Can Someone Please Explain This Situation Chapter 27
Ch. 28 Stomachache!
On the hu~ge dining room table breakfast dishes are lined up one by one. That is right, everyday the Duke's preferences change! I completely forgot.
But the other day when father and mother-in-law came the feeling was not like this. Hmm, isn't that strange-?
In front of me similarly there a dishes steadily lined up. The amount as of course given to me moderately but, the contents are completely the same as the Duke. that is to say they are the highest grade raw materials.
Wow~, this is intense in the morning.
I'm glad I said something in addition to Carthame! Unconsciously my head is full with [what] the lunch meal.
Not finishing it and getting cursed to be a wasteful goblin, or to sink by the the increase of intestinal terrorism, I have two options.
Personally getting cursed to be wasteful goblin is worse. When I would leave some behind I would scolded by my mother. Does this have no connection? Well how destined to poverty I am. If I leave some behind I think it will be more of a terrorism battle.
While the dishes are glaring at me, I open up my own intracerebral meeting and decide on 'resolute terrorism battle'
"Well then shall we eat?"
I return to reality at last with the Duke's voice.
"yes"
With determination in my chest, I take my fork and knife. Now, fight. ……it's only breakfast and it's grandiose.
Ten minutes later.
The direct conclusion was 'complete defeat to the terrorism'.
Delicious. To the point of unintentionally groaning it is very delicious. As one would expect of cuisines that Carthame has diligently made.
Through Carthame and the other's consideration, there is only one or two mouthfuls on the dishes in front of me. At the early stage I was digesting well and able to savour the dishes but, around after I pa.s.sed the middle stage, my stomach collapsed. At once it started hurting. It seems that this has apparently reached its threshold.
And yet while eating a light salad type I was putting-on eating but, suddenly the limit came.
Still more a sharp pain came with it.
Aah, no good~!!
"*growl*….."
*thud*!
"……ow~~~!!!"
I put my hand on my stomach and, my body doubles over in pain incidentally I bang my forehead on the table.
"Viola?!"
"Eek!! Mistress!!"
"Mistress?! Are you okay?!"
To my sudden change, I saw the Duke quickly left his seat and hurriedly came over. I know Lotus and Dahlia also Mimosa are panicking but, for the time being my stomach and forehead hurt.
The forehead, misfortunes seldom come alone.
"I'm, oh, kay. My stomach, suddenly, painful……"
My stomach hurts so I can put effort in.
"Are you okay? Dahlia, I will take her to her room!"
The Duke rushes over to me cowering in my seat like this then, he takes my back and under my knees into his arms, *lift* he ended up holding my body up in his arms.
"Yes!"
Dahlia seems to be following behind the Duke.
"You look pale. Maybe there was something spoiled in it. But it seems that there is nothing especially odd with me……"
The Duke declared with a grave countenance but, yeah, this, is not food poisoning it is just over eating and having been done in by gourmet food. Although I feel it is very exaggerated~
"Ummm, that is……"
Dahlia's voice is nervous on the occasion of recalling my stomachache. Because speaking of this food poisoning it will become Dahlia's husband, Carthame's fault. Here it is hard to reply.
"Well, that [can be sorted out afterwards. First of all hurry to prepare the bedroom"
"Yes, certainly"
I listen as the exchange of conversation buzzes overhead. Uh huh, as it is Carthame will certainly end up getting blamed. After I will properly emphasis Carthame's innocence so, please forgive me for not being able to defend him right now!
We arrive at my room, I am put on my bed.
"I will call the doctor so, you are to rest"
The Duke peers into my face while he lifts the strawberry blonde bangs hanging on my forehead.
"Thi, s, is, exag, gerating. ……herbs, effective, for stomach, aches, will be, enough"
Now my words are broken but, they can probably understand. Effective for stomachaches, or should I say digestion acceleration herbs.
"No, just in case getting examined will be better"
The Duke again has a grim face. Even if a doctor is called over, he will laugh at me and let slip something like 'she rapidly ate high-grade foodstuffs so her stomach was surprised and it caused a stomachache, hahahahaha~☆"
"No, really, I am, ok, ay. Mi, mosa, can, you ask, for some, herbs?"
Holding back the Duke who is desperately hanging on, I ask Mimosa in order to get some herbs from Bellis' place. Of course do not forget to have 'get digestion acceleration herbs!' 'roger!' eye contact!
Ah~ already it hurts and cold sweat is coming out. Mimosa, herbs as soon as possible PLEASE!!
"Certainly!! I will go in a hurry!!"
She says and turning back, Mimosa dashes out of the room.
"Is it really fine to not call a doctor?"
The Duke once again argues. No really, it will only be embarra.s.sing so please stop. With all my strength[:]
"ye,s"
I try give a smile on my strengthless face but,
"Does it hurt that much?! Ohhaa, really……"
Did my face seem bent in agony? Is that right?
Mimosa who dashed out of the room is replaced, this time Carthame rushed in.
"Mada~m!! I heard the state of your stomach is bad! Are you okay? I am sorry!"
Saying this at the same time he slides to the bedside, he lines up across from the Duke and takes my hand to give the usual *chu*! He is elegant as usual.
But he does not have his usual facial expression full of self-confidence, the end of his eyebrows are hanging and he has an anxious look. Even when good-looking men lower the ends of their eyebrows they do not look miserable. I'm jealous.
"Yeah, I'm, okay. If I lie, down, I will, get better"
My hand does not have much strength but I am going to pull it and regain it from Carthame as usual, before that the Duke moves, he peels off Carthame's hand with a *pe*! Thank you! I thought for a moment, now as the Duke gasping my hand he regained from Carthame,
"Carthame, did you cook properly today?"
He says to Carthame in low voice like the ground is talking.
The Duke, falsely accused Carthame! I mean, all the servants in the mansion know that the cause of my stomachache is 'because she ate gourmet food'. The one who doesn't know…… ahaha~
"Of course, as usual I paid careful attention and wholeheartedly made it. There is not such a thing as a deficient spot"
Carthame says to the Duke with his eyes lowered respectfully but, the Duke's sharp eyes remain piercing. The Duke is probably mad at the servant's scandal (?).
But it is impolite to say that , the usual meals are much more suitable but, they are made more easily than the things that go to the Duke and Her. It is a mysterious fact, that that person had not broken his stomach.
Awawa. Because my intestinal bacteria could not firmly cut through it, it has ended up extreme. Moreover because it hurts I can not talk very well so, I cannot give defense or an explanation!
Somehow or another a disagree~able air is floating around.
"Master, if you do not leave soon then you will end up being late. Please leave Mistress to us"
Lotus' voice unconcernedly strikes and cuts through this place's air.
T/N: 2/5