Chapter 69

After changing clothes and leaving the small room, for some reason, the medical team was waiting again, centered around Vincent.

As I walked up to Vincent with Kalaf, making a clacking sound with my sandals, everyone around me looked at me with strangely warm eyes. Some people were even shaking their shoulders, trying to hold back their laughter. It was terrible.

"Is something wrong, Captain Vincent?"

"Very cute. Good job, Kalaf."

"This nurse's uniform, as it is, can't be put on by Yuriko alone. I'll have to make some improvements."

When Vincent praised Kalaf with a smile, Kalaf gave a wry smile and shook her head.

Hearing Kalaf's words, which allowed no compromise, I couldn't help but think, "She really is a craftsman."

"Well, I did ask you to make it in a short time. In terms of overall quality, it's more than enough."

"Thank you."

"Thank you, miss."

You're right, Vincent.

And Kalaf thanks me, but I should be the one thanking her.

I'm sorry for the extra work.

"You're welcome. I'm more than happy to make Yuriko's cute work uniform."

And yet, Kalaf says this with a very charming smile and a wink.

I really love this person.

"Next is the first aid kit. It looks compact, but we've had the magic division create a special subspace inside, so it has ample storage capacity."

"This will be easy for Yuriko to carry. The blacksmith division and the magic division have done a great job."

"Hehe."

Furthermore, from the bag where the clothes were stored, a first aid kit the size of a child's toy appeared.

Listening to Kalaf explain the storage capacity of the first aid kit to Vincent, I, as always, thought about how far beyond the norm these items were.

The magic used by the demons is incredibly practical and convenient, almost to the point of being unfair.

Well, it's somewhat reassuring that it's not all overly aggressive.

But with a specialized medical team for ordinary treatments, I wonder what healing magic is like.

"Since this is everything I need to hand over, I'll take my leave now."

"I'm sorry for calling you so many times, Kalaf."

"No, it's fine. The clothing department can function just fine without me. I have a reliable team."

With all my equipment for the medical team now out, Kalaf handed the bag of clothes to Vincent and excused herself.

"Onee-chan."

"Hmm? What is it?"

"Thank you so much. Please thank the other team members as well."

"Of course, I'd be happy to."

When I thanked her again, Kalaf happily agreed with a smile.

I bowed to Vincent and the other members of the medical team, and this time Kalaf left the medical room.

"Alright, let's move on to explaining Yuriko's job."

After seeing Kalaf off, Vincent spoke.

It's finally time to start the job!

"Fol."

"Yes."

The person called by Vincent, who had assisted during the health check-up, came to his side. A man in a navy blue nurse's uniform, with blonde hair and blue eyes, of average height and slender build. His face looked like he could be in an idol group, but his demeanor was not at all frivolous. He seemed to be about the same age as Bax and Dillan.

"I'm appointing you as Yuriko's instructor. Teach her the basics of first aid."

"Understood."

"Today, we'll only do disinfection. Before the practical part, please check the tools and give a basic lecture."

"Understood."

Following Vincent's instructions, the man moved to my side.

"Yuriko."

"Yes."

"Fol, who is next to you, will be your instructor. If you have any questions or need to report something, do so to Fol."

"Yes."

"---...Remember that the medical team is a unit that sometimes holds lives in its hands. Even as a trainee, I won't tolerate half-hearted actions."

"Yes!"

Next, Vincent's gaze turned to me.

His eyes were not the usual gentle ones, but sharp as the captain of the medical team.

The intensity of his gaze was so strong that I almost wanted to look away.

But I couldn't let myself lose to that. I tightened my stomach and held my ground, never taking my eyes off Vincent's.

This 'assistant' role is probably Vincent's way of evaluating me, taking advantage of the health check-up.

I think the evaluation started when I finished changing and the outsiders left, recognizing that I had officially entered Vincent's domain.

When I said I wanted to wear a nurse's uniform to Dillan, it was definitely just a pretext.

To be honest, I'm just a trainee who can only get in the way. I'm not necessary at all.

It's just that Dillan cleverly hid his true feelings. If Dillan knew this, he would definitely oppose it.

Dillan, who seems cool but is overprotective.

Vincent, with his years of experience, is one of the most formidable team leaders in the Northern Demon King's Castle. This must be the Vincent that others know well.

I feel that I will definitely be watched with a strict eye while I'm here as an assistant.

But that's fine. I think even I can trust the evaluation that such a Vincent would make.

I don't think it's a lie that Vincent dotes on me, but that's Vincent when I'm not involved in his work. The clear distinction between his public and private life makes him seem like a completely different person.

Well, if I'm going to do it, I'll do it to the fullest. I'm a competitive person, after all.

So, I won't look away.

"...Let's start the work."

After a moment of staring at each other, Vincent declared the start of the work, and the other team members bowed and began to move.

Only Fol remained by my side.

As we continued to stare at each other, the corners of Vincent's mouth lifted slightly.

It looked like a strangely challenging smile.