Life with my Little Sister

Lesson 149: Melancholy Melancholy Disease

"Well, then, Murasu Murasu - did the Fourth Princess come straight to the Chamber of Commerce?

"It was a complete form of patience in civilian clothing, no doubt about it"

After training.

During the break, Yantine told him so.

My sister is giving me a hard massage.

He's got a lot of strength on him, so after his sixth birthday in June, Abel and Tine are finally going to teach me how to weaponize.

Unfortunately, swords and spears as planned. Otherwise, they'll see how it goes.

Well, there's a chance that aptitude might actually be a bow, so there's nothing more to it than trying a single major weapon.

So. I'm talking about your village daughter.

How dare she come to the Shorcina Chamber of Commerce immediately, as was the conversation at the beginning.

Purpose, of course, Satsushi.

It's a legendary herb, not found anywhere in the Chamber of Commerce.

"So, what happened?

"I don't care what they say. There's nothing you can do about it because we don't actually have the herbs in stock. Well, even if it exists, it won't give way."

Just - and Tine goes on.

"It's not sneaky to see a young girl bow her head over and over again crying for her real mother"

Right. Village girl, for your mother...

Sixth grade exam day...

The disease your village daughter told you about.

Melancholysis.

I thought someone around her might be more sick than she was giving her sick name, but is it her mother...

I stared at my mother.

Mother, while sitting at the chair, is in a good mood and ridicules Mia.

It's a peaceful landscape. But some don't get it even if they want it.

After the exam, I was asking Abel what magic melanoma was and what it was like.

Because that's what your village daughter asked for.

Abel said:

"... that's closer to a phenomenon than a disease. If you're looking for the most similar cases, you just have to think of the case of Lucica's birth"

"Is that when Fee was in his stomach?

"...... hmm. A high concentration of magic breaks and melts the flesh. phenomena brought about by magic, not disease. If a magma gets into your body, it's just like burning, melting and dying."

How painful is that?

Fortunately, our mother was able to remove the magic from both Abel and me after she discovered it early.

"How to cure it?

"... as I said then, there is no means to help in the case of Lucica. If it weren't for Al, that kid would have died with Phee. By contrast, I think that if you have an exoruberant meltdown, you can definitely cure it if you donate grass. Depending on the skill of the pharmacist, you may be able to contribute grass."

"What's the difference between an exorcism and a mother's case, the two?

"… is there a magic build-up in your body or is there a source of magic itself? Simple, but decidedly big difference"

In the case of mothers with sources, both mothers and children are bound to die.

On the other hand, in the case of exfoliative melanosis, the amount of magic in the body seems to change the severity of the symptoms, though mild.

Naturally, the lighter, the farther away from death. So in some cases, some people don't die?

However, when exposed to high concentrations of magic over the long term, the body naturally breaks down.

"What are the conditions for the onset?

"… unless artificially caused, clear conditions are unknown. However, various causes can be seen in the onset. In some cases the person is susceptible to the influence of magic, while in others his own magic accumulates over a long period of time and becomes like a tumor"

In the first place, it seems that the exorcism itself is quite rare. I mean, he said there's not much data.

"Whatever it is, you can't cure it without Zentiangrass, and even if you get the medicinal herbs, you mean you can't do it without an Abercrus medic, right?

"... normally, yes. But now, there is only one solution. It's also an extremely successful way."

"Huh!? Is there such a thing?

You can survive without herbs & Abel.

Where the hell is such a convenient way to...?

"... n"

A thin, beautiful white finger pointed to me.

Huh? Me?

Magic that got in......

Similar to my mother's case......

"Ah!"

Is that what you're saying...?

"... Al has a broken ability to interfere with magic itself. Normally irremovable magic build-up should also be possible for you to eliminate"

"Can you go, me?

"... although the patient's situation is unknown, he survives for at least a few months, if at all on an annual basis. From this circumstance, it seems that the subject has a milder illness than it was at the time of Lucica. Then you can be Al."

Well, maybe I can help her.

But there's a problem.

One is that, as I grumbled at the exam venue, I don't have the help to get in touch.

And one more thing.

That's what Abel's presence could expose.

If it was your village daughter's position, you would have asked many people for advice on how to treat her.

It must have been a lot of blockage because it's enough to look for phantom herbs and ask for clues from me with no dull intimacy.

Yet if Pong and the solution came up, I'm sure you'll come to think that our master is not just an elf. Whatever it is, he's smart.

I can't do that.

That must not happen.

The priority for me is my dear family.

If I can save you with no risk, then I must avoid putting anything aside that would make the horns, my surroundings noisy or annoying Abel, and hence the Elves themselves.

So here's the conclusion I made then:

(Let's see how it goes)

After all, I don't know how to contact you, and I don't know how bad the symptoms are. Even during the next quinquennium, we can talk again.

That's what I thought at the end of the sixth grade exam.

- And now.

Now that the village daughter herself has come to the Chamber of Commerce, her mother's health has probably deteriorated.

'I was crying,' Tine said.

When I was in sixth grade, I behaved like a man, but I couldn't even do that. The medical condition must be considered severe.

I want to save you.

But I want to keep everything a secret.

There is no way I have such good hands......

When I was thinking about it, my sweet teacher put a little hand over my head.