Didn't I Say to Make My Abilities Average in the Next Life?! Volume 6 by FUNA

Didn't I Say to Make My Abilities Average in the Next Life?! Volume 6 by FUNA

Author:FUNA [FUNA]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Seven Seas
Published: 2019-04-11T00:00:00+00:00


“What kinds of symptoms do you have now as compared to when you were in good health?”

“O-oh, um, well…” Leatoria meekly replied. “I’ve always been thin, but when I got sick I lost my appetite, and now I can barely eat anything. I feel drowsy all the time; I have palpitations and shortness of breath. My legs feel numb, and I barely have any strength in my limbs…”

Unfortunately, loss of appetite, drowsiness, fatigue, and weakness were common symptoms of most illnesses. These alone told Mile almost nothing.

“Now then, please remain seated on the bed and lower your legs down over here.”

Leatoria complied, dangling her legs off the side of the bed, while Mile scrutinized her lower half.

“Oh? They’re a bit swollen, aren’t they?”

“Ah, yes, I suppose they are…”

Mile drew a bit closer to get a better look.

Thunk!

“Eek!”

Mile smacked Leatoria’s knee with the hilt of the sword strapped to her waist, and the resulting thwack resounded throughout the room.

“Th-that hurt…”

“Oh no! I-I’m so sorry!!”

Mile quickly pulled back, apologizing.

“Hm…”

However, something felt off.

“Oh? There’s something…”

Actually, Mile suddenly got the impression that there was not enough of something that should have been there…

“Aha!”

With a shout, Mile drew the sword from her waist—still within its scabbard, naturally. She gripped the sword by the scabbard, and once again struck Leatoria’s knee with the hilt.

Thwack!

“Aah!”

Leatoria gave another—almost too adorable—cry.

“You’re just messing around now!” Wilomia protested, but Mile was too preoccupied to notice.

Thwack!

“Ngh!”

Thwack!

“Eep!”

Finally, Wilomia seized Mile by the shoulders. “Stop it!”

“Aha, sorry! I got a little carried away there…”

“So you really were just messing around?!?!” the sisters roared in unison.

“N-no, I think I’ve found it! The name of your illness and the cause of it!”

“Whaaaaaaat?!?!”

Indeed, in a most blessed turn of events, this illness was one that even a normal high school girl, with almost no practical experience in examining patients, would be able to easily name and diagnose.

It was an illness that had made so many casualties of Japanese people in the distant past that it was called a “national disease.”

And, for some reason, it was a disease to which affluent people very commonly fell victim.

Indeed, that disease was beriberi.

That said, Mile was not able to summon up the name just from observing the symptoms. However, most people knew that you could diagnose beriberi by checking the reflexes of the knees, which was something that almost everyone did just for fun as children. Even Misato and her sister had done so in their youth.

Mile gave Leatoria the okay to return her clothing to normal and exited the room, leaving her to Wilomia.

“Sir Baron, I have another request!”

Hearing her call, the baron, Bundine, and the Crimson Vow, who had been waiting in another room, reappeared.

“I would like to meet with your chef. I would like to know the process by which he prepares Leatoria’s food.”

“Huh…? Well, sure, that’s fine. Come right this way.”



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