I Got a Cheat and Moved to Another World, so I Want to Live as I Like

25.

After class, the teacher and I were having iced tea on the couch.

It's what I asked for when I walked into this room, so the ice is already melted and warm.

Still thankful for the lit body.

There was still time, but the teacher's PC just said it was the limit, so I opened it up.

Apparently, the deployment of the fucking heavy ZIP file was just unexpected, and after the teacher had outstood it, he was scolded neatly.

"I have work to do next, but it's tough"

With a slight eye, the teacher said so and followed me.

It was pretty strong. It feels good, that's right, Doctor.

When we talk about what we're going to do with our next class,

"Actually, I have a daughter who's been feeling a little sick lately."

That's what the teacher said.

As part of the class, she wants me to see her daughter.

"Fine. If you can cure it, cure it on the spot.

It's OK, of course.

"But then, the teacher will be present, won't he?

"Huh?"

"Massage the patient while being instructed by the teacher. Without this, I don't think we can improve technology."

From what it looks like, the teacher didn't intend to be present.

I, Doctor, have the sight of three of my patients in one room in my head, and they seem lost.

In front of the patient, the teacher tells me the patient's weakness, and with it I keep attacking the patient's weakness.

The situation seems to be distracting the patient's secrets, no matter how it involves treatment, and I wonder if there is something teacherly hesitant about it.

"Of course, patient, teacher, we will nominate you together. I'll pay you right, and I won't take the cost of treatment."

If you are in the business of treatment, it is a condition that you will never present.

But I'm not, my main business is potion selling, and treatment is just a hobby.

On the condition of breaking, the teacher, after a little thought, accepted.

Perhaps paying the patient worked.

If the teacher is sick enough to worry and talk to me, he shouldn't be making enough money these days. And that leads directly to life.

Soon, though, you'll want the money.

Since the teacher has work to do after this, it became the best appointment tomorrow afternoon.

Leave Jayanne and go back to your new home.

Water the garden herbs and make various E-rank and F-rank potions.

Since it is no longer an accommodation, I can make it without worrying about it becoming luggage.

The F-rank potion will stand on the test tube stand, not the potion bag. As an accessory.

I think a couple of red, blue, green and light tri-colored potions have been erected and a potion-work-like atmosphere has emerged.

I've never visited an actual potion workshop, so it's on me.

Wake up in the morning.

It's my first morning at my new home.

I slept well. Waking up is refreshing. I guess daily moderate exercise is still working.

The time is not yet, you can say early morning.

The view of the city beyond with the curtains open is where the sun has finally begun to appear.

Looking down through the window on the third floor, there's hardly a crowd on the street.

Open the window and change the air. Cool and pleasant.

Go out to the garden, which is the rooftop garden, and see what the herbs look like.

Even when it comes to gardens, only nine strains of medicinal herbs are planted, and the rest of them are just muddled soil.

The herbs are very unwell.

I'm already making you sad.

(I just bought it yesterday)

It's a shame it suddenly dries up.

I come up with a little something.

Add water to the glass jouro you bought yesterday and mix it with the injury medicine (F) that stood on the test tube.

And on nine strains of herbs, hang them without diffusion.

(The story is that herbs gradually become just grass when transplanted onto a land without magic)

Remember what my bald father said about Andale, the pharmacist.

(If so, if you give him a potion that would be a piece of magic, he would return to the magical herb, possibly with more vitality, and get better)

That's what I thought.

If we leave it like this anyway, it will dry up in the evening.

If this will cheer you up, I'm just glad.

Because of this, several disease-medicines (F) and disease-recovery drugs (F) in the test tube stand were also opened and mixed with water and hung on herbs.

Empty potion bottles are returned to test tube stand. Um, sounds like some kind of workshop.

In doing so, the sun rose and more and more people passed by.

The stalls selling breakfast also began to open.

I go down the stairs to the street and buy a clubhouse sandwich.

Take it home and eat it quickly, along with hot brewed coffee.

For me, who is not very willing to cook, the stalls that are open in the morning are appreciated.

Rather than dislike cooking, it's troublesome to handle the cooking process, the washing that leaves after meals, and the raw waste.

The water smells of mold as soon as it distracts me, so even when I lived in an apartment in Japan, I couldn't let go of my chlorine-based drugs.

I don't like what you do with raw waste.

When I left the house to do my shopping, I went to the clothing store.

I bought clothes for everyday use and a little extra clothes.

My new home also has a walk-in closet, so I can finally buy some clothes.

Others spend time keeping a journal that has been accumulating for some time, exploring the neighborhood of the house and remembering the geography.

At noon, in my favorite restaurant recently, I eat a dish that looks like a fifth baked noodle fried by gallingale, hung full of vinegar.

I inhaled the vapor from the vinegar I hung and coughed it up a few times.

And now that the promised time is finally near, we head to Jaanne.

Today, under the guidance of the teacher, we will give a massage to a colleague who is not feeling well. And hide and use healing magic to heal.

I have an appointment, so the concierge leads me straight to the counter.

So I was paying for two, and the teacher picked me up. Just one teacher.

Go to your room with your teacher.

A colleague said he was already waiting in his room.

"Thank you for your nomination."

Receive greetings from colleagues.

I don't feel well to see it.

It has a spicy look and a neighborhood under its eyes.

I feel sorry for you, so I immediately asked you to lie down in bed and ask for your symptoms.

"I have a terrible headache and dizziness, and I can't sleep much at night."

Twin-tailed, looks serious and a little overwhelmed. Thin but rich breasts. One turn would be bigger than the teacher.

"Were the symptoms of the teacher the same?

I ask the teacher.

If it is the same symptom, it may be an epidemic disease.

"No, you don't. Because in my case, I had general pain and tiredness."

The teacher answers.

If so, the epidemic line would be thin.

Let's just cure this place, then take your time, and let it be a practice bench for the massage.

I activated the magic while moving my fingers like a stylus pen under my teacher's guidance.

(Injury treatment (F))

From the sensation of activation, I am not injured.

(Disease treatment (F))

Continue to activate.

Unexpectedly, I don't feel this either. It doesn't look like he's sick.

(State abnormality recovery (F))

I had a clear response. But it's not enough for a full healing.

(State abnormality recovery (E))

Now it is completely healed. Definitely.

It wasn't a disease, it seemed to be a condition abnormality.

I ask Twinthe.

"What do you say, is it a little easier?

"... yeah, I feel so much easier."

She replies with her pillow under her chin.

The teacher smiles happily at her, apparently in peace.

"Doctor, healing her is now the real deal. You have to relax your body and increase your response."

I look seriously at the teacher.

The words now, they're all lies. The treatment for Twinthe is already over.

But the teacher nods back with a serious look.

Whether or not Twinthe treatment succeeds depends on my guidance. I really think so. Eyes.

And the teacher started teaching me how to massage.

(Wow)

I admire.

Under the instruction of the teacher, gently tap the underside of the twinth.

That's it, there's a strong reaction.

The teacher only instructs.

It's my finger that actually touches Twinthe body.

Yet I feel so responsive that I've never experienced it before.

Tap, double tap, swipe, keep touching everywhere.

The reaction gets bigger and bigger.

And a sudden flick.

vibrate instantaneously.

That flick isn't just a flick, either.

The teacher gives an accurate insight into Twinthe sensation and instructs the flick in the direction of the upper flick, the lower flick, the right flick, the left flick and sometimes the most effective.

Double tap with both hands, long tap and pinch in with both hands.

Right hand from there flicks right, left hand flicks left.

Each time it vibrates violently.

(Huh?!

I'm thrilled with the next instruction.

But the teacher's instructions are absolute. I have to do it.

First with your left hand, pinch out big, big. Left hand, hold.

Next with your right hand, pinch in small.

With pinched in, flick flick flick flick flick flick flick right hand up, down, left and right.

While the vibrations become more intense. The harder it is to keep pinching.

Many times, I hear a beastly scream.

Twinthe is a human race, by the way, not a werewolf.

But the teacher gives instructions to continue. That's why I don't stop flicking. I'm still pinching out.

The beast roughs, roars and growls his voice.

Roar long and long, over and over again.

The roar grew to the point of hurting my tympanic membrane, and suddenly, it turned into a strange sound, neither a beast nor a person, and weakened abruptly.

I'm surrounded by Vishavisha. Surprisingly wet to my face, and it's hard to keep my eyes open.

Peeping up at Twinthe face, both eyes haven't come back with an upper flick.

"Doctor! Are you okay?"

I get scared and ask questions.

There's a big pulse going on that doesn't seem like a strange, human movement.

"It's okay."

The look is harsh enough to miss every step of Twinthe way.

The teacher's ability to monitor behavior is extremely high.

Probably using that ability in full to keep Twinthe on the critical line of the present world.

I was worried about Twinthe life, and when I tried to ask how long it would last, I noticed something serious.

(Do it! It was me!

Doctor doesn't know when the treatment will end.

So I guess you're trying to maintain the critical best you can do until you get a declaration of completion from me.

"Doctor! It's over! Treatment is a success!

I declare in haste.

The teacher finally gave me a relieved look.

After the treatment, we're all drinking lemon soda.

Me and my teacher are on the couch, and Twinthe is half-baked in bed.

I was quite thirsty.

Especially for Twinthe, it needs moisture.

I forced myself to push iced tea and water in addition to soda.

I've lost all that moisture, so I need to get it replenished as soon as possible.

"But that massage was terrible."

Twinthe has confirmed his physical condition and has been surprised and deeply appreciative that his headaches and dizziness are no longer clean and refreshing.

Later, he shares his thoughts on the massage earlier.

"I really feel like I went one step ahead of Extremely Pleasant Pure Earth"

The teacher smiles calmly and listens to such twints.

"Maybe you can't come back for a second."

Yes, I thought so too.

To a pretty critical state, I think I was going.

"By the way, I felt like a state anomaly, do you have any idea?

To my inquiry, Twinthe roars, um...

Unlike the beast voice earlier, it's a Rin but cute voice.

"There's not enough to say... is there?

You mean an unexplained condition abnormality?