How to overcome obsessive-compulsive disorder
“Hey you.”
One night, as he watched Mitina happily stuffing her face with dinner as usual, he exclaimed.
“What is it?”
“…Is it delicious?”
“Yes. Today’s dinner was also delicious and there is nothing to complain about. It was a feast.”
After I politely said that, Kyelse went quiet, her expression inexpressible. She gazed at Mitina, who continued to enjoy her meal, and sighed softly.
“What’s the matter, sighing when you see someone’s face?”
“I’m astounded at your nerve, your impudence. Have you forgotten that you owe me a great debt?”
What is that story? Mitina stared into the distance, predicting what would happen next. She thought that even if he said it was to repay a favor, he probably wouldn’t be treated well anyway.
But as Kyelse had said, he owed her a huge debt of gratitude. It was all thanks to Kyelse that he had saved his life and resolved the magical accident the other day.
(I hope it doesn’t hinder the execution of the mission… well, I’ll do what needs to be done while following the rules. As for personality, Istaria-sama shouldn’t be a problem, and I’ll just have to do something about her obsession with cleanliness.)
Anyway, Mitina had made up her mind, she stopped eating and nodded slightly. Then, crouching as low as she could, she asked Kyelse.
“Is there anything you would like to request?”
“Think about that yourself. With that ordinary mind of yours, try your best to think of what you can do to repay me, the greatest knight, for all the trouble you’ve caused me.”
Seeing Kyelse already immersed in pleasure, it made him want to blurt out his usual nasty remark, but he desperately held it back and replied with reason.
“That’s fine, but what if the method of repaying my kindness that I’ve come up with with my limited brainpower isn’t to your liking, Kyelse-dono? I don’t want to repay my dear benefactor with insults, after all.”
“You have a good way of speaking…”
Even as she spoke in a shocked tone, Kyelse quickly turned her gaze to the wall as if thinking. Perhaps she too had thought that there was no way that Mitina could please her.
“…Then”
“yes”
So Kyelse stopped speaking for a moment. Her eyes wandered as if it was a little difficult for her to speak, but she somehow managed to continue.
“…Help me cure my germaphobia.”
“Hmm.”
“I, I should say that this isn’t because I’m a germaphobe, I’m just not used to interacting with people. So, yeah, even an idiot like you can probably manage it.”
Mitina had never expected that Kyelse would say that she wanted to cure her obsessive-compulsive disorder. She was so surprised that she couldn’t help but stare at Kyelse.
“Wh, what?! It’s too late for you to realize how beautiful I am now, I’ll charge you an admission fee…!”
“Sigh, sorry. I was wondering if you had any intention of curing your obsession with cleanliness, Kyelse-dono.”
When I told him honestly, he looked a little annoyed, but he immediately put on a fearless smile and spoke arrogantly in his usual tone.
“It’s a miracle that I even exist in this world, so it’s only natural that I hate dirt. I don’t really care if I can’t be cured. It’s a perfectly legitimate defense mechanism that keeps me, the ultimate beauty, pure.”
“Do you want to be cured or not?”
“Don’t you understand that I’m saying I’ll do it according to your level…?”
“is that so”
In other words, Kyelse’s reasoning seemed to be that she didn’t particularly care if she didn’t heal you, but since you were worried, she would heal you. It was a typical condescending logic of his.
But this was a good opportunity. The biggest obstacle to Kyelse’s marriage to Istaria was her extreme obsession with cleanliness. If she could just get rid of that, there would be a good chance that things would go well with Istaria, who knew all about Kyelse’s difficult personality traits.
He already hates her enough, so all she needs is a little push and they’ll get together. Or so the potato girl, who has no experience in love, thought.
“Okay then, let’s give it a try as soon as we finish dinner.”
“Ah, yeah.”
After enjoying her meal, Mitina spent time with Kyelse in the living room for the first time that day.
As Mitina sat down on the large sofa, Kyelse immediately sat down a short distance away. After closing the gap, she turned her whole body towards him.
“Let’s start by holding hands.”
“Then wash your hands.”
“I don’t think that would make sense though…”
“You can’t touch someone’s hand after eating!”
As Kyelse threw a tantrum, she sighed heavily. Even though she knew it was pointless, she thought she should start by getting used to it, so under his supervision she washed her hands thoroughly before touching his.
Looking closely at Kyelse’s hands, she saw that they were extremely beautiful, probably because she carefully groomed them every night. Her nails were thin for a man, and although the shape of her hands was rough like a man’s, they still exuded elegance, which somehow made her angry.
“How is it?”
“Hmph, this much is no problem.”
“Well, that’s what happens if you wash it that much…”
After being told off and forced to thoroughly clean even the gaps between her fingernails, Mitina said with a haggard look on her face. To be honest, if this level of cleanliness was required for all parts of her body that came into contact with each other, it would probably end up damaging her skin.
“I don’t think it’ll ever get better unless I try a few more times.”
“So, this isn’t my fault for being a germaphobe.”
“Yes, yes, you have no experience with physical contact, right? In that case, it would be even better if you gained some more experience. So… have you ever hugged someone before?”
If we can hold hands, then next time let’s try hugging each other. I boldly suggested this, but of course Kyelse had never had such an experience.
“……do not have”
“Is that so… you’ve never had parents or anything?”
Mitina, who had often been hugged by her adoptive mother, asked without thinking. For a moment, it crossed her mind that Kyelse’s parents had already passed away, but being overly considerate would only incur Kyelse’s wrath.
Hearing that question, Kyelse frowned slightly. Then she averted her gaze from Mitina and spat out the words.
“They wouldn’t do something like that to me…”
Hearing the muttering, which seemed to suggest there was some kind of reason behind it, Mitina lowered her eyes slightly. It seemed best not to delve any further into the details of her parents.
“Well, let’s get used to it. If this keeps up, there will be no chance of any skinship between you and your future wife.”
“Hmmm.”
“Well then, let’s give it a try.”
Somehow urging the dissatisfied Kyelse on, Mitina spread her arms wide. As she frowned at him, who was already slowly leaning back, the usual words came out of her mouth, naturally.
“Hey, if you want me to hug you, go wash your whole body nice and clean…!”
“I had already taken a bath when I got back.”
“I’m telling you to wash it again!”
“No, that won’t change anything. Now, please just bear with me for five seconds.”
If she waited for Kyelse to make up her mind, dawn would break. With that thought in mind, Mitina embraced Kyelse tenderly without giving her any time to think about it. She could easily sense the tension that had suddenly spread across his body, and it seemed as if she too would become agitated.
(Maybe he’ll roll his eyes and collapse…?)
But I counted to five in my head and glanced up, anticipating the worst-case scenario, knowing that if he had fainted I would have to think of another way to deal with it.
But.
“…”
Surprisingly, he seemed to be okay. Well, his face looked a little red, but he seemed fully conscious.
“Your face is red, are you okay?”
“! Don’t look at me!”
“Even if you say that, if we’re facing each other, we’ll be able to see each other’s faces.”
“Then turn around.”
Wondering if he was serious about curing her, Mitina reluctantly turned her back to him. For some reason, she heard Kyelse sigh heavily behind her, and she grabbed both of his hands and placed them around her abdomen.
“How about this one? So, does it seem okay?”
“Ah, yeah…”
“Well, let’s stay like this for a little longer.”
Surprised that Kyelse was able to withstand it, Mitina relaxed in his arms. Kyelse’s body was still tense from tension, but as she leaned over to him, it gradually relaxed.
The arms around her stomach gradually tightened, and their bodies pressed together. Mitina was naturally embraced in his arms, and she instinctively reacted to the feeling of his body against her back and arms.
(I thought all the Silver Knights were skinny young men and girls but… Kyelse-dono is quite, no, quite sturdy.)
There was not the slightest hint of loose flesh on his arms or chest. Instead, his well-trained physique was clearly visible, and I found myself feeling a strange sensation.
(It’s hot like this. I can hear his breathing right next to my ear. …It feels like déjà vu.)
Mitina had the feeling that something like this had happened before, but couldn’t remember and tilted her head. In the first place, this was probably the first time that Kyelse had hugged her.
They just held each other in their arms for a few minutes while they thought deeply. Mitina was surprised by Kyelse’s unexpected progress, but she gradually began to feel uneasy.
(What is this atmosphere? What on earth am I trying to do?)
Kyelse didn’t say a word. I wondered if she had fainted in this state, but her breathing and heartbeat seemed normal, so she should be fine. As for her heartbeat, it seemed a little fast.
Where is the end of this act? For some reason, Mitina also didn’t open her mouth, and suddenly his hand left his stomach and took Mitina’s hand.
“Hey, what’s with that hand!”
“Wha-what is it?”
“My nails are crooked and my skin is rough; what could have caused my hands to look like this…?”
“Ah, there…”
It seemed Kyelse had been curious about Mitina’s hands, which hadn’t been taken care of at all. Indeed, compared to Kyelse’s beautiful hands, hers were in tatters, covered in small scars and other things, typical of a warrior.
“Stay still.”
“Oh, it’s fine. I’ll be back after training anyway.”
Taking out his usual nail file, he began to file Mitina’s nails. She immediately tried to stop him, but for some reason Kyelse insisted on doing it.
“Even with training, if you take care of it every day, it won’t be like this.”
“Haa… If I have to do something so troublesome, I’d rather sleep and spare a single minute.”
“You too, get over that habit of always getting lazy.”
“I’m a very serious person at work, so I don’t feel the need to fix it.”
“this……”
While they exchanged silly jokes, Kyelse carefully cleaned Mitina’s nails. As I gazed upon her skillful technique, she suddenly muttered,
“Your hands are surprisingly small.”
“Well, it’s small compared to Kyelse-dono’s hand. I am still a woman, after all.”
“H-hmph! I’ve never thought of you as a woman!”
“I see, that’s good. It would just be troublesome if you were seen as a woman.”
“Hey, there’s nothing more honorable than being treated like a woman by me! Don’t cry later if I don’t pay you any attention!”
“Yes, yes.”
Perhaps because of the embrace, Mitina felt a little sleepy and leaned over to Kyelse again. The feeling of her nails being gently scraped was also quite pleasant, and she felt like she could fall asleep right away.
“Oi, hey…”
“Sorry, I’m sleepy.”
“You…”
“Hmm… Kyelse’s hand.”
With sleepy eyes, Mitina gently traced Kyelse’s hand with her free hand.
“It’s bigger than my hand, but it’s beautiful.”
“Huh…”
“It’s true that being touched by these hands may be a little intimidating…”
Then she suddenly opened her eyes because she felt something strange around her hips.
He must have noticed the strange phenomenon. However, now that he had realized that Mitina had already sensed it, his mind went blank and he couldn’t move.
Yes, you’re right. The medal of a passionate man.
It was a moment of awkwardness, but Mitina knew that remaining silent would be even worse, so she immediately spoke in a teasing tone.
“Wh, what is it, Kyelse-dono? Have you been building up something?”
As she spun around to face him, her plastered smile stiffened.
“Idiot, a woman shouldn’t say such vulgar things…!”
Naturally, it was the first time he had ever seen Kyelse with her face bright red.
With the atmosphere now such that it was no longer possible to deny it, Mitina also went quiet.
Leave a Reply