�are you okay.�
Repeating the only words she could say, Sirone rubbed Seriel�s back.
�are you okay.�Everything will be fine.��how much time has passed
Seriel�s breathing, which poured out tears until her clothes were wet, gradually regained stability.
�����Sorry.�
Unable to show her face, she pulled Sirone�s collar even more.
�I�m sorry.�When it�s hard, you can cry as much as you like.�No one doubts your best.�
Even if not everyone in the world.
Only then did Seriel raise her head and pout her lower lip.
�If you tell Amy, she will die.�Keep your mouth shut until I tell you.���haha!�okay.�Let�s see your hands first.��Seriel�s specialty was recovery magic, but somehow this situation was a matter of mood.
The wound was long, but fortunately not deep.
�How did you get excited?�
Seriel, who was sitting on a chair and receiving Sirone�s treatment, lit a cigarette.
�I don�t know either.�I�ve been having nightmares lately.�Maybe I should reduce the case inspection.�
Sirone smiled bitterly.
�that�s right.�Are you tired.�
�Emotional disease.�You have to look into the deepest inner side of that person.�It�s not going to be sane.�
Seriel turned her head.
�It�s really great.�How can you stand it?�If I were you, I would go crazy.�
�You are doing well enough.�After analyzing numerous cases, you made guidelines.�Just know that there are far more people you saved than people you couldn�t.�
�okay.�
Seriel was grateful.
�Ah, I called you because I wanted to ask you something.�Is it possible to go on a business trip?�
�business trip?�What is it?��Seriel extinguished her cigarette and searched her desk.
�Where have you been?�
Fumbling through the papers, she sat down on the floor and examined the scattered documents one by one.
�Yeah, this is it.�Would you like to see it once?�
When Sirone looked, the area where cases of emotional illness were received was marked on the map.
�One red dot is 100 people.�Less units will make it much more sophisticated, but that should be enough.�
�huh.�I know what.� JrNovels.com