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The Reincarnated Thirty-Something Woman’s Otherworldly Reform Life

[Treatment]

Translated by: ME

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Thick clouds hung low, covering the sky.

The wind in the port town of late autumn was cold, making Magnolia shiver fururi.

Gilmore carriages are mostly plain. However, the crest is designed on the heavy black roof of the carriage so that it can be recognized as a Gilmore carriage at a glance, even from a distance. It seems to be a device from their long history to avoid useless conflict, ensuring that those with guilty consciences flee when they see the Gilmore crest.

They headed toward the town of Crews in this seemingly plain carriage. They were told that the town, which is quite close to the fortress, could be reached in about fifteen minutes by carriage.

When she asked for a guide familiar with the port town, just as she had yesterday, the Unit Commander and the Adjutant volunteered themselves.

(I wonder what way the wind is blowing, or if they are plotting something...)

Lily was frowning blatantly, while Magnolia wore a "noble lady's smile"—the kind that reveals absolutely nothing of one's heart.

In contrast, Ethan wore a similarly suspicious smile with a sunny expression, while Hugo and Dean looked troubled.

「...I am thure you are buty, tho it would have been no problem to athk thomeone elthe.」

「Yes. We. Advanced. Our. Work. All. Night. Yesterday. So it is possible for us to serve as your guides today.」

「My. Inthtead of guiding, shouldn't you retht? ...Ideally, you thouldn't let work pile up tho you don't have to pull all-nighters, you know? And ithn't it a thuperior'th duty to train thucthethorth tho work revolveth even when you aren't there?」

Intending to sell a favor to a child, he was instead hit with a combo of unexpectedly stinging words.

Hugo and Ethan, who did not know Magnolia's true nature (what was inside)—especially Ethan, who thought she was just a toddler—were inwardly surprised that her head and mouth worked far better than imagined.

「The Young Lady may not understand yet, but work is a difficult thing. Personnel is also quite tight, you see.」

To Ethan, who undauntedly replied with a response meant to fool a child, Magnolia flashed a beaming smile.

「Ith that tho. In that cathe, I will report to Grandfather and Big Brother Claude that the HR in the Wetht is poor becauthe their eyeth are mere knotholeth, cauthing you two to have very, very major hindranctheth. I hope it improvethes.」

Hugo sighed. He cast a reprimanding glance at Ethan, who looked like he still wanted to say something, then knelt and bowed deeply to Magnolia.

It seemed Commander Ducasse was a boss who could bow his head for the sake of his subordinate, and could pretend to respect the other party even if she was technically a little girl.

「...Ethan, stop it already. This isn't like you. Young Lady, I am truly sorry for the numerous remarks that may have offended you. I also offer my apologies.」

Magnolia wasn't particularly angry. Of course, she had no intention of tattling to her grandfather or uncle.

This man named Ethan was likely trying to check her precisely because he usually ran the Western Garrison Unit so well.

(—Though I think checking a toddler is unnecessary, and slightly immature.)

Whether he thinks they just sent a mere child, or he is struggling more than anyone with the Sailing Sickness, or he suspects there is an ulterior motive (like an investigation of the garrison), or he simply looks down on her as a child. Perhaps it is all of the above.

His light brown hair, close to gold, and his kind-looking green eyes likely make him popular with women. Perhaps due to his position as Adjutant, his atmosphere is softer than most knights, somewhat reminding her of Magnolia's father, Gerald. His age seems a little younger than her father, perhaps in his mid-twenties.

Judging by how his emotions are leaking out despite seemingly being a "black-hearted" (scheming) character, she decided his roots are probably honest.

(He's annoying when I'm busy or can't deal with him, but he's probably the type that's fun and cute to tease when I have free time~)

Magnolia thought that someone should pat the head of this young man who acted like a wary dog.

「Commander, it really is fine for thomeone elthe to guide uth. You shouldn't puth yourthelf, and thould retht your body when you can, juth in cathe thomething happeneth.」

Top executives being busy is the same in any world. Setting aside whether they really pulled an all-nighter, they should delegate work that others can do.

Hugo stared intently at the small Young Lady's crested ibis-colored eyes, confirmed that her words came from consideration for them despite being (outwardly) much younger, and narrowed his tawny eyes.

「It is quite alright. Since the report came yesterday, we originally planned to go and confirm the details ourselves today anyway. If you don't mind, we would like to serve as your guard.」

Saying so, he took her small hand and politely escorted her to the carriage step... Unfortunately, since Magnolia is tiny, they looked like a parent and child holding hands.

He looks somewhat stern, with the appearance of a typical knight, but surprisingly, he seemed to be a proper gentleman.

「...Underthtood. Then, pleath take care of uth.」

Deciding that arguing here was a waste of time, Magnolia accepted and boarded the carriage.

(On the inside, she's more of an adult than Ethan... What a precocious Young Lady.)

Hugo chuckled.

The moderate Unit Commander is usually laid-back, but that is a pose.

He knows that the three of them worked late last night for the sake of the Sailing Sickness patients, and he knows that Ethan watched them with complicated feelings.

(There are so many weirdos among the Gilmore people, it's unbearable.)

Hugo was one of the lot sent to that civil war zone with Gerald.

——Or rather, despite being his senior, he was in the position of a direct subordinate and was a victim forced to execute Gerald's highly bizarre tactics.

Hugo, who is about three years older than Gerald, is one of the people who has been heavily involved with all members of the Gilmore family. The Gilmores act as if the wind is blowing right through them, but Hugo is full of memories of being inconvenienced by each of them.

Does the environment make the person, or is it a case of birds of a feather flocking together? Even Claude, who shouldn't have a blood relation, turned out to be quite a strange guy.

He hasn't had much to do with Gerald's son, Brian, other than celebrating his debut, but he prays that he is a normal human being.

That is why... regarding this Young Lady, whom he doesn't know if Servas or Claude sent, but who was sent hanging the Margrave's seal, Hugo knows from experience that it is safer to assume she is an outrageous wild horse.

(It seems Ethan sent a messenger to headquarters this morning to probe into the Young Lady... Even if we learn the information, I just hope it serves as a guide for how to handle her.)

Sighing while riding his favorite horse, he scratched his dark brown hair a bit roughly as he watched the distinctive Gilmore carriage start to run a little ahead of him.

***

The house was located in the commoner district of Crews.

Since rows of houses with similar colors and shapes lined the street, one could easily get lost if not used to it.

Just in case, when they heard the story yesterday, Ethan had instructed the personnel at the station to leave a message that they would be visiting today.

「Excuse us, this is the Gilmore Knight Order Western Garrison Unit. Is anyone home?」

The primary job of each garrison unit is maintaining local order and border security in emergencies, but they are also a unit that protects the peace in a broad sense, including disaster response and grasping the situation during epidemics.

Therefore, when a disease deemed serious appears, like this time, they are obligated to confirm the situation and respond while ensuring the safety of the members, and report to the Lord and the Knight Commander.

After a moment, the door opened slightly.

An elderly woman, likely the mistress of the house, peeked out with a tired face.

「...Yes. Please, come in...」

Though not large, the inside of the room was tidy and organized.

When the door to the back room was opened, a man who appeared to be in his teens or early twenties was sitting up in bed.

「Young Lady, will you wait outside the door?」

When Hugo asked, Magnolia shook her head.

「Lily and Dean, athk the Auntie and hand over the luggage we brought. Have her boil water in a large pot, and then dithinfect the jarth and wath the cabbage.」

「「...Understood.」」

The two looked like they wanted to say something, but they obediently followed their master's words.

First, Hugo and Ethan introduced themselves and conducted a detailed interview.

Since Magnolia looked like she would take time, they prioritized the Knight Order's work first.

The young man's name was Paul.

His condition seemed more stable than expected, but he answered with a gloomy expression throughout.

When they were mostly finished, Hugo signaled Magnolia with his eyes, so she nodded and wrapped a cloth around her mouth. A makeshift mask. Then, she disinfected her hands with alcohol.

Seeing this, Paul, who had been looking at the small child curiously until then, stiffened his face, and Ethan frowned.

「Nithetomeetyou. I am Magnolia Gilmow.」

「...Gilmore...? The Margrave's!?」

Realizing the true identity of the child in front of him, he tried to spring up as if flicked, so they hurriedly held him back.

「Your condition is not good, tho pleath, stay ath you are. I am thorry for intruding tho thuddenwy. I came to dithturb you becauthe I thought a treatment for a dicktheath I know might be effective.」

「...You know a cure for Sailing Sickness, Young Lady...?」

He probably couldn't believe it. He muttered it like he was delirious.

「Yeth. Tho, to confirm the thymptoms, is it okay if I look at your body for a bit?」

「Eh..., but...」

His gaze wandered in distress.

Paul felt it was presumptuous to be examined by a noble Young Lady, and although told it wasn't contagious, he also had the fear that he might pass it on.

Furthermore, seeing her cover her mouth, he misunderstood that she felt resistance to seeing a body covered in rashes from illness.

「I am covering my mouth tho that I do not path other germth to you. I also dithinfected my handth with thtrong alcohol, tho while not perfect, it thould be thafer than uthual.」

Hearing Magnolia's words, Paul opened his eyes wide.

「Eh!? ...That is to avoid infecting me!?」

「Of courthe? Mr. Paul, your body is very weak right now, tho you might catch dicktheathes you wouldn't normally catch.」

Seeing Magnolia's sincere demeanor, Paul nodded slightly in agreement.

「I understand. Where should I show you?」

「Then, firtht, could you open your mouth?」

「It is unsightly, but...」

「It is fine.」

Fortunately, it wasn't at the stage where teeth were falling out; it seemed to be gingivitis with slight bleeding.

She pulled down his lower eyelid to check the degree of anemia, and checked the bruises and rashes—petechiae—on his limbs.

「Do you have fatigue, shortneth of breath, or dizzineth? Is your fever high, or does your chetht feel painful? Do you thee halluthinations, or have bad bleeding markth... are there any thymptoms that concern you?」

「I feel sluggish... the dizziness has settled down for now. My gums bleed when I brush my teeth, and there are spotty rashes in various places, but other than that, nothing in particular...」

From what she could see, it looked like the early symptoms of scurvy she had seen on the internet.

His consciousness is clear, and there is no edema or severe skin roughness, so she feels there are no complications of beriberi or pellagra.

...It takes immense courage to make a diagnosis when not a doctor, but Magnolia steeled herself, thinking she should tell him to reassure him.

「I am not a doctor, tho I cannot thay for thertain, but I think it is very thimilar to a dicktheath cauthed by a lack of a nutrient called Vitamin C.」

「Vitamin C...?」

Magnolia nodded and explained that ingesting food is to bring nutrients into the body, that a biased diet can greatly upset the body's condition, and that since meals are limited on voyages, such disorders are prone to occur when they become long-term.

「It's true... I don't think I ate much of the vegetables and fruits you mentioned, Young Lady.」

「Yeth. That is why, if you continue a meal plan high in Vitamin C for a while, thinth thethe are early thymptoms, I think you will likely make a full recovery.」

Paul's eyes went as round as they could possibly go, and then gradually, his eyes grew moist.

「...Will I... get better...?」

「Yeth. Since the cauth is not visible to the eye, I cannot thay for thure, but if it is the dicktheath I jutht spoke of, if you take proper nutrients and retht, I believe you will definitely get better.」

At Magnolia's words, Paul's voice trembled as if he couldn't suppress his emotions, and grabbing the blanket tightly, he thanked her, practically rubbing his forehead against it.

「Thank you...! Thank you!!」

She gently rubbed his back to calm him down, and when Paul lifted his face, Magnolia confirmed something. Paul hesitated carefully.

「Altho, regarding the other patients who were on the thame ship. Were their thymptoms similar to yourth, Mr. Paul?」

「Let me see... I don't think they were much different... Though there was one person who was bleeding a lot.」

「Is that tho. Underthtood. Then, pleath take care of yourthelf. If anything happens, pleath inform the Knight Order.」

Paul bowed his head over and over again on the bed, and didn't stop until the door closed. Hearing a voice like sobbing coming from the other side of the closed door, the three felt their chests tighten, thinking of the immense anxiety he must have felt.

***

They went to the kitchen and reported to the mistress, who was likely his mother.

She covered her mouth with her hand, trying to endure it, but her rough breathing mixed with sobs seemed to express her feelings over the past few days. She must have been scared, very scared.

「Auntie. Mealth are very important to cure the dicktheath. Thinth there is no medicin yet, he has to take it from food. I will explain now, tho can you remember it?」

「...Yes.」

The mistress calmed her breathing and replied with a serious demeanor.

First, she had her wash her hands with soap, wipe them well with a new cloth, and disinfect them with alcohol. She conveyed that washing hands well prevents other diseases, showed the wooden board she wrote while showing the jars she had boiled and dried earlier, and advised on precautions when making Sauerkraut and on frequently disinfecting cloths with boiling water.

「Thith is the Thauerkraut we made latht night. In summer, it can be eaten from the next day to about three days later, and in winter, from three to six days later. I will explain how to make it, okay?」

Just as she did last night, she explained while having the mistress actually make it so she would remember the process.

After that, she explained about the vegetables and fruits.

「For example, you can cook potatoeth thoroughly, but for broccoli and cauliflower, the nutrients are less likely to be dethtroyed if you boil them quickly. When putting them in thoup, pleath be careful not to overcook them. Steamed vegetables are also easy to eat as a thalad. I think it would be good to mix orange or lemon with honey, thalt, herbth, oil, and vinegar if nethethary to make a drething and toss them in it. If you add citruth to the drething, it not only adds flavor but also increathes the intake of Vitamin C.」

Hands remember things surprisingly well; Magnolia mixed an instant dressing and tossed the boiled vegetables in it.

「He probably won't be able to eat a lot yet, tho pleath try variouth thingth little by little. When he can eat more, eating liver and such together is good for nourishment.」

After explaining everything she could think of and handing over the wooden board, the mistress bowed deeply.

When told they would come to see how he was doing in a few days, she was humbled and grateful. When Magnolia apologized for forgetting to introduce herself and gave her name, the mistress was terribly surprised and tried to kneel, so it was hard work restraining her.

「To think the Young Lady of the Margrave house herself would come to such a shack, and not just visit but even perform a medical examination...」

The mistress bowed deeply and remained that way until the party was out of sight.

Gratitude beyond words for responding without regard for danger, even though she might get infected. And the relief that her son, whom she had half given up on, might be cured. Her tears would not stop easily, and she could not lift her face for some time.

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