The sounds of beeping from the machine woke me up from my memories continuing. I searched for Luke inside this room to find that he wasn't here. It was strange since I was always used to seeing his face as the first thing I saw. My ears wiggled as I could hear the conversation below this floor. I froze when the topic was about me.
"Rika can't eat these kinds of food. She usually gets sick immediately," Luke let my parents know.
"This is why I tightly control what she can touch," he explained.
"I didn't think she would be this frail," my mom's voice dripped with guilt.
"Please don't give her any food from now on," his voice softened.
I guessed not a long time had passed since he hooked me up to the medical equipment. I stiffened when Luke started to lead them towards the infirmary. This did explain why the more highly advanced medical supplies were placed out of sight here. He turned the doorknob to open the door as if he was bringing them here to show his point.
"Mom, dad, Evan!" I waved to them.
They awkwardly stood in the entryway as they stared at the number of machines I was attached to. My shoulders slumped since it looked like I was in a hospital room. Making my condition appear more serious than what it actually was. I was getting too used to being inside here that I felt that the number of equipment in here meant nothing to me.
"I'm fine, this just exaggerates everything," I attempted to remove one of the needles.
"Keep it on you," my dad quickly refuted.
"I'm really fine," I tried to get up from the bed.
"Rika," Luke warned me to stay in the bed.
"Fine!" I sat back down.
Luke began to check on all the machines as he checked my status of how I was on recovering. My family remained silent as Luke studied all the results and made adjustments to each of them. I sighed as the atmosphere was turning gloomier by the minutes.
"This is why I try to control what Rika can eat and drink," Luke's words left a bigger impact on them with me inside this room.
This was not true. It was happening from all my memories returning to me from the memorila and he knew it. He was just using the jelly as an excuse and me falling down the stairs to separate me more from my family. This way, I would leave the first district less often like what the Roselia family wanted.
"Do you actually believe him?" I felt this was ridiculous.
"My body isn't that weak," I couldn't admit that my body was still healthy after visiting this room so often.
"Like who would actually faint from eating a small piece of jelly?" I pointed out.
My mom looked at me, totally believing Luke's words that I was the person who would faint from a tiny package of jelly. She didn't know how I sneakily ate them whenever Luke wasn't around to watch me. In fact, none of my family members seemed to believe me, all on Luke's side. Sometimes I wondered if Luke wasn't their actual son with all that trust they placed in him.
"Thank you for taking care of Rika," my mom turned to Luke.
I sighed since there was nothing to thank him for. To let me get some rest, they decided to leave the room as Luke continued to give them a tour of the other parts of the mansion. Looking at all the settings, I found that Luke wanted me to stay inside this room for the entire day. Peeking at how he always changed the settings, I began to press similar buttons on the screen to turn them all off. This wasn't how I was going to spend my vacation.
I winced as I pulled all the needles he attached from me. My family members acted like the perfect distraction as I could sneak out to the manga and light novel rental room. I had enough money in my bank account made by my parents that wasn't under the control of the Roselia family. Opening the windows, I looked if anyone was looking before jumping outside.
I smiled as I safely landed on the ground. But strangely, someone tapped on my shoulder when there should be nobody here. I slowly turned my head, finding Luke right behind me. There were also my family members, confused how I was suddenly in front of them when I was inside the infirmary a moment ago. I couldn't believe they were below the infirmary the entire time, looking around in the garden.
"I wanted to look around the garden since being inside the infirmary was boring," I explained.
I plucked some random beautiful flowers and made it into a bouquet before passing it to my mom. I brilliantly smiled, "I thought walking around would help instead of being inside a stuffy room all day."
Unfortunately, before I could defend myself even further, my body wobbled, unstable and legs weak. As usual, Luke opened his arms as I ended up collapsing in them. Why did these memories have to come to me so randomly?
"Rika, you can't talk to the teachers like that," Luke privately called her over after class finished.
"But they weren't giving any breaks," RIka crossed her arms.
Rika thought of the teachers in school the same way of the privately hired tutors in his mansion. The tutors would always give into her whenever she would extensively whine for a break once she got tired. However, the teachers here were merciless and would continue their lessons. But once they couldn't take her whining anymore, they would throw her out of the classroom.