Simmering Jams at the Edge of the Forest

Simple childcare space made in the back of the waiting room. That's where I'm sitting when I help the clinic.

In my arms, I now have a lovely sleep with red puffiness. It's this baby brother playing with his balls in his hands beside him.

They are three brothers, waiting here for the examination of their oldest brother to be completed.

Because the other day, my oldest brother, who was well marked, was injured when he played and fell on a ladder he hung in the barn.

Fortunately, it wasn't that high. Fortunately, I didn't break a bone.

But he caught it somewhere, and from around the forehead to near the temples, it was refreshing... I was just here to help, and I was at the clinic, but, oh, it hurts and refreshes even when I remember.

Children are playing and getting small injuries is a daily tea meal. Nevertheless, I was surprised because there were rarely any major injuries. The village liver mother just turned bright blue and jumped in with her brother.

He pressed the red-stained cloth against his wound and said, "It doesn't hurt that bad, does it?" I was peeling myself off, and Mark and the teacher said, "When I cut the spa, it hurts less"... It was true that the head wound was bleeding a lot. Your sister is surprised, yeah.

The adults who waited gave way to the appearance of the injured and thought they were all gentle after all.

He immediately blocked the wound with healing magic, and now he goes through disinfection and follow-up.

Mark says the healing is going well and he doesn't have to worry about any particular sequelae. The visit will be the last today, so your brother went into the office with a cowl.

That's right, you'd rather play with your friends than come to the clinic. Because the injured place was the place, the wounds were deep, and the exercise was stopped just in case.

If I'd thought of that, my baby would have moved in my arms.

Finally, when I gently re-hug and refresh, ku, and quiet again... in the soft sun entering through the window, it would be lovely if I could do the trick of wiping my eyes with my small hands while sleeping.

Dude, you've been around with your balls since earlier, playing "yes, Dojo" to your grandma and grandpa in the waiting room. Thanks to this, the clinic is full of almost air.

"Yay! Thank you, Dr. Mark!

"Oh, come on, don't wait!

That being the case, the door to the office opened up momentously with Batan, and your brother ran out without even asking your mother to stop him.

Grandpa Tom, who was near the entrance, is clearly stopping me from trying to keep going outside.

"Ooh, boy. Don't run."

"Wow!? I'm sorry"

"Oh, Grandpa Tom, I'm sorry. Brother, come here and help me with my luggage! Thank you, Margaret."

Recently, although the image has been significantly revised upwards, it is still a scary presence for children, Grandpa Tom. Everyone in the waiting room is nodding with their faces to their brother, who accidentally lost his hips.

When I gently put the baby back in my mother's arm on the way home, my brother back here showed me where he was injured.

"Hey, look! Right here, it's getting thinner and thinner and disappearing."

"I'd rather have a scar, what an idiot. This kid's not at all."

Your mother laughs in the face, but she doesn't even know how your brother feels. Recently popular pirate heroes are set to have scars on their faces.

Gu, he lifts his forehead and puts out his forehead. With my eyesight I could barely tell and looked thoughtfully, I finally saw a light pink line...... yeah, it's healing beautifully. Healing magic without the need for sutures is amazing after all.

It's a much thinner scar than it remains on my left leg at this stage, so I guess the type of injury is different than how healing magic works.

Doctor and Mark are still trying a lot, though. I don't give a shit myself.

I'm glad you're cured, and when I gently stroked your forehead with my fingertips, your brother grinned like he was tickled.

That's how she thanked Mark again for coming out of the office to get the next person, and the mother and child left the clinic behind.

The breaks the patients interrupted.

Over lunch, Mark shrugged bossy.

"... I think it's too close"

Oh, what.

Even though I'm in the middle of a delicious dinner, I thought I was unhappy. Apparently it wasn't nice to have been snuggling up with your brother in the waiting room.

Uh, sure, it was pretty close.

It's true that they were about the same distance from each other talking forehead to forehead like this, but, uh, but they're six-year-olds.

"It's not just today. Besides, it's not just for kids."

Was that it?

- Yeah, well, Dr. Daniel and Master Walter have always told me to be careful about proximity when dealing with others.

You may be worried that you will have trouble when you have to be careful from time to time, but the trouble is that you are not alert in Meeserie, right?

Plus, "Sister, look" is all the little, fine stuff the kids bring.

Pieces of glass, beautiful colored pebbles, flower seeds... inevitably the distance is closer.

Come to think of it for a second, I turn my gaze to the clock on the other wall.

- After all, no matter how many times I praise you or rub your eyes, I don't see that thin needle very well.

You're not abusive originally, are you? Distance from the object is the only problem, because threading the sewing needle can be done smoothly, and the letters in the fine book can be read. I double-checked that and matched Mark and his forehead again.

'Eh, in my case, it doesn't change where I stare, so maybe I'll be closing in soon. I'm sure it's like a habit.'

"... if you can see it, you're not going anywhere near it"

"Um, maybe?

I can't say absolutely. Because I'm basically unconscious.

I'll do good, and I clouded my tea like some politician, and I let go of my forehead.

Then a while later.

Mark from Wangdu's Medical Homecoming gave me glasses called souvenirs. They were supposed to be talking about "stop by the eyewear store when you went to Tokyo," but they couldn't wait.

Luxurious and adorable glasses that came to me on the fly. I didn't make it, I didn't make it, so it doesn't fit that well.

But I couldn't help but cheer when I called.

I see a distant view that's been blurry!

From the veranda of the mansion, you can see the vegetables in the field!

There was no inconvenience in life when I couldn't see it, but the impact of clear vision is huge after all.

I discovered miscleaned dust and, oh... but I'm modestly impressed to see Buddy's tail and eartips running from the woods.

I spent the whole day looking all over the village, the woods and the night sky without ever getting bored.

It's just that the fairies and the little ones I keep at the clinic can't help but worry about these glasses. He reaches out hard to somehow touch the sparkling lenses and thin strings.

In the end, I couldn't usually hang up and Mark sighed at me again.