Are Teachers Allowed to Act Like This? (3)

Lying in a bed in the infirmary, I looked up at the ceiling I’d grown completely used to by now and thought.

‘I never thought I’d spend another night here.’

Professor Mella had insisted.

I seemed fine on the surface, but I’d fought a dangerous cultist.

—You might have been cursed or poisoned, or suffered internal injuries, so stay here tonight and let us monitor you.

‘Isn’t this over-treatment?’

It wasn’t like I had to pay for the treatment, anyway.

‘If this keeps up, will they make me live in the infirmary for a while if I really get hurt?’

If that happened, Maron, Elettra, and Lucy would surely say they wanted to nurse me and set up house here in the infirmary themselves.

The three of them naturally came to mind...