Tower of Karma

When I woke up, it was a flourishing room of smelly grasshoppers. There may be a few words when it comes to flourishing. Potted plants placed disorderly, sloppy and stretched, and dripping grass flowers all had a unique shape.

(What is it, here)

A view that Alfred doesn't recognize. The same goes for the fact that the landscape is not good, but above all the smell is tight. The smell of irritating the nose did not seem healthy.

(And what is that in front of me?

A mysterious creature that keeps rubbing something with clutter, clutter, and sticks of wood. My back length is the one that looks small, but I'm sluggish whether I'm wearing it or fat in the first place. I can't ask you about your complexion because you're turning around, but perhaps...

……

You sensed the signs. Mysterious creatures turn around. Then there's...

(Oh, it's that monster after all)

Skin-invisible, slouchy black outfit, mask with faceless beak. It is a mass of suspicion, but he has not returned it to me willingly. I grabbed Alfred's lid open as he slowly approached me and pretended to sleep.

(Hino!?

The reflection makes me almost scream. Continue pretending to pass out because you don't know what you're going to do. But when the creature stares, it suddenly reacts frighteningly, retreating in panic and hiding behind the pillars. The silhouette is too sloppy to hide out.

…………

I'm staring at this one. Still, still, all the time, watching and watching.

"... pup"

Alfred has erupted. You're surprised to see that. A mysterious creature that retreats even further. I can't laugh any more because the way it looks is so smiling that it will surprise me even more. I could spare a little while doing so, and, uh, I remembered the description of a book I used to read on my head.

There's...

"... Marcia's naughty clothes?

"... Huh!? You know that?

The voice I first heard was considerably higher than I thought and sounded gracious. I also feel a little like my mother.

"I used to read it in a book. Marcia's doctor put protective clothes together to protect herself from distractions. There was a description of the beak in the explanatory statement, and the herbs I knew when I looked around. A lot of people don't know that."

"... I've never known anyone but Marcia"

"I've never seen it before."

"... how's your body?

"... I see. I was flying in a shocking sight, but it hurts so bad. I'm not moving any more."

"Because it's fixed. My shoulder was dislocated."

"That's all?"

"Miraculous. My dad said the tree growing on the cliff must have been cushioned because the branches were tangled in clothes. Still, the only injury to my eyes was dislocation, no abnormality to my bones, and a minor abrasion, but that's already healed. Very lucky."

"... well. It was lucky."

Alfred remembers he jumped himself. It was a jump that was half ready to die. Still, compared to the odds of beating the opponent in front of you, there's a chance of winning, that's what I thought was a dive, and I didn't think it would take a minor injury to get here. Not even the shards.

(No, I don't know. Hey, didn't you think? I wouldn't have thought you were gonna die, would I? That can't be... I...)

"I'll get my dad. Slightly different, but a good doctor."

"... well"

(If I'd been any different than this kid, I'd be a little nasty)

Mysterious creatures disappeared in a move that was unimaginably agile from a slender silhouette. Probably a girl. I can't tell by the looks of it.

"In the meantime, I'm glad I'm alive"

Alfred was relieved that his own eccentricity played a role.

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"You idiot!

"Buha!?

Alfred gets his fist punched in as much as he wants and gets stuffy. The man whose nose slammed his fist roughly in said, "Hmm!," he snorted and sat in the chair he brought in himself. The mysterious creature that keeps scrubbing some grass behind its back and rubbing it with a stick of wood doesn't even look this way. Probably concentrated.

"What if I go crazy and you come running down the river at that hour!? Oh? Oh, come on. We've got to find some more herbs by the river. It's a dead body by now. Bogus! I don't know which one jumped in, but the fall is over and the water temperature is low. That's how dangerous it is, Azuma!

Alfred has been completely shrunk by intense cursing and violence.

"I'm going to take you out of custody now. Don't move, kid."

"Yes!

Alfred replies well after being completely barometric. A man who's just going to untie me. The tightening is gone and Alfred feels a little easier.

"It might hurt, but I'm gonna move it a little bit."

"Yes! Hmm? Eh -"

The man did not hesitate and moved Alfred's shoulder much more. At that moment, Alfred screams as severe pain rushes all over his body. The man ignored it and moved his shoulder several times. Every time Alfred screams. Mysterious creatures keep rubbing their medicinal herbs.

"It's not coming off. That means you're not far from home. The joints depend on the area, but the condition changes about how long it takes to fit them after they come off. If you can't just move and come off to the point where you've been held for a few days, it's a minor injury. And don't lick the dislocation. It's limited to the shoulder. Oh, I can't put a joint through the fascia myself. The first time hurts reasonably. It hurts so bad. It hurts more to get in. I'm glad you're unconscious. Maybe if I was awake, I'd be in hell."

The man takes out a sneezy triangle towel and hangs Alfred's arm in quick motion to gently secure his shoulder. Whatever his words and actions, his arms seemed certain.

"Dislocation becomes a habit. Minor injuries, but be aware not to move for a while. If I tell you to move, move and rehab. You got it!

"Yes!"

"That's a good reply, you idiot!

Crying and holding me back from wanting to be foolish that if you say that, it would be good if you hung me from the beginning without moving me. Later I asked the mysterious creature that dislocations where knees and the like occasionally come off lightly are said to be subluxations, apart from severe dislocations. Either way, it seems the best cure is to fix it tightly so it doesn't come off, and when it heals, move it and build the muscles around it, and it seems to be more effective to say oh to make that thorough for fools too.

"... you were listening to me for once"

"... I'm gonna fry the herb"

For the sake of appearance, he may be good at extraneous sacrifice.

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The rehabilitation period was short. Even the biggest injuries were dislocated and happened to heal very quickly because they were treated appropriately at an early stage. It was every day that the two families of doctors, Yulan Keel and Yelena Keel, could not raise their heads, but they were not expelled from the room, whether it was good to take extraneous care of them, or whether it would be contrary to their possession to throw the patient away again.

I call them Al. My last name was not asked. He just cared for me to guess.

The two parents and children of the doctor set up a hospital and mansion outside the settlement, and the living space was quite a large house anyway. Well, as mentioned above, the residential area is not wide because it has all kinds of medical tools. Only they were doctors, dividing much of their lives into health care.

"Do you want me to help?

"I have a knack. Not if you touch it."

There's nothing Alfred can do in this house. Yelena is also quite good at medicine because she thinks of Yulan's education as an occasional or perhaps contemporaneous generation. Both knowledge and practice were well equipped through the help of my father. This means that there is nothing in this House that can be done to Alfred to the extent that he has scratched his medical books.

"They say the villagers will have a massive hunting festival before the winter. Except in times of trouble, it's none of our business, but you get rehab and exercise. Even if you can't do medicine, you've had enough experience hunting, haven't you? It's coming from the mountain river."

"... I didn't grow up in the mountains. You can hunt."

That's how all of a sudden the leftovers showed up with their bows, so the settlement became a little noisy. It is shocking to cut through one element for an exotic human being who is somehow being looked after by a doctor of a stranger, a village that rarely has external blood in it, etc.

"There's nothing left. I'm not saying we shouldn't interact, but I'm sorry to interrupt."

It was Alfred, who was openly distanced.

"Mm, the best archer in the village... what a skill."

Showing the bow's skill made it difficult, rather, for him to lighten up. How to hide your killing until you have a sense of smell and clamp to look for your forged prey in the desert. And for sure, the technique of shooting to death with precision. It is a natural consequence of being admired and jealous if none of them villagers have.

"Congratulations and likes...... oh, no. It's cheeky."

"Ugh. Even Ola can do that if she's serious!

"When are you serious?"

All the fuss around Alfred, but getting out of the rally early...

"I'm home now!

"Whoa, why, have you caught about one of the rabbits?

"There's a rabbit, too."

"... also?

You wondered. A birdhead with a face. I haven't seen my face yet.

"It's a souvenir. I was wondering if I could repay you a little bit."

"... you've divided the deer, ducks, ravens, ravens into villages, haven't you? So, this. How dare you grow up in the mountains with a good face?"

"That's why I didn't grow up in the mountains. I grew up in the Snowland Plains!

"... snow"

"What's going on?

"Nothing."

Damn and disappearing. Looks like Yelena hasn't forgiven me yet. All that heavy equipment, pretty personal space should be small in the first place. There is nothing to forgive but Yulan, my father, so much so that I consider it, and so forth.

"You're a meaty stew today. Let's put some vanilla in it for your health."

"... please be gentle"

The sound of "Gu" rang from the back, and Yelena ran over to this side. Must have been embarrassing. Above all, Alfred dusting that I must have been hungry.

"Try using your eyes on my daughter. I'm gonna take the other shoulder off."

"That's not your doctor's line, is it?"

Alfred found it difficult to distance himself from this family.