[Episode 70489] [Episode 70489]
Nabiki lit a fire, and took a sponge bath with the remaining water she’d brought from the well out back last night. As she cleaned up, her thoughts drifted away from her body’s demands and back to her apprehensions about her future. She would be attending healing classes at the hospital for a while and then would be sold again. What kind of owner would she have next? What would her first day of classes be like?
She fetched more water and distractedly prepared a simple breakfast. She tidied up the place a bit as she kept the breakfast from burning every few minutes. Breakfast was ready a bit early. Rather than let it get cold, she brought it up to her master and served him breakfast in bed. His knowing smirk as he accepted his breakfast and started to eat it a bit suggestively while she knelt respectfully beside his bed both infuriated and aroused her. Right there she decided that she would be glad to attend classes at the hospital just to get away from him for a while. He was just barely keeping the letter of his agreement, and she was being tormented from within and without.
The hospital was actually only a few blocks away. It certainly didn’t match the picture she’d had in her mind when she’d heard the word hospital. Rows of beds hadn’t been too much of a stretch, but these beds were larger than she was accustomed to seeing in a hospital and almost always had more than one person, sometimes several, in the bed. It usually wasn’t hard to tell which one was injured and who was caring for them. For one thing, the ones doing the caring were usually as voluptuously rounded as she had first feared she would end up at the start of the game.
It soon became clear that among the healers, a very developed figure was a sign of status. From the very start, Nabiki was treated like pond scum by most of the other healers in the hospital. Socially, she was even more lonely here than she had been selling adventurer gear. Just because she didn’t have an exaggerated figure.
It turned out that close physical intimacy and generally lots of skin contact was required to use her class’s healing talents. Some healers preferred the closest possible intimacy, but that was more a preference than a requirement. It turned out that exaggerated tactile sense actually served to significantly lessen the surface area Nabiki needed to share with her assigned clients. A master healer stopped by every so often and coached her a bit.
It wasn’t nearly as bad as she’d initially feared when she saw the rows of doubly occupied beds. As a very low-status student of medium-level healing, her assignments were in fact charity cases that were in a bad enough way they rarely had enough energy to take advantage of the situation. Being in bed with the severely wounded had temporarily settled her own libido too.
She had studied there for three and a half long, draining days, and was just barely beginning to reach the stage where she was able to successfully heal more often than she failed.
She’d been caring for a dwarven fighter who’d been sacking a wizard’s tower and been caught in a lab explosion. A dangerous, desperate business, but he’d come closer to getting away with it than most. If he hadn’t been so strong, he would have died. His comrades, purses and hides in sorry shape too, had left him on the doorstep of the hospital and made themselves scarce.
Nabiki had been metaphysically reaching out to link with the wounded dwarf and heal him. She thought she might be getting close, when there was a very odd feeling that something significant had occurred.
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