Two days had passed since Krumo's Shadow attacked the village.

I still couldn’t leave the sickbed, and in front of me, Daeun was smiling with a spoon in her hand.

“Kana, say ‘ahh~’”

“….”

“My arm’s going to fall off. Quickly, ‘ahh~’”

“I can… feed myself.”

“Is the patient… talking back…?!”

“…Sigh.”

“Oh, no, at this rate, you’ll spill it! If Kana doesn’t take a bite right now, this bright red stew will end up staining the white blanket, and think of the poor person who has to clean it! No way would you ignore that—Kana, who’s so kind-hearted—”

“Ah.”