Volume 2, Extra: A Holiday for Ms. Who Caught a Cold
Then, Ojou-sama, lets finish it here for today.
Alright.
After Cordelia had finished with her history lesson, and saw her tutor off, she felt as if her eyes were getting blurry and rubbed them. But, when she opened her eyes again, her vision returned to normal, and she couldnt feel anything odd about it.
It must be my imagination, she reflected, and went to have lunch without a care. However, she strangely had no appetite and, in the end, she barely touched her food.
I wonder, if its a cold.
She whispered that to herself, and a shout came from behind her.
WHAT?! The owner of that voice was Ronnie.
Ronnie, whats wrong?
Because, Ojou-sama, just now, you said cold, didnt you?
Yes. Im feeling a little off. I wonder if I should rest.
Cordelia tilted her head at Ronnie, who suddenly lost his complexion.
Are you okay? You look worse than me
Well What am I saying? Please rest. Ojou-sama is still a child Huh, Ojou-sama?!
I feel like his voice is so far away, even though hes being so loud, she thought, as her vision faded into blackness.
???????
Have you awoken?
Emina? This is my room, isnt it?
Yes. Ojou-sama has caught a cold.
Emina spoke as she placed a pitcher on the side table. Perhaps, she has medicine too.
But, this is just a cold. I collapsed the moment I realized that I had a cold, so I wasnt planning on not taking care of myself.
. Its just a cold, isnt it?
Yes. But Ojou-sama is still not an adult.
I have a feeling Ronnie said the same thing before I collapsed.
You dont have to treat me like that much of a child.
She thought that, but Emina must have seen right through her.
Ojou-sama has a lot of magic power, so its easier for you to take a turn for the worse. First, please drink this medicine.
She listened to Emina as she recalled, come to think of it, Ive heard that before.
She hadnt been sick, ever since she had caught that disease when she was three, but apparently, she would become like this, even from a cold, because of how high her magic power was. She once again realized that having a lot of magic power wasnt always a good thing.
Cordelia drank her medicine with Eminas help.
The salty taste of the medicine spread throughout her mouth. Frankly speaking, it was bad.
You probably wont catch a cold once your body is steady enough. Besides, Ojou-sama has overcome a great disease. Thats why, youll be able get well soon, if you rest properly.
Really?
Yes, that was what the doctor said. But, you will be having another medical exam.
Apparently the doctor had already examined her, so she probably didnt have too much to worry about. But she had a feeling that her body felt more sluggish than it did when she was in the greenhouse.
Will I get better in 3 days?
I would hate it if I dont, Cordelia thought while speaking, but Emina opened her eyes in surprise.
Emina?
Well Ojou-sama, the doctor said that you would probably get better in 10 days.
Eeh. 10 days!?
She shouted, which caused the damage to rebound to her head. She held her head in pain, and Emina said, Please rest for a while.
Cordelia obediently followed her instructions. It felt as if a chime was being struck in her head, and it was impossible for her to do anything else.
But.. 10 days?
Its such a waste of time to be sick for that long, she thought.
However, she didnt have time to think about it anymore, and immediately fell asleep while having a nightmare. I definitely wont catch a cold again, Cordelia had no choice but to vow that.
She could do absolutely nothing for three days; rather, her condition got worse. However, she was able to get up, a bit, two days after that.
I have to make it brief. That is the most important thing. Now then, how do I thank someone in a short sentence? She wondered.
8 days after shed caught a cold.
Cordelia wasnt energetic enough to walk around the room yet, but she had recovered enough to get up and walk to the sofa by herself.
The letter that she had written on the fifth day was delivered to Gille and Vernoux on the sixth day, and shed received a reply from them both the next day that said, You have to sleep, go rest. The two worried too much, even though she had said she was fine.
But she was reluctant to write letters, since they had gone that far to remind her of that.
So I cant write them a reply until Im actually well?
I cant tell how well I have to be so that I can declare that. Of course, if the doctor says Im fine, then it should be fine Cordelia thought that as she softly slipped out of bed.
It was still a bit tiring for her to be up for a long time, but her body ached if she slept for too long. I want to think that theyll forgive me for moving a little, she thought as she moved to the sofa.
(But Otou-sama and Onii-sama will probably get angry if they find out that I got up.)
But, she also felt bored from just sitting on the sofa.
Cordelia looked around the room and saw the sewing box on the edge of the table. She pulled the box towards her without hesitating and opened the lid; then she picked up some yarn that had been placed inside.
(I wonder if there arent any good designs. If possible, Id like to make something like a charm)
She had been delayed because of her cold, but she had originally wanted to give Gille a more precise embroidery. Therefore, as an apology for making him worry about her, she wanted to make him something more appropriate.
(Vernoux-sama might laugh at this But I think Gille-sama would be happy with anything, since he likes that poorly crafted handkerchief.)
If she wanted to give presents as an apology, then Gille wasnt the only person she had to give one to. Vernoux had also worried about her. It was impossible for her to only give one of them a present, when both of them had worried about her.
No Its not enough to just give it to the two of them, in the first place. Thats right, I have to give something to Otou-sama and Onii-sama too. Ah, but then Ill also have to give one to Emina and Ronnie, and then Lara too
She began to think that, and then wondered how many pieces she needed. Her face twitched. She was aware that she wasnt that good at embroidery, that she could embroider that many gifts.
I, Im sure Ronnie would be fine with just food. Yeah, Im certain. Of course, Vernoux-sama is the same, but I didnt want to leave him out when I think about Gille-sama But then, I wonder if its better to give Ronnie the same thing?
Of course, there wasnt anyone there to answer Cordelias question. She questioned herself and gave a long sigh.
I need a minimum of seven. I can do this. Lets think carefully about the designs and colours.
However, if she were to embroider seven designs, then she didnt think she could send a letter stating I have gotten better.
(I can make Gille-sama and Vernoux-samas first, but thats also a little)
At least, she was also worried that it would become a spoiler, since she would probably be giving Vernouxs present to him under the watchful eye of one of the servants.
In the first place, it would be embarrassing if they thought she was giving him special treatment, because she had prioritised his present.
Ye-yeah. And, I could go to the handicraft store when I get well enough to walk around town. I dont have as much yarn as Hazel-sama, so its not a bad idea to go see them myself.
Besides, I can find out what Gille-sama likes from Vernoux-sama Ah, of course, I plan to ask Vernoux-sama what he likes as well
Cordelia muttered as she gradually spoke faster, and the last bit sounded as if she had choked on her words. She coughed violently, and Emina immediately came into the room.
Ojou-sama, you still have to rest.
I, Im sorry, Emina.
She apologised in between her coughs, which still hadnt stopped, while being guided back to her bed by Emina. And, upon returning, Emina took the embroidery thread that she was still holding onto.
I will tidy this up.
Th-thanks
She actually wanted to gaze upon the colour to ponder some more, but she wasnt able to, because Emina couldnt let a coughing person stay up. Cordelia understood that and didnt complain.
Ojou-sama, the most important thing for a sick person is the recovery period.
Yes, I was planning to understand that.
But she slept so much that she wasnt even tired anymore, so she wanted to get up for a little. She really wanted to write a letter stating that she was well. In fact, she was mostly fine now.
But in contrast to her thoughts, Emina had a really cold expression on her face.
Everyone will get worried, this time, if your cold were to recur.
Youre right, Im sorry.
Emina made a lot of sense, and Cordelia apologised meekly.
If you really want to embroider, then I will teach you when you get better.
Im extremely happy at the offer, but I also want to give Emina something, so it might be tricky She thought that as her drowsiness strangely got stronger.
(Everyone in this house might be spoiling me, after all.)
She thought, as she was invited into dreamland.
Translator: Blushy
Editor: SenjiQ