Date Story/Diablo

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Health Management of the Loyal Butler

Home, staircase. Three days ago, you exhausted your magic and are now plotting your getaway. Transcender: Under Diablo's "careful care", I've been bedridden for three days! Three days! Today will be the last day-

Diablo: What are you doing, Transcender?

Transcender: Ah!! Diablo?! How are you here...

The Secretary, clad in elegant black attire, quietly materializes before you, respectfully blocking your path.

Diablo: You haven't fully recovered yet; it would be wise to remain in bed. Should you require anything, please don't hesitate to inform me.

Transcender: (It's precisely because I wanted to leave you that I acted so furtively!)...

Diablo: From your demeanor... might I inquire if you are contemplating sneaking out?

Transcender: Sneaking out... that's not quire right. I'm not a criminal... I have the right to my own choices!

The atmosphere grows tense as Diablo's refined features adopt a serious expression, causing you to hesitate before meeting his gaze.

Diablo: Please refrain from joking about your health. Lord Rimuru has entrusted me with your care until you are completely well.

Transcender: I have fully recovered!

Diablo: Then please place your hand in mine, and allow me to perform a power assessment.

Warmth flows from your overlapping palms, with bright spots of light surrounding you, easing the tension in Diablo's demeanor.

Just as a glimmer of hope arises, Diablo mercilessly shakes his head in this tender atmosphere-

Diablo: Not yet.

Transcender: Why?!

Diablo: Your power has not yet fully recovered, and your physical condition is still weak. You see, these past few days you've been suddenly falling asleep.

Transcender: It's just that I'm so bored, I have to use sleep to kill time!

Diablo: Moreover, you lack appetite and always seem reluctant during meals.

Transcender: That's because you always make those green, healthy meals! I want to eat meat...

Diablo: W-What...! So you don't actually like the healthy meals I prepare for you...

Transcender: N-No, it's not that I don't like them... it's just...

Noticing your reluctance to voice your thoughts, Diablo suddenly lowers his head and solemnly says:

Diablo: Transcender, I sincirely apologize for not preparing food to your taste. As compensation... I permit you to go out.

Transcender: Huh, really?

Diablo: Certainly. However, I must request to accompany you. i cannot disobey Lord Rimuru's orders.

The wind lifts the sheer curtains, and Diablo, bathed in bright sunlight, bows slightly to you.

Without hesitation, you nod. Having Diablo accompany you on an outing isn't so bad, is it?