9 9, Curse, Train (Part II)

Let's start this afternoon.

I'll do it!

Well, I'm just standing.

"Come on, Curse, just stand there the same.

Now Marie won't help us either, so we'll do our best.

"Patience!

"Well what a good reply! Oh, my God.

The point is, you don't have to fall.

I knew how sick I felt in the morning. I'm not used to it though.

Then stay conscious and just stand.

Damn.

Hot magic comes in from behind my neck.

It's still disgusting.

And I'm so nauseous because I'm hungry.

Or I can't stop playing.

But only the voice, the contents don't come out.

Was this good?

I can't throw up anything as if it was even a lid on my stomach.

Could this be the effect of slime jelly?

I don't know if it's because of that. It's disgusting.

I had no idea you couldn't throw up even if you wanted to.

My mother is turning her magic as fast as she did at the last hour of the morning.

There's a fucking snake crawling all the way through my head.

The blood vessels on your head should be very thin, but your body feels like a snake thicker than your thumb.

The guy from the neck down looks like three times that.

Is it just magic and invisible, so even my little body can walk through it all you want?

It seemed like it was still easier many times in the morning because I was losing my mind right away.

Now I'm too sick to even lose my mind.

It's definitely not something two years old would do.

No, even adults shouldn't do it.

But I just said I'd work hard from myself... and I can't even stop.

I'm supposed to be more magical...

I managed to stay conscious for an hour without falling.

But I don't remember any further from there.

When I realized it, Marie once again supported me in the bath.

But I don't have a voice.

My stomach hurts so bad, is this a muscle ache?

Is it because I used my abs all over because I couldn't throw up?

Drifting in hot water as is thirty minutes. I can finally move again.

Then by way of example Marie went up from the hot tub and brought a magic potion.

"Drink all at once.

That's what I'm going to say and give it to you.

"Oh, thanks..."

I can't even not drink it.

Shit, no!

But I need to drink it all at once.

"Yes, brilliant. That's right, boy.

You've done a brilliant job today.

There shouldn't be as many as five two-year-olds who can do that to say the Kingdom of Roland is wide open.

There's someone else to do it!

I can stand because the contents are old, but are the other kids okay?

You're not gonna die?

"Oh, thanks..."

What will happen to dinner?

I still don't have an appetite...