Chapter 47

    “I really got a cast.”

    After talking with the doctor and getting some sleep, I woke up to find my entire right leg in a cast.

    I thought I had only injured my ankle, but it seems I had injured the entire leg.

    “Haah…”

    I really almost died.

    I had no idea that would suddenly happen there.

    I don’t even understand how the wind blew in such a way that I fell from there.

    What’s certain is that if Kyle hadn’t found me there, I would have died.

    When our eyes met, my heart really pounded.

    Wow, it was the first time in my life that my heart pounded like that upon seeing Kyle.

    Is that how it feels when a person almost dies but survives?

    It wasn’t exactly right before death, but the situation was life or death, so it’s probably right.

    Otherwise, there’s no way my heart would pound at the sight of Kyle, right?

    Anyway, my leg is half-crippled now.

    The doctor said it would heal if I leave it alone for a while, but for now, I’m basically half-crippled.

    Even during my adventurer days, I was never injured to the point where I couldn’t move my leg like this.

    I must have really become a lot weaker.

    If my body had been in good shape, something like this wouldn’t have happened today.

    “Sigh…”

    If I had exercised when Kyle suggested it, I wouldn’t have ended up like this.

    Still, I suppose this level of injury is fortunate.

    At least I didn’t hit my head on a rock, right?

    If I had hit my head while tumbling down, it would have been truly dangerous.

    “By the way… I have to stay like this for almost 2 months?”

    This really isn’t right…

    How can I live like this?

    What should I do…

    “Should I hire an assistant…”

    It’s strange for a servant to hire an assistant, but I really didn’t think I could live properly without doing so.

    “Wait, what about Kyle…?”

    In this physical condition, I couldn’t work as Kyle’s servant.

    So…

    “Will I get fired?”

    Nah, that can’t be.

    In a way, it’s not Kyle’s fault I got injured…

    Right.

    How should I explain this?

    Since I was injured during work, shouldn’t I get workers’ compensation…?

    That doesn’t seem wrong.

    “There’s no way I’ll actually get fired, right?”

    I didn’t raise Kyle to be like that.

    Just look at yesterday, right?

    He ran down a snowy mountain to rescue one servant, so would he really fire me?

    -Sofia~ Can I come in?

    I heard Louise’s voice from outside.

    It was the first voice I’d heard since waking up.

    “Come in.”

    “Coming in~”

    Louise came in right after I said to come in.

    Louise had a slight smile.

    Yes, it must be funny.

    I suddenly said I was going on a date with Kyle, and now I ended up like this.

    “Are you okay?”

    “Yeah.”

    Other than it being quite painful, it didn’t hurt that much.

    As long as no one touched it, it was fine.

    “Really?”

    “KYAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!”

    “Oh.”

    “You crazy woman! Of course I said that so you wouldn’t worry!!”

    This crazy woman suddenly pressed hard on my shin!

    Not just touched it, but pressed hard!!!

    She didn’t just touch it, she pressed it!

    “My shin… uuugh…”

    It really hurt like hell.

    Is it because I never had broken bones during my adventurer days?

    Having a fractured bone was really a horribly painful thing.

    Really…

    It really hurt.

    I thought it was only slightly painful because I was just lying still and not doing anything.

    It was because I wasn’t doing anything and kept my lower body completely still.

    “S… sorry…”

    “Haah… haah… it’s okay… it’s okay… maybe…”

    I was worried I might need to see the doctor again, but probably not.

    “Still… for having rolled down a mountain, you’re not that badly injured.”

    “Yeah…”

    I had already thought about that several times on my own.

    “Well, at that level, you’ll be healed in about two and a half months!”

    “That’s what the doctor said too.”

    It was sad to think I had to stay like this for two and a half months.

    But there was one more thing I was worried about.

    “Is the young master okay?”

    While being carried by Kyle, I could only see his chest, arm muscles, and face.

    I had asked Kyle if he was okay, but he could have been injured.

    He might have said he wasn’t hurt due to typical male pride.

    “Kyle? How could he be injured anywhere?”

    “Hmm… then that’s good.”

    It’s good if Kyle wasn’t injured.

    If both of us had gone out and both gotten injured, it would have been quite sad.

    It’s one thing for me to get injured, but Kyle shouldn’t be.

    “Elin said she’ll come a bit later, do you need anything? I’ll tell her.”

    “Uh… fruit?”

    I wanted to eat something.

    Not a full meal like steak or stew, just something to eat.

    “Fruit? Alright.”

    Louise then left the room where I was lying.

    And then Elin came and peeled fruit for me.

    Yes, in a typical hospital visit event, a pretty person like this should come, peel fruit, and ask if you’re okay.

    Not torment my shin like Louise did.

    “That’s what happened.”

    “I see.”

    And then Kyle, essentially the last visitor, came.

    My social circle was so narrow.

    There was no one else to visit besides these three people.

    There was Catherine, but she lives in a different domain.

    “Are you okay?”

    “Yes, I’m very healthy. Healthy enough to walk like this right now.”

    Of course, it’s a joke.

    Kyle’s expression was so bad that I had to say something.

    I had told him several times that I was fine, but his expression showed no signs of improving.

    “Young master, I’m really fine. Please brighten your expression.”

    “…Yes.”

    Kyle would probably continue with this expression for a while.

    He had been blaming himself a lot on the way here, and he was still blaming himself at the castle.

    Well, it would gradually get better with time.

    Time resolves most issues.

    Even my leg would be resolved eventually.

    “Young master, I have a question to ask.”

    A very important matter.

    “What is it?”

    “…What about my job!?”

    Am I really going to get fired?

    I won’t be on temporary leave and then naturally get fired, right?

    Suddenly tomorrow I wake up and another servant comes and says something like:

    ‘Miss Sofia, you cannot come with us.’

    Gasp…

    “…Miss Sofia.”

    “…Yes!”

    I answered with a bit of intensity.

    In a posture suggesting I could return to work quickly.

    Of course, I had a cast on my leg and bandages around my arms, back, and head, but I maintained a confident posture.

    “Why are you worried about that? You should be worried about recovering quickly.”

    “Uh… won’t I get fired because I can’t work…?”

    Most nobles seemed to be like that.

    Wasn’t it like returning sex slaves because they weren’t virgins, or sending wives back if they displeased them?

    There’s no need to keep a servant who can’t work.

    “Haah… why would I fire you, Miss Sofia.”

    “Well… because I can’t work for a while and need support?”

    I don’t know how a servant would receive support, but anyway.

    Isn’t that why I would get fired? I was very worried.

    From Kyle’s words just now, it seemed I wouldn’t be fired, which was a relief.

    “That’s true. You probably won’t be able to perform daily activities properly for at least the next month.”

    “That’s right.”

    “Hmm… what should we do?”

    “Even if you ask me that…”

    There’s nothing I can do.

    All I could do was lie in bed like this, completely still.

    “Well… how about asking Louise or Lady Elin for help normally, and when you’re with me, I’ll help you?”

    “What?”

    Did I hear that correctly?

    Kyle helping me?

    There’s no way I could have heard such nonsense correctly.

    How could a servant receive help from their master? It’s common sense.

    Yes, I must have heard wrong.

    “I’ll help you. You got hurt because of me.”

    “……”

    I had heard correctly.

    Kyle said he would help me.

    “Nnngh…”

    What should I do about this…

    Honestly, if I could receive help from Kyle, that would be good for me.

    It’s too difficult to live with this body.

    But I was concerned about how others would view it.

    A servant receiving help from their master…

    It was clear I would be 100% criticized.

    Even I would have criticized such a servant.

    Starting with “How can a servant receive help from their master?” to “If you’re going to be like that, stop being a servant.”

    “I’m really okay with it. It’s not like I’m doing anything these days other than succession lessons with Father, right?”

    “That’s…”

    “Lessons with Lady Elin or Teacher Louise are just review lessons now. It’s not a problem if I miss them.”

    “That…”

    When he put it that way, there was nothing I could say.

    Everything he said was right.

    Although it was strange for him to help a servant.

    “What if I become Miss Sofia’s servant for a while?”

    “Young master, that’s really…”

    “It’s a joke. A joke.”

    “Haha……”

    Our Kyle made scary jokes.

    A master becoming a servant’s servant.

    What kind of romance fantasy setting is this?

    “Well… my help would just be supporting you and getting things you need, but I’ll help as much as I can.”

    I’m grateful just for the thought…

    Just the thought was really enough.

    But our kind young master seemed to have no intention of not helping me.

    He would clearly help me even if I told him not to.

    “Yes…”

    Anyway, that’s how I became a tutor who receives help from her student, a servant who receives help from her master, for about two months.

    Is this really right…?

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