Operation Ama-no-Iwato
“Then, excuse me. Search Open.”
““Huh?””
I hear the surprised voices of Count Reluta’s wife and Ed, but I focus on Search.
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[Saelmira Eden]From the Elfa Kingdom. Elf. Fourth daughter of Marquis Eden. Age 14.
Status: Unconscious. Malnourished. Mana depletion.
Note: Brought from the Ania Kingdom as a slave.
Mana depletion caused by maintaining a barrier.
To regain consciousness, an MP potion is required.
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“Joan… can Search information actually show up like that?”
“It’s because it’s Search S. Probably. Anyway, I’ll go get a mana potion.”
Saying that, I left the hospital room. If her mana depletion can be resolved and she can wake up, I want her to drink it as soon as possible.
I receive a high-grade mana potion from the apothecary and return to the room. I hand it to the maid waiting by the wall and have her give it to Young Lady Saelmira. According to the maid, she had somehow been able to drink small amounts of water until now. It took some time, but she drank it all. Before long, her complexion brightened, and her pale lips returned to a cute, healthy pink.
“I’m so glad…”
Count Reluta’s wife held Saelmira’s hand and shed tears.
“Father, what about the rabbit-girl? If she’s in the same condition, she needs a mana potion too.”
“You’re right… Normally, using Search without permission would be questionable, but this is no time for that. Please, Joan.”
“Yes. Search Open.”
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[Rabby]From the Ania Kingdom. Rabbitfolk. Jo Company, eldest daughter. Age 14.
Status: Unconscious. Malnourished. Mana depletion.
Note: Brought from the Ania Kingdom as a slave.
Mana depletion caused by overusing earth magic.
To regain consciousness, an MP potion is required.
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“Father, she’s also suffering from mana depletion.”
“Yeah. Gray.”
“Yes, here.”
Gray had already gone to get a high-grade mana potion. Just like before, the maid carefully gives it to her. Before long, her complexion also starts returning.
“I’m so glad…”
“All that’s left is to wait for them to wake up… but who knows when that’ll be?”
Even before losing consciousness, they were probably barely fed in the underground cell. That explains the malnutrition. Ever since being rescued, they’ve only had water from Aqua. Mana potions can’t cure malnutrition, and this world doesn’t have IV drips. Forcing them awake is impossible. They need to wake up naturally…
“Oh! Ama-no-Iwato!”
“““Ama-no-Iwato?”””
The legend where Amaterasu Omikami hid herself in the Heavenly Rock Cave, and the eight million gods held a festival outside to lure her out—Amaterasu peeked out, and they pulled her from the cave.
“… So I was thinking, maybe the sleeping girls will wake up if they sense a fun atmosphere. I call it: ‘Operation Ama-no-Iwato.’”
Father, Gray, and Ed all think over my explanation.
“But will it really work like that story?”
“Ed, don’t you think it’s worth trying? Better than doing nothing.”
“Well… true.”
“Then let’s try it. Joan, can you prepare?”
“Yes.”
I take out mats, cushions, and mini tables from Storage and set them up with help from the maid and Gray. On the mini tables, I arrange sweets, dishes, and a tea set. The sweets are pound cake and ripple pie. The dishes: fried chicken, curry & naan, and a giant snake eel-style rice bowl.
“Joan, I brought them.”
I asked Father to call Tony and Mr. Gator as well. The two of them stared, wide-eyed, at the unfamiliar dishes.
“Even if you can’t speak, you must be hungry, right? I prepared delicious food with good smells so the girls might wake up. If you’d like, would you join us?”
When I say that, they both nod eagerly.
Father introduced Tony and Gator to Ed and the others, and everyone except Gray and the maid sat on the mats. While I explained the sweets and dishes, Gray brewed ripple tea and the maid served it.
“Please, go ahead.”
Father reached for the pound cake first and begins to eat. Seeing that, the others start eating whatever they like.
“This is great! As usual, Joan’s cooking is amazing.”
“My, Ed, do you always get to eat food this delicious? That’s unfair.”
Count Reluta’s wife puffed her cheeks a little as she said this to Ed, who’s stuffing his mouth with fried chicken. She’s an elf, so she looks younger than her age to begin with, and her puffed-cheek expression is incredibly cute.
Meanwhile, Tony beams with a huge smile after tasting the fried chicken. His tail swishes side to side. He tried to move his mouth to express how good it was, but no voice came out, and he looked frustrated. When I asked if it’s tasty, he nodded so vigorously his head might come off.
A smiling tiger-eared pretty boy—priceless.
Mr. Gator focused intently on the curry and the eel-style rice bowl. Being a beastman and a guard, the food disappeared quickly. I took out extra sandwiches and savory bread from Storage. Those, too, vanish rapidly into Ed’s and Gaeta’s stomachs.
Wow… They’re still eating.
Where in that lean-muscular body of Ed’s is all that food going?
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