Survive on a Deserted Island With the Villainous Young Lady

86 – break(2)

In the past, Chester had seen a butler with a horribly bruised arm.

It seems that one of the nobles beat his arm with a cane, saying he didn’t like it.

His terribly swollen arm was black and bruised, but he said he felt no pain and that it would heal on its own if left alone.

and after some time

He had to amputate his arm, which had rotted along with it, because of the blood that had pooled and rotted inside.

“Aww! aaa!!!”

Monia, who was watching, as well as Chester, who had stabbed himself, felt their hair turn white for an instant.

It was such a terrible shock.

However, you shouldn’t just tingle and sit still.

“Ugh! aaa!!”

Chester raised a blood clot in his throat and let out a scream of pain and spirit.

After grasping the claw knife that stabbed the wound, foreseeing the pain to come, I forcibly applied strength to the hesitant hand.

Pooh!

Pull out the claw knife as it is.

“Turn it off… !!”

eyes turn upside down

It really, really, really hurts.

But don’t stop.

This swollen and blackened wound, in simple words, is the sound of dead blood pooling inside.

If that dead blood is a very small amount, it will naturally disappear if left alone like a bruise dyed in purple close to black.

But this was not something that could be dealt with that way.

If left alone, the rotten blood inside will further damage the body.

If so, we have no choice but to take such drastic measures.

“Whoop! Shoo! whoop! whoop! seureup!! Whoop!”

Chester took several deep breaths and grabbed his swollen thighs with his bare hands.

“Keep it off!!!”

He started squeezing his swollen thighs while screaming out of breath.

Quarreuk!!

Then, the black dead blood that had been pooled inside began to pour out with large clots of blood.

“aaa!!”

How much blood did you squeeze out?

Chester gasped for breath as his thighs, which had been terribly swollen, returned to their original state, pouring out dead blood and clots relentlessly through the wounds he had made with the claw knife.

The terrible pain and the fact that he had committed the act of causing the pain made his eyes go sour, and his body, which had been fine, was covered with sweat again and was breathing heavily.

‘Damn it! I’m dying! I can understand why the sinners who were flogged died without being beaten a few times!’

Even if there is no fatal wound, the pain alone can kill a person.

Chester felt it.

Chester, who collapsed in a cold sweat, looked at the wound on his thigh, where clean red blood was oozing out, and moved his still body to pick up his pants.

Tie off the thigh wound by applying strong pressure with your pants.

“Sigh… ah.”

After completing all the urgent tasks, Chester collapsed and closed his eyes, relieved only then.

“… … .”

Monia, who had been half-conscious at the sight she couldn’t understand, only then came to her senses.

“ah.”

Chester’s blood and gore.

The fishy smell they gave off made me dizzy again.

No matter how much the stomach got better, it was still killing and dismembering animals.

It wasn’t that I couldn’t bear the sight of a precious, beloved man screaming in pain, poking at his wounds, squeezing, and bleeding.

Monia saw Chester falling asleep from exhaustion and shed tears as she held her breath, fearing that he might wake up at the sound of her crying.

how many tears did you shed

Monia walked over to Chester with teary eyes and hugged him, careful not to touch his wound.

Chester’s face was buried in Monia’s voluptuous breasts.

“sorry.”

Monia said, hugging Chester and stroking his head.

“Is it because I’m weak that you forced me to do this?”

There’s no way Chester would take a risk for no reason.

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Like when he found a machete and ventured into the depths of a lake saying he must get it, he takes risks only when absolutely necessary.

So that means Chester had a reason to fight the bear.

And if Monia can make a poor guess, the reason lies in Monia herself.

The moment I saw the dead bear, the moment I saw Chester victorious and alive, the heavy feeling that disappeared in my heart.

Anxiety, fear, withdrawal, worry… .

All kinds of negative emotions.

Clearly Chester would have done this reckless thing to get rid of it.

“I will become stronger.”

Tried to get revenge.

I tried to get compliments from Chester.

And now for Chester.

For the first time in her life, Monia had the desire to do something for others.

* * *

Was my body tired?

Chester had to sleep for a much longer time to recover than when he fought the Antwolf.

When Chester opened his eyes long after lunch, he saw Monia preparing the game meat she had brought from the trap.

The blood and filth were washed in the river, the entrails were fed to Ant, and then the meat was skinned from the bones.

It was being prepared for smoking by sprinkling salt and pepper on it.

It took a long time to do many things alone without Chester, but even if it took a long time, I was able to get through the day by myself.

one more there.

Even taking care of Chester.

Chester didn’t know that he was sleeping, but it was Monia who cooled him down by pouring water on Chester’s body while he was sleeping, when he grunted or ran amok.

In addition, Monia changed the moss bed soiled with Chester’s blood to a clean one.

It was Monia who undid the bandages Chester had tied around his legs and wrapped them in fresh, clean cloths, or treated the bleeding wounds that Chester had reopened in his sleep.

I worked hard on the knowledge I learned while watching Chester administering first aid and managing torn palms.

Keeping the surrounding environment clean.

To make a cloth clean by boiling it in hot water.

Continue washing the wound with clean water.

Everyone watched and learned from Chester.

“Oh, are you awake?”

Monia saw Chester awake and began to talk indifferently.

“There were quite a few rabbits caught in the trap today. There were no fish in the pot. I changed the bait because I thought it was time to change it.”

Monia sprinkles salt and pepper on the meat while talking about what happened that morning.

Some also sprinkle red pepper powder to change the taste.

It was red pepper powder that Chester developed to make into a weapon, but Monia liked to use it in cooking, saying it was good for flavoring.

“… … .”

Chester listened quietly to Monia’s story with a heavy and tired body even after waking up after a long sleep.

Monia, who was telling her story, made all the smoked meats, put them in the smoking kiln outside the house, and returned home.

“Are you hungry?”

When Monia returned home, Chester quietly accepted her favor.

“yes… .”

When you open your mouth, a voice with a cracked throat comes out.

“Gwa, are you okay?!”

When Monia was startled and embarrassed, Chester smiled and pointed at the water bottle.

Monia brought a bucket of water, and Chester, who carefully drank while lying down, said in a relieved voice.

“Ha, I will live.”

“I was surprised.”

“I’m hot, but I haven’t drank water for a long time.”

“Tell me whenever you want to drink water.”

Having said that, Monia quickly prepared the meal.

“What are you going to make?”

“Well, Chester is easy to eat!”

The dish Monia made was dumplings.

Simple instant dumplings made by mincing all kinds of ingredients and wrapping them in a blood made from grain flour.

While trying various dishes, Monia’s skills improved considerably.

He goes down to the cellar storage connected to the house, brings a small jar containing grain powder, takes out as much grain powder as necessary, pours water into it, and kneads it.

When making smoked meat, cut the meat separately, cut vegetables, and mix them like dough to make dumplings.

Monia doesn’t know how to make dumplings in detail.

That’s why he just followed the dumplings he ate.

When Monia ate, all the dumplings were wrapped in ‘blood’ made of flour was the ‘filling’ of various ingredients minced and mixed.

Of course, considering the colorful tastes and flavors that change with each bite that Monia felt when she ate it, Monia would need advanced technology to delicately mix many unimaginable ingredients.

You won’t be able to imitate them all.

I hadn’t even thought of that.

After you have all the shapes of dumplings, you need to think about how to cook them.

At that time, the chef said that there are several recipes.

It can be baked or boiled.

The chef personally said that steaming is the most delicious… … .

‘I’ll have to boil it.’

Monia filled a plate with water and put dumplings in it.

‘… … Would it taste better if it wasn’t just water?’

Well, no.

‘It’s like that it gets weird after touching it more. I’d better try it separately later.’

Monia, who gave up further cooking and cooked the dumplings, approached Chester.

“Why?”

“I’ll make it easy for you to eat.”

After saying that, Monia carefully lifted Chester’s head and gently placed it on her lap.

On the back of the head, you can feel the touch of Monia’s thighs, which combine softness and elasticity.

When I raised my gaze a little, I saw Monia’s chest rising to the fullest.

Monia stroked Chester’s hair on her lap, scooped up dumplings with a bamboo spoon, and blew them on to cool them.

When the dumplings had cooled down enough, she said.

“Come on, ah~.”

“… … .”

Chester silently accepted the dumpling that was put in front of him and ate it.

‘It’s like being treated like a baby.’

Chester’s face was red beyond recognition as he quietly chewed dumplings.