There's nothing wrong with wanting to be useful

"Urk--"

You know those times when you keep eating carelessly until you feel bloated and nauseous? Yeah...that was what I felt.

Different from earlier, the pollution of mana in the storm cloud was greater, and I had no confidence I could maintain its form if I took it out. So I decided to keep the pollution inside my system.

But now I felt like throwing up.

"Sweetheart--"

"'m okay--just...ugh, feels icky," I swiftly said so Natha would stop worrying. "Like--uhh--eating something bitter and rotten," I shuddered.

[Jade not like it. Disgust]

The little bird, who got its energy back now that the air had been purified, chirped loudly from my shoulder. "You're not the one who 'eat' it," I grumbled and poked the chubby cheeks.

"I think it'll be better if you throw it up, Young Master," Lesta said, and like the competent right-hand man--err, demon?--that he was, he already held an empty pot or jug or whatever in his hands.