《The Transmigrated Me is A Lowly Commoner [BL]》2.3
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"Hello, I am your new nurse. My name is Nurse Layla. Pleased to meet you"
Towa stared at the woman with black wavy hair and blue eyes bowing at him. "Are you the nurse Dr. Carl assigned to me ?" Towa asked with eyes full of sparkles.
"Yes. Is that a problem?" Layla tilted her head curiously.
"No. I'm just curious as to why Dr. Carl would bother himself with a dying patient like me" Towa laughed merrily.
Layla gasped. She waved her hands frantically in the air. "D-Dr. Carl is a nice bo—i mean, person ! He always takes a well care of his subor—i mean, patients ! He's just doing his job, that's all !"
Seeing the confusion in Towa's eyes, Layla quickly coughed and recovered herself. "As a Doctor, he wanted his terminal patient to be living a life worth living so they won't have any regrets and can die peacefully. As a nurse myself, i understood that notion as well. I want you, to be living a good and worthy life before God took you away !"
Towa laughed nervously while scratching his cheek with a finger. He sent a grateful smile towards Layla.
At the same time, the sunlight hits him and it made him look more majestic. Like a cat basking in the warm of the sunlight.
"Thank you"
Towa's eyes were warm when Layla blushed. She felt blood dripping from her nose and quickly excused herself.
The response from Towa was a warm laugh that reverberated around the room.
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Strings of curses can be heard from afar and the source can be found inside the Leviathan Mansion.
A man with long white hair,wearing a white t-shirt and black pants jumped out of a window.
The window shatters and the man landed graciously on the ground before taking off like a mad man.
Another figure wearing a golden lined black coat jumped out of the previously shattered window. Scowling as they glanced back at the window and then to the running man.
Visty landed on the ground and quickly took off to chase their lazy boss with two large spears on both hands.
The man with white haired shouted on the top of his lungs at the figure chasing him in top speed.
Visty charges through the forest when they found their boss on a dead end. Visty's grin was bloodthirsty as they swung their spear.
"Zack!"
Visty stopped mid-way while the man with white hair, now known as Zack, cheerfully greeted someone.
"You're lucky i stopped" Visty clenched their teeth and swung their spear at the ground.
Zack grinned at a girl with long brown hair before him.
"My lord and savior, Anna !!"
He tried to hug the girl, but instead, she moved and he hugged air instead.
"Not interested" Anna says. She smiled at Visty. "Visty, don't worry ! I'll fix that window for you ~!"
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"I'm your brother and this is how you treat me ?" Zack pouted.
Anna sighed. She turned to Zack, a stern expression on her face. She pointed at Zack.
"You ! The meeting is already starting ! As a don, that's unacceptable!"
Zack runs a hand through his white hair. His face shows confusion. "What meeting ?"
Anna's face reddened from anger. "Uuuuuughhh....AAAAAAH !!! VISTY ! CALL CARL BACK !! ZACK IS SO IRRESPONSIBLE WHEN CARL IS NOT HERE !!!"
Zack whistled happily. "You can't, lil sis. He's in Japan. Treating a terminal patient ~"
But too late, Visty already phoned Carl and is smirking. "On it"
Zack glared at Visty. "You little shi—but I KNOW HE WON'T ACCEPT ! HE GAVE HIS WORK TO YOU, LIKE A FEW WEEKS AGO !"
Visty ignored their loud boss and focused on the call. Sure, they had a fun camaraderie a few days ago. But once Zack pisses them off, there will be no gelato in the mansion.
"Teacher, i need your guidance—"
Visty froze. They distanced the phone frome their ear and stared at the Caller ID.
It says 'Teacher Carl' but, who is this ?! What's with this soft and gentle voice ?!
"Who is this ?" Visty asked sharply. Did his teacher kidnapped a child ?
Zack stayed silent, so do a spectating Anna. She's clearly eavesdropping. Anna signaled Visty to put the call on speaker.
Visty raised an eyebrow. This child seems to know a little bit of Italian. Still, Visty switched to Japanese.
"Where is Dr. Carl?"
"Hm...Should i call—"
Before Visty can finish their sentence, the phone was snatched by an eager looking Anna. "Hello~"
Anna chuckled at the cuteness. "I want to ask...i hope it's not a rude question... What is your sickness that kept our Carl there ?"
Anna could feel the other tensed. She felt bad for asking this, but she really needed to know if they can cure it in any way, shape or form.
She didn't know why she has this sudden urge to hug the boy and tell him that it's alright, i will save you. But she knew that their scientist, Nora, is developing a cure for a terminal illness.
"It's..a bit complicated...i don't want to talk about it. Sorry.."
Anna shook her head gently, feeling the other can sense she's shaking her head.
"Mmh...it's okay. I just wanted you to send Carl a message okay ? Tell him to come home soon because Nora found a cure to a terminal illness and it's very important"
Anna smiled.
The other was silent.
" 'Kay"
"Good. Ah, don't look at Carl's browser history. He's a nasty man. Bye~"
She hung the call up. She then felt stares around her and looked up. Visty and Zack were staring at her like a pair of hawk.
She raised her eyebrow. "What ?"
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Visty sighed. "You sly woman"
Zack stayed silent. His expression turned from confused to thoughtful.
"Where's the meeting?"
Anna's ears perked up. She beamed at her older brother, finally getting back to work !
"Meeting room V" she replied cheerfully. Zack sighed, he rubbed his forehead. "Why do we have so many meeting rooms. Honestly.."
Anna chuckled. She shrugged her shoulders. "Dunno. Ask Nonno¹. I'm sure he can provide us answers. After all this is his dimora²"
"Stop speaking in two languages. Not in the mood for thinking.." Zack waved his hand as he walked away from the group to Meeting Room V.
Well, he should ask Nonno why the hell does he need much meeting rooms ?
5 meeting rooms, honestly... He should just turn one into a room. Yes. He will.
He didn't know why but he'll do it.
Visty shouted at their boss who is walking away.
Instead of stopping and turning around, asking "what ?" Like a good boss, Zack gave Visty a middle finger.
"Vaffanculo !³"
Visty, enraged, chased their boss to the meeting room while shouting out curses.
Anna facepalmed.
Ah, Carl...why did you have to go ? Leviathan Mansion will be gone in mere days.
At least repairing it didn't dent their budgets. But if Carl is gone for too long, Leviathan Family's budgets will most likely go to damage control.
"Dio mio..⁴"
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After the girl hanged up on him, Towa hummed. She will most likely bait him with the cure for terminal illness and then get Carl to bring him to....wherever it is.
Maybe Italy. Because the first man (or woman?) called him 'teacher' in italy.
Also it's called 'terminal illness' because it's can't be cured, duh.
It's not terminal illness anymore if there's a cure. You can save another live other than him with that kind of cure.
Dr. Carl walked in with a can of orange juice in his hand, behind him is Nurse Layla. Bringing a tray with his dinner on it.
She placed it on top of his bedside table.
Towa gave the phone back to Dr. Carl.
"Thank you for letting me use it again...oh, and there's a call...i'm sorry. I accidentally accepted it.." Towa rubbed the back of his neck while averting his gaze away.
Dr. Carl stared at his phone. His finger moved and finally, his eyes shows a hint of understanding in them.
"Hm. What did they talked about?"
Towa looked down at the blanket and smiled shyly. "Ah..i-it's a girl...she says..someone named Nora..found a cure for someone who has t-terminal illness like me.."
He peeked through his eyelashes at Dr. Carl's stoic face.
Though hes showed a hint of surprise for a second before reverting back to his emotionless state.
"I see. Do you want to ?" He asked a very surprised Towa.
"Wh-what ? I-i mean...really ? I don't have any money though..."
"Nora is my friend. I'm sure he'll give us a leeway"
Towa looked panicked he frantically waved his hands in the air, though weakly.
"N-no! Dr. Carl! You can't! You've done s-so much for me ! So...um..i can't continue to...burden you with debts..i can't pay.."
Dr. Carl closed his eyes and calmly placed his phone on the table.
"If you are cured, surely you can work ? That way you can pay your debts to me with that"
Towa stopped panicking. He looked hesitant. Sure, he wanted to be cured...but most importantly...
I'm curious where System Happy went. Seriously, did the God purposefully separated us ?
He thought Dr. Carl might be System Happy, but he refused that idea because Carl is too...stoic. Sure, he's nice. But his System Happy knows more emotions than this man.
He thinks that Carl's brother is System Happy but Henry is too....extra ? He didn't know how to describe it, but hearing how Henry acts from Carl himself makes him think that Henry is very different from System Happy.
And to expand his search, Italy might be a good start. If he managed to get the cure—if it truly exist anyway— he can roam around the world in search for his System Happy.
He didn't know if they are lovers—System Happy did not manage to explain to him that part because they got transferred in this world almost immediately —, but he'd like to think that they are bound by fate.
After all, even if they are not bound by fate, he'll hone his skills and kill fate himself.
Towa nodded slowly.
"Alright" Dr. Carl opened his eyes. He turned to Layla who was preparing to feed Towa.
"Layla, pack your bags and Towa's. We'll be leaving for Italy"
He walked out of the room to call his boss.
Anna sure is one hell of a sly woman. Carl knew he had to be careful when dealing with the Little Sister of Don Leviathan. Her silver tongue is like a spider web, and he didn't like it one bit.
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1. Nonno : Grandfather.
2. Dimora: residence (i got this from google lol)
3. Vaffanculo: It’s the Italian equivalent of “fuck off” or “go fuck yourself,” but literally means something vaguely like “go do it in the ass.” “Culo” on its own (meaning “ass,” but in a much more vulgar way than the English can really translate)
4. Dio Mio: Dear God (once again. Found this in google)
Ahhh, sorry if anything is wrong. I searched basically italian words in google. Like the curses in italian too. 😂😂 some of them are funny ~
I copied pasted the meaning of vaffanculo.
Enjoy~
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