I feel as though I’m in great pain.

A smile is glimpsed at the corner of my husband’s eyes as he looks at me with slightly squinted eyes.

Lamein, who had been staring blankly at Cedric, averted her gaze to the porridge in the bowl.

She slightly twisted one eye as she locked eyes with Cedric again.

“It looks like you’ve eaten a few spoonfuls already?”

When she asked in an incredulous voice,

“No way.”

Her husband said in a mischievous voice.

Did Roberto bring it after eating some?

She approached the bed, holding back the question she wanted to ask.

A smile is spreading in his blue eyes that are staring intently.

He’s obviously doing this on purpose.

Lamein sat down on the chair placed in front of the bed, looking straight into his eyes. And then,

“Actually, I didn’t sleep well last night, so I’m tired. I’ll go rest for a bit.”

I spoke my true feelings.

Cedric, who had wiped away his smile, slightly widened his eyes.

And he slowly looked over her face, which seemed to have become pale in just one day, and nodded.

“Then you should. But……”

But? Lamein’s one eye twitched at the word that followed.

“Don’t you have to eat porridge to take your medicine?”

“So?”

Her husband, with a languid smile, fixed his gaze on the spoon he had dropped into the porridge bowl.

“As you can see, I’m having trouble moving.”

……Oh, come on.

Lamein pushed up the corners of her mouth in a grin.

It’s not like I got hit in the head with an arrow.

There’s no way that could happen unless I’m going crazy.

“You’re not asking me to feed you, are you?”

She asked with a determined look.

“Why? Can’t you feed me?”

Her husband retorted with a confident look.

……Why is he so confident?

Lamein blinked her eyes quickly.

“……You really want me to feed you?”

“Yes.”

“The porridge?”

“If you don’t like porridge, you can feed me something else.”

Lamein’s eyes dropped heavily to the porridge.

Suddenly, she wished that what was placed before her had been taffy.

She blankly stared at the man who claimed he couldn’t even lift a spoon with an arm several times thicker than hers.

“You really are something.”

“……Yes?”

“No, I’m just talking to myself.”

Lamein, giving up, let out a short sigh, and pulled her chair close to the bed and sat down.

She then picked up the spoon her husband had carelessly dropped.

“You’ve eaten half already.”

“……Yes?”

“It’s just talking to myself.”

As if to say don’t mind it, Lamein, who forcibly smiled, filled the spoon with porridge.

“Here, eat.”

And she brought the spoon to her husband’s mouth, holding the bowl in a way that he could even drink it.

In an instant, the man with stretched lips ate the porridge she offered in one gulp.

Swallow.

As soon as Cedric swallowed the porridge, Lamein extended another spoonful of porridge to his mouth.

Cedric, slightly taken aback, this time blinked instead of accepting it.

“Why? Why aren’t you eating? You asked me to feed you.”

“Don’t you think you’re feeding me too quickly?”

“Eat quickly and get well quickly.”

So I can leave quickly.

With a subtle pressure in her eyes, Cedric, who was staring blankly, let out a snicker.

And he opened his mouth wide and quickly swallowed the porridge on the spoon. And then,

“Could you give me some water?”

He made another request.

Lamein, who slowly fixed her eyes on the glass of water beside the porridge bowl, put down the spoon and picked up the glass.

As she tilted the glass to Cedric’s mouth, he slowly received and swallowed the water.

Sitting quietly on the bed, accepting everything I offered,

‘It feels like I’m raising a big dog.’

I feel like patting his nice black hair because he’s eating well.

His eyes lingered for a while, and Cedric’s eyes briefly met hers.

“What are you thinking?”

“That you’re like a dog…….”

……Oops.

Without realizing it, Lamein blurted out her thoughts and her eyes widened.

What did I just hear?

Her husband looked at her with exactly that expression.

“It’s just talking to myself. Don’t mind it!”

“Don’t you think you’ve been talking to yourself a little too loudly?”

He heard that too. He heard everything.

“It’s my habit. Habit! And where does it say that you have to talk to yourself quietly?”

She widened her eyes in protest, and Cedric’s eyes narrowed.

“You’ve finished the water, right?”

Lamein grinned and smiled awkwardly.

‘Yeah. Let’s just enjoy this.’
When will you try to feed porridge to such a largebodied man again?

She set down the glass of water, accepting the situation with as positive a mindset as possible.

“Alright. Let’s do it!”

Then she grabbed a spoon and began to feed her husband, ready for battle.

“Since I’ve brought the medicine after you’ve finished the porridge, please take it.”

“Yes.”

“Shall I give you more water?”

“No, thank you.”

The bowl of porridge was soon scraped clean.

“I’ll clear up and bring the medicine.”

Lamein quickly rose from her seat.

Reaching out to the small table on the bed, Lamein glanced at her husband.

Having cleared the table, she sat down lightly on the bed.