ad a cold for two weeks.
But there was a decisive difference between Kimyoumaru and Shizuko.
The difference between “knowing” and “not knowing” of a working treatment.
And Shizuko knew it.
And, besides the one in her head, she also had another one that accompanied her from the modern era and had started already collecting dust in an unseen place.

(To think a time would come to use that thing we had to buy as supplementary teaching material for health and physical education.)

In the modern era, it would be easier and more reliable to go to a hospital instead of relying on something like this.
Up until now, she had only treated it as a paperweight and not considered it to be of particular importance.
But seeing Kimyoumaru’s behavior, Shizuko realized how much the vast timespan of 400 years had let several fields of research advance.

“Listen to me, Chamaru-kun.
Getting well starts with the mindset.
It might hurt right now, but it’s not the time to be weak.
Rather, I would like you to tackle the illness with the mindset of ‘Come here you bastard’.”

“Don’t ask the impossible.
Even the medicinal bath decocted by the pharmacist…  *Cough cough*  had no effect.
What more am I to do?”

“Do away with strange cures such as that.
Anyway, I have a secret weapon for this.
I’ll go fetch it from my house, so just stay calm and rest until I’m back.”

Shizuko said while rubbing Kimyoumaru’s forehead with her index finger.
The elderly educator behind her was about to faint frothing at the mouth, but Shizuko paid him no mind.

“Will my illness be… cured?

Kimyoumaru said, sounding somewhat expectant, like a drowning man clinging to driftwood.
Shizuko replied with a cheerful expression on her face.

“Just leave it to Shizuko-Oneesan!”



Borrowing a horse, Shizuko returned to her home.
Without explaining the circumstances to Aya, she shot off an order as she entered the house.

That the usually pedestrian Shizuko could ride a horse was not because she had particularly liked it in the past, but rather because Niwa had taught her.
In preparation for the worst case scenario, Niwa had taught her horseback riding, but Shizuko was not aware of his intentions and simply learned it as he had told her to.

“I brought some radish, honey, scallion, and ginger some time ago, right? Also please prepare some charcoal as well.
Pack all of that into this bag please.”

Handing over the leather backpack she was usually wearing to Aya with fluid movements, Shizuko went into her room without waiting for an answer.
Inside, Adelheit, Ritter, and Lutz were all curled up together.
They looked at Shizuko perplexedly, probably surprised by the sound of Shizuko opening the sliding door quickly.

Once they realized that it was Shizuko who had entered, the three trodded towards her with wagging tails.
After petting the three of them in turn, Shizuko walked to something sitting in the corner of her room.

(…there we…go.)

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It was the tightly sealed wooden box Aya wanted to peek inside.
Inside were the things Shizuko had brought with herself when she had traveled back in time.
Besides products of modern technology, there was something in there which she had kept a secret from Nobunaga.

After undoing the seal, Shizuko slowly opened the lid of the box.
Of course, the thing that would stick out at the first glance was a book titled “Ancient to Modern: Weapon’s Catalogue”.
Although “book” was barely appropriate as it was thick enough to club a person to death with, almost like an encyclopedia.

There was however a similarly thick book inside there.
It was a completely red book which, unsuitably for health and physical education teaching material, focused on home remedies and cures.
It covered a vast amount of maladies, depicting the symptoms and treatment methods for illnesses and injuries that didn’t need expert knowledge.

Furthermore, it addressed topics of popular interest, contained a checklist for self-diagnosis of illnesses and injuries, as well as some simple medical tools such as a thermometer.
Shizuko had no idea who the intended target audience for this book was.
Needless to say, the students of Shizuko’s school thought that they were forced to buy it due to the influence of someone owning the rights to the book.

As it was just as heavy as it was thick, and just properly going to the hospital was the better thing to do, most students held the book in low regard.
There were other reasons as well.
In Shizuko’s era, electronic books were widespread, making paper books a rarity.

In order to prevent the loss of printing and bookbinding skills despite this, teaching material for school as well as certain novels were the only books made of paper.
Everything else, be it newspapers, advertisement leaflets, manga, novels, magazines, practical, literary or photo books published by private companies, was published only in electronic form.

Shizuko was used to this as well and had many books saved on her smartphone.
But between Shizuko adding things she might like or not with a single click, and her sister Kyouko buying e-books with it, even Shizuko herself didn’t know what exactly was on her smart phone by now.

I won’t get any new ones, so I can make a list now.)

She thought while putting the red book into her bag and started to close the box again when she spotted her smartphone.
She unconsciously picked it up and tapped on the screen, browsing through the data inside without any particular purpose.
Looks like two years were too short to cure a modern girl like Shizuko from the always-check-your-smartphone habit.

She skimmed through the articles she had saved locally like this for a while.
Originally, she had planned to put it away after feeling somewhat satisfied by the random browsing.
But after spying an article on a new site, her finger abruptly stopped.


It was an article about a commonplace occurrence in the modern world.
“Something” would always come into play during city reconstruction, but in truth, it was a miraculous material that resulted after many iterations.
Plus, the article said making “it” was low-cost and eco-friendly.
But that wasn’t what had caught Shizuko’s attention.
It was the ingredients needed to make “that”.
Looking at the ingredient list to make “that”, Shizuko unconsciously smiled.

“To think there was such a nice article in here.
*Chuckle* I just can’t not make use of this.”

After going over the article one more time, Shizuko switched off the smartphone and put it back inside the wooden box.
She then closed the box before resealing it.
She had intended to return to Kimyoumaru’s mansion like this, but there was something she needed to do before.

As time was pressing, she wrote the necessary things on a piece of paper, folded it in four, and left the room carrying her bag.
When she arrived at the entrance, Aya was waiting there, having finished the preparations.
Taking the baggage she had requested from her, Shizuko handed Aya the folded piece of paper.

“Please gather these things.
I would be happy if you could gather a lot of this for me.”

Please take care.”

“I will.
Just need to quickly cure a cold.
I will come back tomorrow morning.”

Shizuko left the house in a decidedly cheerful mood so as to not make Aya too concerned.
Expectedly, Aya sighed slightly at Shizuko’s carelessness.
But within that sigh, a small smile crept onto her face.
As though watching over a troublemaker, Aya saw Shizuko off before opening the paper she had been handed.

“… Does she want to make plaster?”

Aya unconsciously muttered while looking at what was written down.

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