|Author: Kiriya Kadzuki||Original Source: Syosetu||Word Count: 1336 characters|
|Translator: Nomad||English Source: Re:Library||Word Count: 549 words|
|Proofreader: Silva||Editor(s): Deximus_Maximus|
The rain showed no signs of wanting to stop and it was almost time for Grana to come pick them up. It was raining more than earlier, and thunder could be heard. It soon turned into a full-blown thunderstorm that covered the entire village. Luthors clung to Schenna’s arm and began trembling.
“Luthors, are you scared of thunder?”
“I can’t handle thunder… It reminds me of the time when I lost Carla and got chased.”
Apparently Luthors had some sort of trauma with thunder.
As she remained crouched while covering her ears, Schenna gently patted her back trying to calm her down.
“It’s okay. Calm down, I’m here with you.”
It was hard to imagine Luthors like this compared to her usual self, but it was obvious the events of her past were the cause of her current behavior.
When Schenna accompanied Luthors to get questioned by the officer, she mentioned her sister Carla had let herself be killed so Luthors could escape, and Schenna also remembered that it was raining in their encounter during her escape.
“I’m scared of thunder… I don’t want to lose any more important people!”
“I won’t leave you. I know you had a rough past, but there’s no one who would try taking something away from you anymore.”
It just kept thundering and it was almost time for Grana to be there.
Schenna carried Luthors on her back and began walking towards the highway leading out of the village.
“I’ll cook your favorite food when we get back. And on our next holiday, let’s go buy the continuation of that manga we read under the tree.”
Schenna kept talking to Luthors, trying to distract her from the thunders.
Luthors nodded slightly, but another thunder roared, making her start crying and shaking her head.
“Carla… I’m sorry I was the only one left alive. Forgive me…I’ll go meet you soon so…”
“Don’t say stupid stuff like that! Your sister would never want you to do that. Everyone else and I also don’t want that. Try to calm down!”
When they reached the entrance of the village, Grana was already waiting for them there, worried because of the rain.
Noticing the two, he ran up to them, feeling even more worried upon seeing Luthors being carried on Schenna’s back.
“Did something happen in the village? It’s not normal for her to be this weak.”
“I’m so glad you’re here! Please take us to the restaurant!”
“Of course, hold on tight.”
Grana chanted the teleporting magic and they were transported to their dining room in Shalteux.
Reesha and Petra were talking there, but as soon as they saw Luthors’ state, they came running over to see her.
“She’s seriously debilitated. Carry her to her bed, then can you take care of her, Grana?”
“I’ll do that immediately.”
Schenna carried her to the second floor and lay her on her bed, then Schenna told Grana what had happened.
He was not used to treating mental problems, but he still promised he would do all he could and began treating her immediately.
After Petra asked what her symptoms were, she replied with a single medical term.
“Luthors-san probably has post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD).”
Schenna was lost for words while Grana’s expression looked somber.