He Is a Master Who Can’t Handle a Slave Properly

36 – What is a cat’s curiosity?

“Schenny Felter patient? Come into the office.”

A nurse in a white coat called my name, got up, opened the door and entered.

Sitting there was a benevolent old woman who looked old.

“You’re a cute cat girl. Are you sick?”

I glanced at the master and him standing behind.

Arms crossed, one hand on the master’s shoulder, she looked at me as if…

He seemed very worried.

me

I can’t believe it. You used to look at me as if you were going to eat me, but now you’re trying to take care of me.

But on the other hand, there is something that bothers me.

She looked at me carefully, but still took care of what I needed and seemed to be trying to get to know me.

She didn’t seem to be a bad person either.

In a way, it might be said that he is close to a good person.

But if it’s anything to do with the master, especially if it’s about love, he must be someone with that kind of determination who can throw everything and become a villain in an instant.

It’s the ability to notice and figure out how to behave that’s increasing, so there were times when I sighed…

“I’ve had a cough since I was little. I couldn’t even get a mediocre treatment… My master was worried about my condition, so I came here.”

“Hmm. I see. Where should I check the status?”

With a sigh, a squeak, he rolled up his sleeves and placed his hand, which was too handsome for his age, on the desk.

“Hey, patient? Could you hold my hand?”

When I held that soft-looking hand, I felt a sensation as if something was flowing through my hand, and then I coughed at the uncomfortable feeling in my chest.

“Aha… I see. My lungs are definitely not that healthy. But I’m not too worried about it. If you eat healthy, get some fresh air and rest, you’ll get well soon. Don’t overdo it.”

“Is there… no medicine?”

“No, we can’t give you medicine for this kind of disease. It’s not that you’re sick, it’s that your lungs are weak, so you have to let them rest until they fully recover. You have kept it in your heart.

If you rest comfortably in a good place, you will recover quickly. owner?”

Hearing that, I had no choice but to shut my mouth.

In the arms of my family, who should have been the safest, I got sick, and in the arms of my family, who should have been the happiest, I was heartbroken.

It was so sad. It hurt so much.

When I felt the tears slowly run down my cheeks, someone took out a handkerchief and wiped my eyes.

There he was, looking at me with red eyes.

“I hope the owner doesn’t treat the child too harshly. The child still needs rest. Before doing anything, at least a few weeks, maybe a month, you should feed him well and let him rest well. In the end, the words that come out of my old heart…

hehehe, do I even need to worry in the first place, proudly going to the clinic to check the slave’s health, that’s another slave – no, oh my god…

This old man seems to be talking too much nonsense. Stop in and get some rest. I hope to see you again in good health.”

Next to it, I could see the owner talking to the old woman.

“I don’t know the details of what happened, but please rest assured. At least I’m not cold enough to treat people with scars.”

Tok, tok, she lightly pressed the handkerchief on my cheek and wiped off all the water, then handed me the handkerchief.

“I think I’ll need it in the future, so I’ll give it to you in advance.”

“Persimmon, thank you…”

Still unable to control her sobbing and trembling body, I managed to open my mouth to thank her, and then she gently grabbed my hand and got up from her seat.

“Wait, can we talk?”

***

“At least I don’t think I’m qualified to say anything about you living together at home. Your master brought you here, and you need time to heal your mental illness.”

“…yes.”

As we talked together by the window where the warm sunlight came in, I nodded slightly at her words.

“If you have any difficulties, please tell me. As a woman, there are many things I can help you with, and if I ask my master, most of them will listen.”

I nodded my head at that too, but at the same time I also thought of this.

The owner is kind anyway, so I wonder if it’s something I can do myself.

But to the point where I doubted that she saw through that thought, she squinted her eyes for a moment and glared at me.

“But, on the day I get close to my master out of my sight, you’d better know that I won’t just sit back and watch you.”

But that’s for a while, just like dark clouds blocking the sunlight for a moment and getting cold in an instant, and then the sunlight comes out and warms up again –

She came back to me with a gentle expression and brushed the hair off my shoulder.

“Aren’t those clothes uncomfortable?”

Watching me come out wearing the exotic clothes she prepared for me at the slave store, she looked around as if she was interested in clothes.

“It’s not that uncomfortable. But…”

“It looks like they’re short on clothes and underwear. Don’t worry. I’ll buy them all today and go home.”

As if she already knew, she smiled and looked at me warmly.

“You talk like you’re used to it…”

“Of course, it’s what I went through when I was picked up by my inexperienced master. And…”

And I felt a little goosebumps running through my body.

With her eyes slightly relaxed, she no longer made eye contact with me, and she hugged her body a little tighter, engulfed in pleasure.

The way she flinched and crossed her legs little by little was so grotesque that I had to back away from her.

“Still, uh uh, that warm and immature touch… ha uh…”

she is crazy in love

Even if he went crazy, he was too crazy, like a person who had fallen into his own world.

But on the other hand, her appearance stimulated my overflowing curiosity.

I remember the words of the person who became my father who used to say, ‘curiosity kills the cat’.

The words you used to say to shut me up every time I asked something.

But I am a cat.

Of course, I can’t help but wonder.

If the master is kind and kind, how can a rabbit who has gone mad in love be so madly obsessed with it?

Would rabbits, who are normally quiet and only live together, treasure their mates enough to growl like this?

Of course, in her case, the situation is very, very special.

If what I know is correct, rabbits usually live together.

He’s not that big, and his personality is quiet.

I know that they are people who put up with it even when they are in pain, and when things get tough, they gather quietly to share the pain.

I don’t actively express my dislike to anyone, but I know him as a beastman who only comes out rough when cornered.

The rabbit in front of me is incredibly large, extremely assertive, and doesn’t try to hide his feelings.

Is she that special, or is it?

Now an old woman, smiling, bowing her head politely,

Is that person who shows kindness and a smile to everyone special?

Little by little, I started to wonder.

***

“I see… Huh? Ellie, Felter?!”

After talking for a while, both of them disappeared, and I was about to leave the room in fright, but I was forced to stop at the soft voice that quietly caught me.

“You two are out there. Relax. It feels like you’re talking.”

I had no choice but to sit back in my seat as if possessed by something.

“It’s amazing. Normally, such a kind-hearted and polite person should be blessed like that… I can’t feel anything from a young person.”

From a while ago, this person keeps feeling that something is out of the ordinary.

Continuing to see through something, I asked the old man a question.

“How far… are you watching?”

“I have the blessing of being able to peer into a person’s inside, even vaguely. I feel that person’s energy, and I have received from heaven the ability to measure a person’s life through magical powers.”

He smiled at me with his fingers crossed, but I pulled the chair a little more and sat up straight.

“How far can you talk?”

“It depends how far you want to hear it. But the young man in front of me seems to be more or less ready for that.”

“…Before we start talking, maybe you’re a prophet or something… aren’t you?”

“hehehe, oh, when you get this old, it’s hard to even laugh. Eheu, oh, it’s breath. hehehehe – haa…”

She leaned back in the chair and smiled for a while, then she touched her hands and looked straight at me with her wrinkled eyes slightly opened.

Her eyes… For some reason, why is it so mysterious that her eyes are blue?

“It’s not omnipotent. Seeing that I can’t even guess where you came from or what you really are, it seems to be an opportunity to feel my limits once again. However, I remember something that happened a long time ago. ..”

She closed her eyes again and continued her story with fine wrinkles.

“You may feel like you don’t have a choice, but there are choices you can make. It just grows.”

“Sure,” her gentle hand pointed down my neck and body.

“Oh, young people these days seem to be much more passionate…! It seems that the waves of your choices were all intense. It seems that you don’t even know how important those choices were.”

“What… are you talking about?”

“Isn’t the beautiful woman with red eyes your companion?”

Are you talking about Ellie?

Wait a minute, then the places she pointed to –

“My God, hold on, that’s-“

“I’m afraid the story will be too long to explain. It turns out… that red wave also seems to be looking for you.”

Sigh, she also pulled a chair and came a little closer to me and opened her mouth.

“Love is… a very important and incredibly powerful emotion. More than you might think.

Someone might place a very heavy value on it, and someone might consider it one of the many emotions that just pass by.

I hope you will think carefully and decide what choice you will make.”

There seemed to be a lot in her words.

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Regrets, longings, and heartfelt advice.

Having received them, it seemed difficult for me to act lightly.

Nodding quietly, I got up to leave the room.

“Then, as I said before – I look forward to seeing you again in good health. The cat lady, the rabbit woman, and the kind young man.”

“Please, I hope you are in good health. That…”

I glanced over and read the nameplate on her desk.

Then, her eyes stopped for a moment at the skeleton model placed next to it, and then she met her eyes again at the old man’s smile.

“Lamirence Floren… Mrs.”

Her wrinkled eyes widened for a moment, then returned to a smile on her face.

“…Thank you. Then.”

Leaving behind the sound of the doctor’s office door closing, I slowly approached the two women with their backs to the sunlight.

Why can I see the red eyes and yellow light more clearly than ever?

***

“It’s amazing… I don’t think anyone can read this nameplate.”

…

“When I heard the story you confessed to me one day, I thought you were just senile and talking nonsense to me.”

…

“I said that the nameplate you wrote in an unknown language would someday prove that you were right, but no way, no way…”

…

“It seems that the world will live a long time to see that your words are right after so many years have passed.”

…

“Sinful man, were you so relieved to leave me alone? To think you left alone before I could muster up the courage.”

…

“But… it’s okay. Now that I’m spending the rest of my life quietly, I just got a chance to relive precious memories at the end of my life.”

…

“If I had had a little more of that rabbit lady’s honesty, wouldn’t it have hurt me this much?”

…

“Maybe I haven’t become the kind of old man who’s content with petting you, rekindling memories with you…”

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“Even if you are already dead, I will always love you. My visitor from far away.”

…

“For the day to meet you again, I’ll be waiting for that moment.”