The Prodigy Sefiria’s Overpowering Program

"So, I need you to have more" Shiatsu ”!

"Ha ha..."

I was walking in the hospital hallway with Totetote next to Mr. Nelvia with a stuffed fruit.

And on the road to your mother's hospital room, I preached to Mr. Nelvia the importance of moderation and self-control.

Everything, for Mr. Nervia not to turn into a second fanatic (Bashhar)!

"From this point on, don't stick to the groans, snooze at me, snooze at me if I do! Nice, honey?

"Yes... I'll be careful"

Seeing Mr. Nelvia get mad at me and shunned makes me a little pathetic...... this is for her too.

You have to ghost your heart out here!

At the same time, I also decided to spend my days with moderation and self-control so that I could be an example to her!

"Ah, Sefi."

From the bathroom near your mother's hospital room, your brother came out.

"Ouch!!

My body was jumping into your brother's chest faster than visual information could be delivered to his brain.

Your brother's "Wow!? Listening to the voice," I will check your brother's body for any abnormalities.

"Ouch!! How dare you!? I couldn't put this on one of them!? Never blurted!? They haven't done anything nasty!?

"Oh, take it easy, Sefi! That's right, let's get it over with!

That's what I said, "Totally......" your brother turning that way in illumination.

But soon your brother stroked my head and murmured, "But thank you for squirming".

Ugh......!? High tech to dele after this little push......!

I'm worried that your brother will make you cry in the future.

It's not what I could have said, though, abusing my appearance every once in a while.

But since that one incident, I can't help but worry about your brother and your mother.

I don't know when or where the danger is.

Lost lives don't go back to what they were. It doesn't mean I worry too much.

When I hold your brother's hand tightly and don't let go, your brother says, with a gentle look, "It's just a jerk".

Still, after all, that night's fear doesn't seem to fade so easily.

Looking back, Mr. Nervia looked complicated, swelling his cheeks.

Mr. Nelvia? What's wrong?

Hmm? Speaking of which, I just said something to Mr. Nelvia and it seems like I was determined to do something too...... what was that?

Well, I guess it's no big deal that you can't remember.

I stepped through the door your brother opened for me into your mother's hospital room.

"... Sefi!

A mother in patient clothes looks happy when she sees my face.

Though I have to open my back wound, so I remain lying on my back in bed.

I was wondering if it was something to sleep on because you injured your back, but that doesn't always seem to be the case.

When I asked my mother if she was in pain, she laughed that the bed was very soft and painless and comfortable because she slept in a thin cloth in the village.

... but every time I see a bandage visible from a gap in my patient clothes, I always almost cry.

Even if it wasn't as good as when you were blocking it in the village due to the shock of not being able to properly protect your brother and mother...... the wounds engraved in my heart still don't seem to heal easily.

Yeah, you shouldn't heal.

You must hold it in your chest all the time, admonish your heart, and never repeat the same mistake again.

Your brother held me over my shoulder to see if my expression was strong on me.

So, I feel like I'm just a little relieved of my heavy heart.

I had Mr. Nelvia lift me up and I climbed into your mother's bed. You can't even see your mother's face from below.

Mother smiles calmly when she sees my face. Sleep next to it and I report that your mother would be concerned.

"Oka-san. I feel like I'm about to be" dang shaku ”.... would you welcome me?

"Absolutely! I can't be more proud of my son as a baron."

"... eheh." It's not like I'm supposed to be serious, but I thought I was going to start hanging out with you because it's coming from a basket. "

"Yes..."

Exactly. Your mother clouds her expression that I start working in Imperial City.

When it comes to aristocratic work in times of war, it's about fighting on the front lines...... As a mother, it would be complicated.

But it's okay, Mother! Because I will use those hands to try not to work at all!

A duty of high nobility, Nobles Obriege? Huh? I don't know.

The world can't just go across every beauty! Dead and blooming flowers! It's a species of life!

I was in my last life, and I literally worked to death (...).

It's no use working and dying anymore.

So, Mother, don't worry.

Because in this world, you don't leave your mother to die.

I would never, ever make my family cry.