Taming The Villainesses novel Chapter 203

(EP-203.1) Summer #1

203 – Cold Summer #1

Aira woke up some time after that.

But it was enough time for people to be alarmed, calling priests and healers to determine the cause.

It might have been for a very long time, but for me, those moments felt exceptionally excruciating. It felt like the day was being endlessly stretched.

“.......”

Aira in bed, gradually woke up, blinking her long eyelashes and glancing around.

She didn’t show much surprise or embarrassment.

Rather, she was just calm. It felt as though she was reminiscing, gazing at a beautiful, long standing tree in her old hometown.

After a while, her black eyes finally fixed on me. Her soft lips parted and she asked.

“How long have I been lying down?”

“It’s been about thirty minutes.”

“I see...”

With that, our conversation briefly ended. It looked like she wanted to ask more, but Aira’s lips remained sealed.

On the contrary, I couldn’t stay still— I have many questions for Aira.

“Aira-nim, the priests and healers said it was due to sleep deprivation. It was the accumulated fatigue.”

“I haven’t been able to sleep well lately. I had to wake up early in the morning and listen to lectures.”

Was she simply admitting to collapsing due to lack of sleep?

Everyone was greatly alarmed when Aira suddenly collapsed after demonstrating magic. I even thought that she might have been hit by a poison dart from somewhere.

Fortunately, it was not a major illness or threat of assassination, but only symptoms of overworking and fatigue.

The sudden loss of consciousness was attributed to a sudden onset of drowsiness.

But, drowsiness?

Aira spent most of her days sleeping. For someone like her to suffer from sleep deprivation seemed incomprehensible to me. Ahh, my head hurt with all these complications!

“People must have been surprised.”

“We managed to cover it up somehow, so it should be fine. And Aira-nim’s health is more important than anything else. Still, sleep deprivation..., how did that happen?”

“Just as it sounds. I was lacking sleep.”

“But, Aira-nim, you are already getting enough rest.”

At my half-worried, half-doubtful question, Aira chuckled as if she heard the obvious.

“Theo, just as people have varying appetites, people also have different sleep needs.”

I knew that. But that was when the margin of error was relatively narrow, like 7 hours or 6 hours of sleep a day. Meanwhile, Aira slept an average of 8 hours or more.

For someone like her, suddenly collapsing because she was waking up a bit early to attend lectures and engage with people in the morning seemed quite problematic.

“... Rather, I had a very interesting dream. Dream of seeing the sea under the hot summer sun. The white sand is spread like chalk powder, with shells and crabs scattered about.”

Aira casually talked about her dream. But I knew that she was just trying to change the subject of the conversation.

Normally, I would have let it slide.

But after seeing her suddenly collapse in front of many people, I couldn’t just ignore it.

“Aira-nim, don’t you think you should undergo a thorough examination? I’m concerned that your continuous long sleeps might indicate a problem.”