# 4
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Why are you asking about that?
Although her caring face didn't look bad, I couldn't tell someone I was seeing for the first time about the story of the orphanage or the Rosebelair family.
It was because of fear that they would contact them.
Perhaps she read my hesitation through my stuttering, so she smiled again with her kind smile and said:
“If you don’t remember, it’s okay not to say.”
Those were the kindest words I've heard in a long time.
While tears were streaming in my eyes because of her warm words, she continued to say:
“You were unconscious for three months, so everyone was very worried.”
What?! Three months? Have I been lying down that long?
No wonder my hair is longer than it was before I fell from the cliff, and the wounds that filled my body have completely disappeared.
“Now that you are awake, that person will also be reassured.”
That person?
When I tilted my head at my lack of understanding, Mrs. Celadia said softly:
“May I know your name, sister?”
the name. So the name.
Of course she doesn't ask about my name in Korea before incarnation.
Rather, she asks about the name of this little girl.
“…My name is, ‘Kai’.”
It is the name that the evil one had, 'Eveliana'.
Before she was adopted by the “Roseblier” family.
Kay. There is no title because I am an orphan.
It is a very common name among the names of common people in the empire of this world.
“It's a beautiful name. Sister Kay.”
Priestess Celadia smiled when she heard my name.
“Anyway, aren't you hungry?”
After saying that, Mrs. Celadia left the room and then entered, dragging a tray.
It had a thin soup on it, steaming warm with a spoon.
A white plate and a clean spoon! How long have I not seen a real meal like this?
Celadia placed the plate on the bedside table and called me with a warm smile:
“Eat your food quickly before it gets cold.”
Isn't he poisoned?
I looked at Mrs. Celadia with suspicion.
'Can I really eat it?'
Her face was so affectionate that I couldn't refuse that delicious food, and I was hungry for a real meal.
Hesitantly, I got up and sat on the chair she offered me and grabbed the spoon.
When I put the soup in my mouth with my trembling hand, the delicious taste of the soup spread in my mouth.
“It's delicious!”
This is real soup!
This was the first taste of real food I had since coming to this world.
My hand started moving quickly towards the soup unconsciously.
While I was quickly slurping the soup, Celadia said kindly:
"Eat as much as you want. I made soup because it's your first meal in three months. When you get more strength back, we'll have a full meal."
This alone was enough, so what about a full meal?
When I looked at Celadia in astonishment, she smiled as if she knew what I was thinking and said:
“Next time I will make you white bread and meat soup, sister.”
Just hearing the words made my mouth water.
I will do my best to regain my strength!
After that, I didn't say a single word, but moved my hand diligently to devour the soup.
How much did I eat?
More than half of the plate remained, but I felt full and could not finish it.
Perhaps because I did not eat well while I was in the orphanage, and because I was almost hungry during my escape, the amount that my body could accept was very small.
“It seems that your body does not accept the food well because it is your first meal in a long time.”
Mrs. Celadia looked at me with pity.
“I can... eat more.”
In the orphanage, I was severely punished if I left even porridge that was moldy and inedible.
But this meal was warm, fresh, and not spoiled.
I had to eat it.
“Aww!”
Suddenly, my stomach rejected the food and started expelling it.
I tried to cover my mouth with my hand, but the thin soup spilled between my fingers against my will.
I will be beaten!
I automatically closed my eyes tightly.
But nothing happened.
“Oh my God, are you okay?”
When I opened my eyes a little at the sound of the kind words, I found Mrs. Celadia looking at me anxiously.
“You don't have to put pressure on yourself. You can increase the amount of food gradually.”
She quickly left and returned with a jug of water and a towel, and expertly wiped my dirty body.
Then she gently carried me to the bed and placed me tenderly on it.
Celadia covered me with the quilt up to my neck and said to me warmly:
“Your Emissary has strongly instructed me to take care of you so that you may rest here. If you need anything, always seek out the God’s Servant, Celadia.”
“The envoy...?”
She smiled at me in response to my question:
“Yes, sister.”
As Mrs. Celadia gently patted my chest, I gradually fell asleep.
Cook!
“Aren’t you going to get up now? You lazy pigs!”
The rickety door opened and the fat supervisor appeared carrying a long whip.
The orphans who were sleeping curled up on the dirty, smelly covers quickly got up to arrange their beds.
'I have to get up quickly to get ready.'
If one of them was lazy or did not arrange the quilt, the beating would begin in front of all the children.
But for some reason, my body didn't move.
“Ooooh….”
I only moaned while my limbs were trembling.
Is this “Jathoom”?
'Someone help me.'
The child next to me seemed to see that I was still lying down, and kicked me lightly with a faint curse.
"Hey, blonde. Get up! Do you want to die?"
Thank you, anonymous friend. Despite your gentle cursing and kicking, my stiff body did not move as it should.
It seemed that this boy got angry, so he kicked my body so hard that it made a sound.
The site of the kick began to scream in pain, but my body remained motionless.
"What is this!"
The supervisor approached from afar with heavy steps.
“You lazy girl!”
The supervisor seemed very angry, blowing his nose and raising the whip high above his head.
'Will I get hit again?'
I was beaten all day yesterday, and today it starts in the morning.
Puff!
“Hq, hq.”
I opened my eyes to a sharp pain that hit my body.
Because of concern that the supervisor would appear and hit me, I looked around quickly.
I was lying in a tidy and clean room, on a soft, white bed.
“That's right. I ran away from the orphanage.”
I tried to calm my ragged breathing and straightened my body.
My body was wet with sweat.
“Hoo.”
The priestess Celadia, who had stayed by my side patting my chest all night, was not there.
It seems that she did not sleep well, so did she go to rest?
I have to sleep again.
As I was trying to lie down to sleep, I heard a rumbling sound from my stomach.
Yesterday she did not accept the food and vomited all of it, and now it seems that she has digested everything and is hungry.
I will ask for food when the priestess Celadia comes.
I tried hard to close my eyes, but my stomach couldn't forget the taste of the soup, so it continued to growl and churn.
Meanwhile, a noise was heard outside the door along with the smell of food, as if it was meal time.
'This...this smells like butter!'
A pleasant, sweet smell spread, as if buttered bread had been placed in a hot frying pan.
I didn't have the confidence to wait for Lady Celadia.
I quickly got up and headed towards the room door.
“Huey, wait for me!”
“Quickly, come quickly!”
I heard the sounds of children talking and running outside the door.
Are there children my age in this temple? I hesitated a little, then quietly opened the door.
In the long corridor, there were children dressed in white priestly clothes, walking in groups towards somewhere.
All the children had chubby cheeks, indicating that they ate well at the temple.
“What are we going to eat this morning?”
“They say it's bread with butter and sausage!”
From the children's talk, I knew they were going to have breakfast.
Today's menu is even bread with butter and hot dogs!
I thought of the melting butter on crusty bread and salty sausages, and I followed them as if enchanted.
How long did I walk? My legs started to shake.
Only then did I remember that I was a patient who had just woken up after being unconscious for three months, and had barely eaten anything yesterday.
Yesterday I couldn't digest that food and vomited it.
My body, which had not eaten anything, staggered.
I couldn't keep up with the fast-walking children.
Ton, ton, ton!
The sound of a bell was heard in the distance.
"Oh my God! We're late. Let's run!"
All the children started running somewhere, and I was completely alone in the empty corridor.
I wanted to go back, but my trembling legs wouldn't move.
Hell, I should've waited in the room quietly.
If someone had been passing, I would have called for help, but after the bell rang no one appeared in the corridor.
I didn't have the strength to go back.
“Huh.”
In the end, I sat on the floor of the corridor.
My stomach continued to growl demanding food.
Someone come help me...
And at that moment.
"Oh? Why are you here?"
Suddenly, a girl with a familiar face appeared and sat next to me in the corridor that had been empty a while ago.
“Kyaa!”
A scream came out of me unconsciously because of her sudden appearance.
“What, have you seen a ghost? Why are you so surprised?”
The girl asked, frowning.
The face of the girl with gray hair parted at the sides was strangely familiar.
Thinking about it, she was the girl who saw me yesterday and screamed running away before Lady Celadia entered.
"What? Can't you talk?"
When I didn't answer, the girl tilted her head.
“No, I thought there was no one here, so I was surprised by your sudden appearance.”
“Hm, I understand.”
She answered me and then looked at me again.
"Anyway, what are you doing here? And where did Celadia go?"
Celadia...simply so? She looks at least sixty years older than you.
I ignored her disrespectful manner and answered her question gently:
“When I woke up, I did not find anyone. I went out because I felt hungry, but my legs did not move, so I sat down to rest.”
The girl was surprised by my words.
“Your legs aren't moving?”
Then her gaze went to my legs.
"Oh my God, why? Why aren't you two moving?"
Her face was full of worry, as if a great danger had occurred.
“I think... I think I'm just hungry...”
But the girl did not hear my words, so she started biting her nails and moving nervously, then she began examining my legs as if she were a doctor.
“M…excuse me.”
The moment I called her to calm the confused girl.
[Healing]°
The girl murmured in a low voice, and suddenly a bright light emanated from her little hand that was holding my foot.