#6 Caregiving (3)
Elric started to groan as he looked at the papers.
Tyria just watched him.
At first glance, it is a document related to the year-end settlement of accounts.
As it is the settlement of accounts, it must be a document that has been culled as a whole, but even so, its importance is enough to make your mouth hurt.
Tyria suddenly became anxious.
It’s not that I don’t trust Elric, but if he, who is clumsy at work, makes a mistake on a number, it will be many times harder to fix.
You may have to do one thing multiple times.
With growing anxiety, Tyria’s body gradually leaned towards Elric.
That was the moment.
“Oh, uh! I will take care of it!”
Elric covered the papers with his arm.
He was like a child trying to hide side dishes from the table.
What is the reason why the thick lines of an adult male with a large body look like that even though he has a clear appearance?
“… The settlement has not yet been taught.”
“I’ve learned something, but I’ll try my best!”
“Are you confident?”
The scratchy tone was the kind Tyria often sees when it comes to education.
Although she herself is not aware of it, this tendency is full of a strange aura that makes the other person feel intimidated.
Cold sweat ran down Elric’s forehead.
Tyria narrowed her eyes.
“It’s okay to put things off. It’s okay to be slow. One mistake is difficult. It is an important document.”
“That, it is… .”
“I asked if you were confident.”
Elric couldn’t help but shook his head.
However, it was not a complete abandonment.
“It doesn’t work. First of all, I do it in the direction of asking only the parts I do not know. Your wife needs stability.”
Tyria stood tall.
‘also… .’
You call me Mrs.
I was moved by each of these things and my heart was weak, so I didn’t want to push Elric any further.
Tyria finally sighed and nodded.
“… You must ask anything you do not know.”
“Okay!”
Elric gave a big nod with a confident face.
I immediately turned my gaze to the paperwork,
“… Then can I ask you one question?”
I started asking questions right away.
Tyria wanted to say a lot, but she put up with the question because she thought she had to raise Elric’s spirit.
However, five minutes after giving an answer, the behavior of continuing to ask another question continued for an hour, and that work gradually reached its limit.
Tyria finally asked.
“If this is the case, I just… .”
“Ugh!”
“… .”
What should I do with that bastard’s asshole?
Tyria thought a lot.
*
Although there were incidents, Elric gradually got used to working alone.
For those few days, all Tyria did was answer the increasingly infrequent questions, or pretend to look out the window and glance at Elric.
It had to be.
Because Elric forbade everything else.
It was like that if you brought a few representative anecdotes.
“I want to read a book… .”
“No. If you look at the letters, your head won’t hurt.”
His hobby is reading, so he asked for him, but was rejected.
“Then embroidery… .”
“You’ll get a headache if you use up your concentration.”
Embroidery, which was done as a pastime, was also banned.
“Even if the wind outside for a while… .”
“You want your cold to get worse?”
The idea that a few minutes of exposure to the wind can make a cold worse is an idea, and even that was banned.
Tyria finally realized something.
It was that Elric regarded himself as a piece of glass that would break if touched.
It was nice to be worried, but it wasn’t nice to be seen as someone to take care of.
More than that, I want to see who I see as a child, even though there is a side of me acting like a child.
A lot of words passed through Elric’s behavior, but in conclusion, Tyria didn’t say anything.
Because it wasn’t all that bad.
For example, the same situation as now.
“The fever seems to be going down now.”
He was putting his hand on his forehead.
At close range he was smiling for himself.
Happiness calmly surrounds you when something you thought would one day be like a dream, and one day something you thought would never happen actually happens.
When he confirms that the dark brown eyes contain himself, a tingling pierce his heart.
At such times, Tyria had to work hard to get rid of her expression.
I had to endure such hardships while my hands were attached, but even then, I laughed at my own stupidity as I showed the duplicity of praying that this moment would not end.
It was so satisfying to spend so much time together.
“How are you feeling?”
“I think I can go to work now.”
“That is not possible.”
“I am… .”
“Relax.”
Elric’s smile deepened.
Eventually, the words he uttered were indeed sweet.
“There is no moment more realizing than these days how much your wife has suffered. I have a guilty heart too. That’s why. Please see it as my own apology.”
There was something I wanted to ask.
Are you really just feeling guilty?
Other than that, do you have any other feelings towards me?
Why do you smile so warmly at me?
Build them one by one and then delete them.
Instead of embarrassing words, what he spat out was a bit hard words.
“Then let me read a book now.”
“Um… It’s good if it’s not difficult. What would you like to read?”
“There is a book with a brown cover in the second row from the top of the bookshelf. Please take it out.”
Elric brought out a book.
“Plant Encyclopedia.”
“yes.”
Tyria took the book and swept the cover.
I’ve been looking at the book for over 18 years, so it’s full of hand stains everywhere.
“Ugh, don’t look too long. It’s time to go to bed soon.”
As he said, it was dark outside the window.
Tyria nodded and replied.
“Go in and take a nap. I will sleep for a bit.”
“Not so. See you tomorrow.”
After Elric left the room, Tyria opened the book.
There was no hesitation in turning the pages of the book because it was something you could read anywhere.
If you ask why you’re looking at something you already know, Tyria will give you one answer.
It is not about memorizing the contents, but about recalling the memories of the moment you first read this book.
– If you don’t know, study!
She gradually slipped into memories.
*
It was a life without any good things.
Until now, her life was mostly filled with things she hated, but 8-year-old Tyria was living in such misery that she didn’t even know why she was still alive.
There was only one reason.
This is because her small world, Wibin, was a place where she was so sharp.
Looking back on Wibin in those days, Tyria thought of only one thing.
Damn!
“I can’t even do this!”
punishment.
“I told you to be familiar with it by today. Lady Wibin, is it true that you really worked hard?!”
Tyria remembered Wibin as a corporal punishment.
“Put your calves on!”
“… yes.”
Tyria received etiquette training from the time she was able to walk alone.
The teacher was a famous countess in this respect, and her parents paid a lot of money to have her, and they hoped that Tyria would pay for it.
There were words from her father that Tyria still remembers.
“Be dignified as a noble. If you want to get married into a good family, you must never be caught by a book.”
Tyria didn’t know why she had to marry a good family.
I didn’t know why I shouldn’t open my mouth wide when eating, I didn’t know why I had to pay attention to how I walked, and I didn’t know why I couldn’t raise my voice.
I just thought it was natural because I had been told that since I was very young.
It wasn’t until he became an adult that he realized that those days were abuse, so it’s obvious what Tyria did at the time.
“sorry… .”
Tyria always had to apologize.
I had to apologize for getting food on my lips, I had to apologize for running around, I had to apologize for dozing off in the morning, and I had to apologize for not falling asleep right away at night.
It was like that that day too.
Tyria failed to properly follow the countess’ etiquette education and was punished by being slapped on the calf.
The difference from usual is that it doesn’t end there.
“The young lady’s progress is slow.”
The Countess complained to her parents that her class was slower than her peers, and it hurt her parents’ pride.
Apparently they were drunk. And even in the middle of it, they had a shallow humanity that could not say a word to the Countess.
The incident took place after the countess passed away.
“You can barely even do that! We are investing this far!!!”
Damn!
Tyria was hit in the face for the first time at the age of 8.
It wasn’t even one or two.
All I remember was at least ten.
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“why! Why don’t you know our hearts!”
The touch on the cheek was rough, the voice was ferocious, and the large size was intimidating.
Tyria apologized as always.
“sorry!”
But even when she cried and clung to her, the tyrannical hands did not stop.
That day, Tyria’s face swelled up like steamed bread to the point where it was impossible to find its original shape, and she spent the night in pain and fear.
So it must have been.
Breaking the strict rule that entry and exit from the outside of the mansion was strictly prohibited and sneaking out of the mansion.
Maybe he wanted to ask someone for help.
“Huh… .”
Tyria left the mansion limping with her calf swollen from the cane.
I went out into the street crying with a blue bruised and steamed face.
Elric was the boy I met that day.
“What is this ugly boy?”
Only now, I live each day grunting in love for him,
“and… How can a person be born like this?”
Looking back, my first impression of Elric was the worst.