurika was stabbed because of me."

"It's not your fault. That's force majeure."

"Yurika."

"But you handled my injury properly, didn't you? My stomach is wrapped around a bandage."

It was my stomach that stabbed me. The area was tightly bandaged. When I touched the area with my hand, the smell of the medicine snorted.

"Yes. I made allowance for Yurika's wounds while I was wondering. Because I have still studied medicine. Fortunately, the wound was shallow, so I think the wound will be blocked in the last couple of days. But you'd better stay put for a while."

"Learning medical? Who are you?

"I'm a rushing doctor."

"How could that be to a samurai?

I can't imagine. Is Dora a doctor? How could you do that to a maid?

"There was a lot to it..."

Haha. And Dora laughed deceptively. I don't think you want me to touch it there.