Chapter 31.2 – The War Doesn’t End When You Return Home
After I got my teeth back on the first day, it has been my job to eat every day, every single day.
Meat, bread, vegetables, long thin pasta that I’d never seen before, I ate everything I was served.
Even if I wasn’t hungry, as soon as a space opened up in my stomach, something would be stuffed in.
The second part that was treated was my stomach. That made me digest things in rapid succession, making me suffer.
It seems like my wife collapsed when he performed an operation to heal my stomach but for me, that was something I often saw on the battlefield in the past.
Military doctors have the freedom to heal or kill at will.
The doctor only visits me once a day for treatment but he was better than any other military doctor I’ve met in my life.
The pain and discomfort in my chest and abdomen that I had been feeling all these years were disappearing more and more with each passing day.
Maybe, he really can…..
I also forced myself to eat more.
Within a week, I could stand and walk.
The face I see in the mirror is better than what I saw before.
I feel rejuvenated.
My head is bald though.
「What are you going to do when your magic organ is cured?」
「Well, I want to smoke.」
「That’s not what I mean. Is there somewhere you want to go?」
「Somewhere…..yes, I would be able to go anywhere.」
「I’ve always wanted to go to the Expo Memorial Museum in Miho Berry.」
「Oh, then, let’s go as soon as I’m healed. I’ll go with you even to the end of the world….」
Slowly, my wife’s face came closer….then, immediately get away.
Hey, what did you do that for!
My wife turned away and pointed at my smirking doctor.
「Gosushin-san, it’s time for your treatment.」
「Doctor, you could have waited for a bit more….」
「Please do that at home. I’m going to fully heal you today so you’ll finally be discharged soon.」
「Really!?」
「Is….is that true?」
「Your body has recovered enough to withstand the operation so come with me to the examination room.」
My wife and I hold hands and take light steps to the examination room.
I’m really going to get healed!
My!
Magic organ!
I sleep and when I wake up, I feel magic flowing in my body.
Seeing the doctor nodding at me, I gathered magic power on my fingertips.
I drew a magic circle for the glove compartment and took out the cigarette I’d put on it.
I magically lit the cigarette that looked like it was already half crumbled.
I suck it.
Ah, finally returned from the battlefield.
This is the worst cigarette I’ve ever smoked in my life.
I smoked it down to the filter.
I couldn’t help but burst into tears.
A few mornings after that, we set out in a rickshaw at the back of the Slayra Mansion.
I really would have preferred to leave in the dark but the doctor told us that we had a train to catch and that it would be fine if we left at noon.
We gratefully accepted his words, hid our faces with our hats for the time being and left.
I don’t think anyone could tell that I’m the guy that came here some time ago but we can never be too sure.
The rickshaw man pulled the rickshaw along a lively main street.
I asked him curiously.
「How’s the Schenker Family?」
「Them? They’re thriving.」
He pointed at the people carrying cargo.
While talking about something, they carry heavy loads on their back.
「They belong to the Schenker Family.」
「I see.」
Next, he pointed to the people at a construction site.
It seems like they are demolishing a store.
A woman carrying a hammer on her shoulder was giving some kind of instruction.
「Those guys are from the Schenker Family too.」
「I see.」
Then, the rickshaw man pointed at a stall with the word “Peperoncino” written in red.
I can hear their cheerful voices calling out.
Even though it was still early afternoon, there seemed to be a line of people on it.
「That’s a Schenker Family stall.」
「Heh.」
Finally, the rickshaw man pointed to a group of people in matching armor and carrying spears.
「That’s a Schenker Family unit.」
「Wait a minute, are you telling me that everyone here is owned by the Schenker family?」
I interrupted him.
There’s no way their family business is that broad, isn’t it?
However, the rickshaw man just shook his head without looking back.
「That’s the reason why I said they are thriving.」
「However, if the Schenker has too much business, wouldn’t they eat up everything in this city?」
「Well, there might be some places like that but…..the Schenkers get money by renting out their workers to the city.」
「Are you telling me none of them are really their business?」
「Well, they seem to have started their own business somewhere but basically, yes.」
That’s a very miserable way to earn money.
Why does he have to do so much trouble if he has that medical magic skill? He can earn as much as he wants with that.
「The youngest son of the Schenker Family is called “Charitable” Sawadi-sama.」
「Charitable?」
「All of those girls used to be disabled slaves who were given away for free. He heals them, makes them work, and even gives them an allowance. He started that business to provide them with jobs.」
「Ah….truly charitable.」
I heard the rickshaw man sniffing.
From a strong-looking man like him, he’s surprisingly a crybaby.
When I looked away from the rickshaw man, I saw a catkin who was wearing a bright red hat running down the alley.
「What’s with that girl with the red hat?」
「Ah, she’s from the Schenker Family too. They are the new mail service called “Torquiva Mail”. Their job is to deliver letters anywhere in Torquiva.」
「They are even doing something for the mail of the lowers?」
「Well, there are two kinds of people in the world, lowers and nobles. The lowers of Torquiva are already dependent on the Schenker family, from loans to manpower.」
「They seem to be a good merchant family.」
The world of nobles and lowers is clearly separated.
Usually, they never mix with each other.
In the middle, the Schenkers are doing well.
My son is a little older than him but he’s definitely more mature.
I wonder how my son will grow up in the military school.
Hopefully, my son will not lose his magic organ….