Stigma Effect

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Raphlet filled the bathtub with warm water. After adjusting the water temperature enough for Yuriel to enter, Raphlet entered the bedroom. Yuriel was asleep in Raphlet's bedroom.

Raphlet had brought the sleeping Yuriel from the medical room to his bedroom to wash up.

Raphlet touched Yuriel's forehead and confirmed that the fever had gone down sufficiently.

She was now almost at normal body temperature.

She’ll probably wake up tomorrow.

Raphlet, who was stroking Yuriel's forehead, sat on the bed and pushed aside the sheet that had been covering her.

After taking off Yuriel’s clothes, Raphlet took off her underwear completely, and hugged her.

Yuriel, who had suffered from a fever for several days, did not feel Raphlet undressing her and hugging her, so she fell asleep quietly.

Raphlet carried Yuriel straight into the bathroom, and placed her on his lap, and slowly immersed her feet into the bathtub. Raphlet took time to soak Yuriel in the bathtub so as not to startle her with any sudden splash of water. He gently wiped Yuriel's whole body.

If Yuriel had seen it, she would have been so startled that she would apologize. She would have been surprised that she dared to have her master serve her.

Raphlet smiled lightly at that thought as he continued to wipe Yuriel's body. He felt his manhood standing up as if his lust was brewing on the exposed skin.

When he was under the aphrodisiac, he didn’t get tired of how many times he had coveted Yuriel. But now, Raphlet ignored the erection and concentrated on meticulously cleaning Yuriel's body.

As soon as Yuriel is healed, he will embrace her.

Raphlet came to this decision when he saw Yuriel avoiding him. However, due to this unexpected incident resulting in Yuriel becoming ill, his plan was slightly delayed, but his determination remained the same.

It would not matter even if Yuriel refused.

Raphlet had already warned Yuriel enough. He pushed her away several times and ordered her to return to Mogris.

It was Yuriel who did not heed the warning, and said that she could accept him.

And it was Yuriel who started avoiding him after saying that she would accept him.

Seeing her smile and then running away in a hurry, the awkward hand pushing off his arm that had been pulling her to be careful of monsters, and her taking sleeping pills without waiting for him.

At that moment, Raphlet experienced a tightening sensation in his heart. It was his arrogance that he thought he could endure until he could show himself to Yuriel.

All of Raphlet's patience had run out.

Raphlet wrapped Yuriel's body in a towel and dressed her in new clothes, and then sent Yuriel back to the medical room.

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Yuriel slept for four days even after the subjugation was over and then woke up.

She couldn't believe she slept for four days even after waking up, so she kept asking the doctor for the date. Eventually, the doctor begged her to stop asking about the date.

“Is it okay if I don’t do anything like this… ?”

After waking up like that, ten days have passed. Yuriel fell on the bed and murmured.

No one was making Yuriel work. Before she fell ill she wasn’t asked to do any work, but now it was even worse. All Yuriel could do was simply exercise for recovery.

They said it was an order from Raphlet before he left. He was said to have gone to a nearby subjugation site. Before his departure, he instructed that when Yuriel woke up, she was not to do anything except for light exercises.

Still, she was glad she did the exercises. Yuriel stretched and got up from the bed.

“I’ll have to do some exercises at the training ground.”

She got permission to exercise from the medical officer and left the medical room.

Yuriel spent more than ten days in Albraka without Raphlet.

“… I miss Lord Raphlet....”

Yuriel, who had been completely cured, muttered like that even while walking around the training ground.

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She heard the news that the Knights were returning from subjugating the monsters. Yuriel jumped in joy and greeted the medical officer who had taken care of her.

“‘I’m going! I'm not coming back anymore!"

As the medical officer was tired of her, he waved his hand to see Yuriel off.

"Yes. Don't come back.”

It seems that while hospitalized, she was bored and had bothered the medical officer a lot. Seeing him greeting her with a tired face, Yuriel smiled embarrassedly and waved her hand.

She had not been able to clean Raphlet’s room while hospitalized, but she would be able to do it today.

Raphlet had ordered Yuriel to not work while she was hospitalized, but he did not say anything about after she was discharged from the hospital.

Yuriel ran to Raphlet's room.

It felt like her slender body was about to fly away. It was the result of the past few days of adequate rest, a balanced diet, and moderate exercise.

Yuriel returned with a much healthier face than before she fell ill.

She looked better than before when she saw herself in the mirror. The skinny body that went to the subjugation had gained moderate weight.

Yuriel was humming as she went into Raphlet's room. She pulled back the curtains and opened the window. As winter was approaching, the air was a little cold, but nothing compared to the winter air in Mogris.

The sun was shining and a gentle breeze blew through, making her feel even more excited.

Raphlet is coming soon!

After not seeing Raphlet for a few days, her presumptuous greed had completely disappeared. If he doesn't mix his body with hers, if he doesn't love her, what does that matter?

Yuriel herself should love him that much more. She had to support him without having to feel sad that she wasn't loved.

“Huh…? This was the drawer that was originally locked every time....”

Yuriel, who was cleaning excitedly, unintentionally opened a drawer and tilted her head while tidying up around the desk.

The drawer at the bottom was wide open.

"What?"

Yuriel took out a large box from the drawer, dusted it off, and muttered. Shaking off the dust that had not yet accumulated, she tried to recall if there was a place Raphlet had told her not to touch.

She pondered it, but she only remembered the words to not work.

“Because he never said not to touch it….”

Yuriel opened the box, thinking that she would organize the contents and then put it back into the drawer.She opened her mouth when she saw the papers inside.

“This is something I can’t touch.”

The papers were already neatly arranged, each sheet divided into sections. She could not tell how the papers were organized, but it seemed like if she touched a page everything would become disorganized. Yuriel gave up trying to clean the contents of the box.

Yuriel was about to close the box, but stopped when she noticed the paper.

Overall it was clean, but the quality of the paper was not very good.

She could not recall seeing Raphlet use this kind of paper. Her fingers stretched out towards the sheets of paper, curious about the kind of paper in the box. .

After checking the sheet on top, Yuriel’s eyes widened.

“The letter I sent….”

It was a letter from Yuriel. She wanted to buy expensive letter paper, but the expensive letter paper was small in size. For the price of one small sheet of letter paper, she would have been able to buy ten sheets of cheap letter paper. Yuriel always chose the cheaper option.

There were so many things she wanted to say to Raphlet that she could fill ten sheets of letter paper.

Even with that many sheets, Yuriel's handwriting became smaller day by day. She practiced how to write neatly so that even if her writing was small, it was still legible.

Although there was never a reply, Yuriel continued to write letters to Raphlet for seven years. Letters that she thought would never have reached Raphlet, were actually kept in the only private area of ​​his room, in pristine condition.

Yuriel carefully looked at the contents of the other sheets of paper.

Maybe it's a box for collecting letters. Then her letters are nothing special.

However, all the letters that were in the box were from Yuriel.

In front of each letter was a note summarizing the content of Yuriel's lengthy letter.

Yuriel's favorite food, disliked food, favorite weather, and others were organized according to Raphlet's categorization.

The method for categorizing the letters were the feelings when Yuriel sent the letter. It was organized into Yuriel’s sad days, happy days, and depressed days.

Seeing this, Yuriel was a little embarrassed because she only wrote letters of the happy days.

“Why did you collect them like this?”

She was also curious about why he had collected her letters and why he had categorized them according to the mood.

Maybe Lord Raphlet....

She once again started to have high expectations. Yuriel slapped her cheeks and came to her senses, and returned the letter box back into the drawer.

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Yuriel was waiting for Raphlet but returned to his room gloomy when she heard that his return would be delayed. It would take an extra day or so because there was some problem on the way back.

Yuriel entered Raplet's room and laid down on his bed.

She’ll have to clean up the room again before Raphlet comes back tomorrow.

Yuriel thought as she closed her eyes while laying in Raphlet's bed.

After a while, when she opened her eyes, Yuriel confirmed her vision and hardened.

"Ooph… !”

A clunking sound was heard from the raised wrists.

The gag, shackles, and blindfolds were blocking Yuriel's actions.