The Unbound World’s “Normal” is Difficult

Cleaning is complete on this side, too.

An exotic girl in unattractive Ruden is Anastasia Don Rodrigo.

He peels off his dress with a ripped cloth and holds it in his hand like a chunk of cloth.

When she put it in a strict bag, she sprayed something like alcohol around and finally blew a perfume.

It is a place where there should still be dirt, but at some point it is completely clean.

Of course, the bumpy surface of the stone floor remained intact, but even the dirty water accumulated in the indentation was wiped away.

"I just wiped off the dirt and sprayed the disinfectant. After this, wipe with hot water and allow to disinfect again for finishing. Please expand your window and let in as much light as possible during the day. I know it's cold, but sunlight is our priority."

Anna used disinfectant to purify her arms and take off her clothes. She looked around at the sick people.

"People with diarrhea or vomiting. I know it's painful, but be sure to excrete and vomit in a designated area. Depending on the severity of the symptoms, consider the location of the beds. And be sure to dispose of dirt according to a defined procedure."

Flying instructions one after another is truly magnificent.

It was supposed to be a small, pathetic category, but the expression that seeped there now was either fatigue or slaughter.

"If there is no nurse, there is no other way to complete all the work on your own. I will show you the hygiene management method that can be done if you have enough physical strength to throw up, so put it on the wall -"

Hey hey

Interfering with a smooth mouth, Felix spoke for everyone on the scene.

"When and how did you clean this place?

Asked strangely from the bottom of her heart, Anna said, "What?" She answered with her eyes.

"Well, normally, I just let them smoke with a highly absorbent polymer."

"... a polymer? Eh... no, you don't usually carry anything like that with you, do you? I mean, it's not familiar, is it?

"Ah, if not, why don't we make it?

Anna was so tired that she answered her petty opponent.

What the hell are you doing?

It's been almost 24 hours, and I've only been involved with the excrement "Yeah" and the vomit "Giggle".

With all the anomalies Elma showed one after the other, there was no more energy left to be stunned or thrilled.

"Making...?

"So, you can normally crosslink acrylic acid to the mesh structure, make it into sodium polyacrylate, and then make it into granules. Don't you know that much?

Felix is uncommonly twitching her face, but Anna doesn't even realize it's an anomaly.

Rather, I no longer knew what was normal and what was abnormal.

(I don't... want to sleep... This woman has been experimenting with me all night....)

Elma's passion for comfort for Baldo was unlimited.

When you say you want to improve the water absorption of your diapers, you quickly develop a polymer and wonder if it's finished. From there, you start paying more attention to water absorption rate, water retention, agglomeration, and weather resistance.

Along the way, "Baltan doesn't always make good flights! I was distressed, and if I borrowed Elma's expression, I stormed into an environment where I could collect C-minus, no, D-equivalent flights.

What is the situation in this nursing home compared to that harsh environment and harsh experiments?

What's wrong with the approach of making polymers when there's dirt in there for now?

Having completely lost sight of "normal", the girl naturally spinned this phrase with strong emotions (yakushi) springing from Russia.

"Isn't this normal?"

Felix's eyes are wide open.

After hearing Elma clap "brilliantly" behind her, Anna turned her back.

"Then..."

We were headed for the trick.

This is a field where Elma has abnormally grown vegetables in "normal organic cultivation."

Outside the vegetables that ignored the four seasons, even the wild flowers that were judged to be non-toxic were flocked and dusty or fruitful.

After passing on an incredibly blue sight with dead fish eyes, Anna bends over to the edge of the field.

And without worrying about the dirt on her cheeks and dress, she stretched out her arms and dug up the thorn-covered plants from the roots.

"This. It can be eaten. It can also be medicine."

It was a weed that grew everywhere in Cold Village that came back and protruded into the sick.

The root swells up like a bump and a tumor. It's creepy anyway.

"No way, is that him...?

You gotta be kidding me. I heard the roots are poisonous.

Unnamed weeds because they are too common and annoying.

But Anna went on without hesitation.

"It's true. The poison is similar to this, with thicker thorns. This is non-toxic, the roots taste like beans, and the leaf juice can be detoxified and disinfected. Come on."

…………

The sick people breathed into Anna, who sprayed the juice in front of her eyes on the cut that had even been thorned.

"By the way, here, I tried boiling it."

Give her a nice black coat, and Elma brings out the boiled roots.

People also forgot to pick it, and when they understood that it tasted like beans, they murmured, "That would be a lie..."

In other words, they thought they were in a dumped cold village, surrounded by a lot of food and medicine.

Ana pulls up the edge of her mouth to the stunned sick.

Crouching near them, he played the forehead.

"My face stinks. The sick side, even at the root of the grass, told me to do it."

"Eh...?

"I said take care of it."

Ana tells the sick people who hold their foreheads and lean their necks back to Ruden.

And there it is.

Well, that's brilliant.

The tone was delayed and I heard a voice.

It's Felix.

He gave Anna a quick applause and leaned his head joyfully.

"Whether cleaning or cooking, Elma can only do it the way Elma does, but chemistry can be 'reproduced' and the presence of edible wild grass can be 'transmitted'."

Green eyes that reminded me of a fox were always in a good mood.

"I mean... you can save more people the way you do, right? Anastasia Don Rodrigo"

Anna opens her eyes as if she had been caught in the eye.

Felix nodded and hit her very hard.

Well...

I look at the nursing home, which is completely clean, and the sick people who are recovering their health with satisfaction.

"As you can see, candidate Elma and Anastasia Don Rodrigo did the task in their own way. Ah, I'll admit that Caroline von Finnen, who suggested a solution of" coming with time and money. "Such a method is actually necessary. Therefore, I acknowledge that I will proceed to the final selection of these three people tomorrow."

Anna was flustered by a clear declaration.

"Eh... Ah, yes...."

"That's right, Ana-sama. I believed it."

And there, Elma clapped like she was excited.

She nodded proudly at Anna, and for some reason she smiled at Irene, "Here."

"Anna-sama's brilliant activity. Compared to this, my charitable activities are" normal ". No, it's equal to a scum."

No, rather than smiling, is it correct to say that my parents boast of my child's activity?

The surroundings, headed by Irene, convulsed her face with the appearance of "That's right...", but because it was true that Anna showed unexpected activity, she refrained from objecting.

There is also the aspect that Elma can't say anything because she is so innocent and happy.

Among the other candidates, Caroline was overwhelmed, and the merchant's daughter nodded convincingly in the end.

And speaking of Anna,

"Final Selection......"

He muttered blurrily and then screamed small as if he were a little.

Final selection!?

Yes, I was completely immersed in the dirt disposal at hand, but I was at the screening meeting.

This is the development that I wanted - this is the moment to decide guzzle with my heart.

And now Felix is speaking to me personally.

This means that the opportunity for approaching is approaching, and the day for realizing the ambitions of the Marquis de Rodrigo is approaching.

With that in mind, Anna realized that she had lost consciousness of her adoptive father in the middle of burning her loss to Elma.

It is customary to love hair decorations and shoes, but I forgot even that this morning.

Don't get dirty from "training" with Elma, it's been gone since last night.

(... what are you doing, me)

Anna learns the evil of her clumsiness and unconsciously turns away.

Just then, she tightened her gaze as she saw the backyard fields - the poor white flowers that bloomed there.

White flowers resembling Suzuran.

The flower Rodrigo once gave me.

It was nothing but weed for many humans, but more important flowers for Anna.

Hair decorations trapped in the same fragrance feel as if my adoptive father was watching me when I wore them.

And yet it seemed as if the white flower was blaming itself for forgetting it.

(I am here because of Lord Rodrigo. It's thanks to Rodrigo that I'm alive....)

That's the truth, the premise.

Anna shook her head small enough not to be noticed.

(Tomorrow's selection may really make me queen. Yeah, before that, even today, there is a pillow question that may be called to the king's champion. I have to prepare myself properly....)

For example, so that the dagger can be retrieved immediately.

Alternatively, you can drop the poison on the wine glass.

It would be quite a hurdle if that unusual maid were to act carelessly.

But to do that, I came here.

I have lived to have this Marquis help me.

Elma, who is supposed to be laughing at her colleagues right next to herself, feels far away why.

Anna quietly distracted herself and clasped her fist.