Sleepyhead Sees You From 100 Days Ago 14

Chapter 14 – Chapter 2: Resurrection – 2

After sleeping one more night, I felt completely fine.

Although I did not have all my strength back, I was able to do simple and easy exercises such as running in place.

I was practicing walking without crutches in the morning when someone came into the room.

“Ritz oppa, good morning!”

“Hello, Marie.”

Marie sat on the floor. She then rummaged through her basket, wearing a large straw hat.

Unusually, Marie loved that hat a lot.

It is said that Ruyev gave it to me as a gift last year, and I liked it so much that I always wore that hat when I went out.

“What about Ruyev?”

“My brother went up the mountain.”

“Are you going up even though winter is over?”

“… I don’t know He said he needed a lot of trees.”

“I see.”

It felt like it had been a long time for Marie.

I don’t know who tied it up, but her blonde hair was woven into strands that looked pretty like a laurel wreath, and you could see the freckles slightly standing out on the nape of her neck.

I’m glad that Marie came to visit me.

She was a little worried too.

“But is it okay if I come outside? “Why doesn’t Ruyev say anything?”

“Yes. “I came because I wanted to see Ritz oppa.”

At the same time, Marie began to wriggle her small hands.
When I looked closely, I saw that she had already taken out a needle and was knitting.

She learned how to spin and knit from Tia, she heard. It looks like she was having quite a bit of fun at that time.

Knitting was a hobby Tia used to pass the time when she was young.

In the winter, she would make socks, hats, etc. And give them to the villagers as birthday gifts.
Since my birthday is in May – not the day I was born, but the day I was given to the village chief – I did not receive Tia’s handmade fabric, but according to people’s reviews, I liked the quality of the fabric, saying it was sturdy and warm.

But the last time was about two years ago.

After learning swordsmanship, she lost interest in knitting.

Suk- Suk-.

Anyway, seeing Marie knitting reminds me of Tia from back in the day.

She is very dexterous and very similar to Tia.

“What are you making?”

“A scarf.”

“Are you planning to use it this winter?”

“No. “I didn’t write it, it was a gift.”

“Gift? To whom?”

Marie smiled slightly.

“Ritz oppa.”

“… Me?”

“Yes!”

Sigh.

Marie showed the basket.

Inside was a tightly woven fabric wrapped in a coil.

The scarf was already almost finished.

“You made it for me. “I’m so sad that I don’t know what to say.”

“Please say thank you.”

“Thank you.”

“It’s plain.”

“Thank you so, so much. Sincerely.”

Marie nodded her head cheerfully.

“But that scarf… It’s bigger than I thought. “When did you start making it?”

“Ever since Ritsu collapsed. She made it while asking Shinryong for help.”

How can it be so amazing?

The tip of her nose is so touching.

Ruyev That bastard… You should always be thankful to your parents.

Because I have such a kind-hearted little sister.

“Thank you, Marie. Thanks to you, I feel like I have strength.”

“Hi-Hi-. It will be done soon.”

Suk- Suk-.

I lie on the bed and read a book, and Marie sits on the floor and quietly knits.

About two hours had passed.

Marie stood up.

“Jjaan.”

“Oh-are you’re done?”

When she stuck out her neck, Marie wrapped a large scarf around her.
Haha, this is what it felt like.

The scarf was very soft and warm. I only wrapped it around for a moment, but it felt hot.

At this level, I didn’t think I would be afraid no matter how strong the winter wind was.

Marie asked.

“How do you feel?”

“I love it. Marie, this gift… “I will never forget.”

“Hihi-.”

Marie spun around in a circle, as if dancing, and then she began to observe me from a little distance away.
Tilting your head here and there.

It’s as if he wants to see what I look like wearing a scarf. Check from various angles.

Fortunately, I guess I was satisfied.

Mari smiled brightly and ran over to hug me.

“It suits me well.”

“Marie made it. Of course.”

“Then… I’ll come again next time-.”

“Huh. Marie, be careful too.”

Marie, wearing a straw hat, went out waving her hand.

A scarf.
She received an undeserved gift.

Actually, I’ve wanted to receive Tia’s handmade fabric for a long time.
Of course, for my birthday, Tia tried to give me a much more expensive gift than ‘such common fabric’.

Like a pen and ink bottle set, a silver candleholder and tea cup, and a pair of boots made to order at Taildon’s leather workshop. A precious gift was prepared.

Of course, those expensive gifts were very precious to me. It’s also something I needed.

I still keep it in my home and pharmacy and use it well.

But… I wanted to receive a gift with Tia’s touch.

I know that this too is greed.

Still, every time I looked at the gift I received, I always had a feeling of regret, wishing I had that feeling.

“It smells good.”

The scarf smelled like grains bathed in warm sunlight.

It’s probably Marie’s. My heart becomes calm.

Well, Marie, who ‘taught by Tia’, received a scarf she knitted herself… It turned out a little big, but maybe this is also a gift from Tia?

I decided to just think that way and kept the scarf in the box.

* * *

Lunch time has come.

After a quick meal, you wait and Tia comes in at the appointed time.

“Ritz, I’m here-.”

“Welcome.”

Tia always carried the same herb bag.

And as soon as she sits down next to me, she takes out the recovery medicine from her bag.

I look forward to this time every day.

The recovery medicine tasted like sweet apple juice, and it was so effective that you could drink it in one gulp like a beverage.

“Ha-thank you, Tia.”

“How are you feeling?”

“It’s much better. I feel like I can run outside now. It’s all thanks to the medicine you made.”

“Lol-. I’m glad! Still, hold on a little longer. You need to rest well until you are completely healed. Oops, and this. I picked up some apples on the way. Would you like to eat together?”

“Good.”

Tia smiled and took out something of hers.

It was a portable pocket knife.

It was small enough to fit in Tia’s one hand.

I was amazed because it was my first time seeing it, but he started peeling the apple skillfully.

Crunchy.

Soon, the beautifully shaved flesh was in Tia’s hands.

Then she took off a piece with her knife and held it out to me.

“Come on, try one!”

I took the apple and put it in my mouth.

The moment you chew it, the sweet juice like honey spreads into your mouth in an instant.

I used to enjoy eating apples, but this was my first time experiencing such a fantastic taste.

“How are you?”

“Delicious. Is it really sweet? “Where did you get it from?”

“Actually, that’s a different species. “It’s not from our village.”

“What? Really?”

“Huh. Apples from Gordburg. I tried it once by chance and it was so delicious that I remembered it. But you said you happened to be in the village below? So I took a few pieces.”

“… Ah.”

Tia has already eaten something like this.

It’s not a big deal, but it’s a strange feeling.

It was usually my role to provide new knowledge like this.

I learned a lot after sitting in the pharmacy all day reading books, and Tia loved listening to my stories with her ears prickled.

But now we have become the opposite.

It’s not unreasonable since I’ve been lying down for two months.

You should hear about what happened in the meantime directly from Tia.

However, I couldn’t help but feel regretful.

That Gordburg apple too. Did you say you tried it by chance?

If I hadn’t passed out, she would have stopped by Taildon’s fair with Tia and said, ‘What are these apples?’ She would have tried them. And we must have been so amazed and giggled at each other. I must have bought both hands full and returned home, saying I wanted to give it to the elderly too.

Just thinking about it makes me feel a bit sorry for missing out on such fun memories.

“Now, ah-.”

Tia cut another piece and pushed it to my mouth.
As I took the offer, the guy chuckled.

“You’re eating well-. I guess you liked it.”

But guess what? This too is a memory.

Isn’t being cared for with utmost care by Tia a precious memory that I only come across a few times in my life?

After we finished eating the apples, we chatted for a bit.

When I asked where he went yesterday, he said he was at the pharmacy all day.

Making the recovery medicine must have been difficult and difficult.

I felt proud but also sorry to think that a guy who hates being boring would go through that hard work.

Tia grumbled.

“If this continues, I really can take charge of the pharmacy.”

“You can do it. I’m serious. “At that level, you are already an expert.”

“But it’s not as good as Ritz. “I can barely make it by looking at the recipe.”

“What do you think? I don’t even have the recipe in my head. “You can make medicines that you often use, but if you need a new medicine, you have to read the book and learn it again.”

“Hey- I see-.”

“What is the most difficult for you when making recovery medicine?”

Tia thought deeply and shyly scratched her cheek.

“Trimping the Mushurin roots. Her hands went too far…”

“Ahaha! I guess so. No matter how long you boil Mushurin, the roots will not come off. Instead, it also means that the vitality is strong. That’s why it’s used in recovery medicine.”

“I see! Oh. Now that I think about it, time…”

The guy suddenly started packing his bag.

“Are you going already?”

“Oh, yes. “I have to go make medicine again.”

“… Okay. Be careful.”

“Then I’ll come back tomorrow. Hello!”

Rattling.

As soon as the door closed, I slowly lowered my raised hand.

Immediately a feeling of emptiness comes over me.

Honestly, I wanted to talk more. There were still many things to ask.

I wanted to say that I wish you would come several times a day, not just once.

However, he said he was having a hard time making a recovery potion for me, so I can’t hold him back for more chatter.

I lay down on the bed helplessly.

Tuk.

Suddenly I heard the sound of something falling to the floor.

“Uh? This…”

It’s Tia’s pocketknife.

When I picked it up and looked at it, I saw the words ‘Credio Workshop’ engraved on it.

It’s my first time seeing it. It’s a place that isn’t even in the village below.

It definitely didn’t seem like a knife made in this area.

Anyway, I still have a habit of forgetting things.

This still feels like a relief.

“I can’t help it. “I have no choice but to give it back.”

He smiled and carefully placed it in her pocket.