159 She Suffers A Cold (2/2)

”Ah, my, look at tha time! I'll go help mah cousin with tha polishing!” Merry quickly made her exit.

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”I regret saying anything to her.” Robin sighed.

”She is rather a character, isn't she? But, don't mind her flirting. She's probably only doing it for fun.” Christian said.

Robin looked at him, incredulously.

”You think she's flirting?”

”What else would it be?” Christian asked.

”...Regardless, she's seriously getting on my nerves.” Robin looked away, not answering Christian's question.

”Drink your tea before it cools.” Christian ignored Robin's complaint. ”They aren't charging us any money during our stay here, despite it costing quite the sum, normally. Rather, if we did have to pay, we can't really afford it unless we disassemble Liam's statue.”

Robin recalled the source stones in her bracer. ”Not necessarily.” She said, with a slight smile, as she took a sip of her tea.

Then she remembered that that was the side of the cup Christian had drunk from. She blushed lightly as she deliberately turned the cup around. The mistake would not be made again. Robin was determined to maintain her mental boundary.

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”So, what are you going to do with all this cinnamon dust?” Christian asked as he looked at the date-sized pile of cinnamon dust on the medicine paper.

”Add it directly to the honey, of course. This is a cough syrup. Not tea.” Robin dumped the whole paper in, and carefully folded it into the honey to avoid the cinnamon dust flying up into the air in a cloud.

”All done.” Robin said, when the cinnamon had been fully mixed into the honey.

”It looks more like wet clay now. Are you sure this will help your cough?” Christian asked.

”The tea was to help unstuff my nose. The syrup is to keep it out of my lungs.” Robin explained, tasting the golden brown morass with a spoon.

”But, still...I was surprised that such a bitter fruit had such a taste when paired with honey.” Christian nodded. ”If you sold the tea as a drink, it might unexpectedly become popular.”

Robin shrugged.

”That's nothing compared to chocolate.”

”What's that?” Christian asked.

”Chocolate? The universal must-have best sweet of all time? You've never heard of chocolate before?” Robin asked, incredulously.

”Nope. Never heard of it.” Christian shook his head.

”Ah...Remind me to make it for you later. I might find the ingredients in the jungle area.” Robin felt the need to lie down and rest.

”Lie down and sleep.” Christian said, noticing Robin's eyes beginning to droop. This time, she didn't argue. She lay back down to rest, and quickly drifted off to sleep.

Christian sat at the table, nearby, and sighed, glancing over at Robin.

'You really shouldn't show me any signs of weakness.' He thought. 'If you become any more adorable, how on earth am I gonna let you go?'

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That evening, the king slime finally enjoyed enough of the hot springs. It straightaway returned to Robin's side. After diagnosing Robin's issue, it was swiftly dealt with as she slept. Therefore, on the fifth day of their stay, Robin finally convinced Christian that she was completely cured.

”Bye bye, Dearies and Darlings! Oh, an Robin! Thank ye fer translating tha sacred tome for us!” Merry waved goodbye.

”You know, she could suspect your identity just based upon your knowledge of the Hero's language.” Quinn pointed out.

”What? There's no way~!” Robin waved her hand dismissively. ”The hero really did have insanely bad handwriting. But, still...it's a good thing I could read it.” Robin sighed.

”But...it really sucked as a manga. At that point, its only function is as an instruction booklet.”

”Perhaps that was its intended use? You're especially cheerful right now, aren't you?” Quinn noticed.

”See? What did I tell you? The home remedies did their work, didn't they?” Robin bragged as they walked out of the ryokan.

”It isn't certain that's what caused it.” Chelsea interjected.

”Why? Did you see something?” Robin asked.

”I simply think that it requires more research before we can ascertain whether the remedy worked or not.” Chelsea said, defensively.

”Well, I'm not getting sick again.” Robin rolled her eyes, then looked wickedly at Christian. It was only fair he receive the same treatment she had.

”I vote it's Christian's turn!”

”Sure! I volunteer as long as I get an unlimited supply of your home remedy.” Christian joked.

”Sure~! I'll make you home remedy number 666” Robin grinned wickedly. Home remedy number 666 was ginger-turmeric tea. Very spicy and bitter.

”Hey! That wasn't what you used earlier!” Christian complained.

”Ara, You never specified which remedy to supply, now did you?” Robin smiled cheekily as she skipped backwards, dodging out of reach of his hair-ruffling hand.

”Why you-! Get back here!” Christian chased after a fleeing, laughing Robin.

Jasmine and Chelsea both smiled. Robin was finally back to her normal self.