I'm That Kind Of Talent (INTKOT X reader)

Chapter 2: The fright of a life

"WAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!! YOOOOOUNG LAADYYYYYYYY!!!!!!" A young looking girl accoutered in the generic maid outfit exclaimed out, crying dramatically as she sat at our dear mc's bedside and clinging to her body with tears dripping down her innocent doe eyes. (Y/n) couldn't help but shudder at how far the person's vocal cord range reached, she could feel her ears bleeding from her sobs alone but still kept a small polite smile on her face.

"Yes yes Zeni- I mean Perfidia. I apologize for causing you such worry." (y/n) tried to speak with a tone as calm as she could possibly utter once she had the opening to shut her up, mentally sweatdropping at the small twist of the tongue. Hoping she didn't notice. "The doctor said I should be fine after a couple of days of full rest, which, I've done plenty enough in my opinion." she added with a confident nod and patting the maid's back, the gesture might have looked like an attempt at comforting but it was more of a small signal to get the girl moving. The faster she left, the sooner peace would be back to (y/n)'s poor mind. 

"S-still.... You fainted while washing up three days ago and you couldn't even hold a simple tea cup earlier from how shaky your hands were my lady." Perfidia reminded with a small sniff, the worried expression on her face only deepening further as a result. It felt like looking at a wounded puppy. A snotty whimpering one, 'Definitely a beagle.'

"It was just a momentary muscle weakness and once again it's nothing too serious to be that worried about. Besides I've been feeling better lately! Enough to walk around at the very least so there's no need to tend over every little thing for me you know? You've already got more than enough work on your plate as is, isn't that right? (Come on take the hint!)" (Y/n) replied almost immediately with a straight face, a single semblance of doubt or deceit would make the girl go down the spiral of chaos and annoying whining all over again. Trust her, it comes from experience. Thankfully, her words seemed to reassure the girl enough to get her to stop clinging to her as if she would die at any moment. Sighing in relief after the maid finally excused herself with some small protests and went back to her duties.

"Ha.... at last...." (y/n) mumbled to herself as she slumped slightly more into the bed to be comfortable. Looking down at her shaky hands. She just couldn't seem to understand why that girl was so keen and insistent on taking care of her, even if she was her personal maid, the amount of doting and protectiveness felt excessive. Overbearingly so but she's a nice girl with good intentions at the same time so (y/n) doesn't have the heart to push her away.... Argh! Enough about her, finally some peace and quiet! But most importantly.... some alone time to think and summarize everything that happened during her entire stay in this body.

Excluding the traumatic wound event of course, she would rather prefer to not relive the memory.

(Y/n) crossed her arms over her chest as she looked up at the pure white ceiling that oddly reminded her of her hospital room. Except hospitals don't have beds this comfortable!~♡. She cupped her chin, rubbing it in deep contemplation. Hum.... so three days ago and the time she transmigrated into this world, she apparently fainted in the bath and almost drowned herself. Yeah that's what happened after that more than conveniently placed cliffhanger, just thinking about it made her feel extremely embarrassed, especially with how Perfidia made such a ruckus about it when she found her submerged in the water. 'She could have just dealt with it quietly!!'

You ask how or why it happened? Yeah count her out. (Y/n) is as clueless about it as the 'doctor' that came to examine her and simply concluded that it must have been a simple hit of fatigue. Not convinced at all and a super shallow diagnosis but okay, she will go with the flow once again like always. 'A good rest should be enough' he said.

After that, (y/n) was forcefully confined to this horrifyingly comfortable bed for that entire three days period! She wasn't even allowed to get up and do something productive like investigating the room or anything else really, not with how obnoxiously present Perfidia was. 'Rest my ass! There's only stress and frustration!'. So anyways, she managed to sneak around at night to search if not then she would instead try to see if she had any memories about the owner of this body but it was far too fuzzy and fragmented, of course nothing she could base much on except general information or it would be too easy she figured. Will things get clearer once she gets out of this room? Thankfully (y/n) managed to scavenge Perfidia's name in time, otherwise the things that could have followed would be disastrous. Maybe she should just feign memory loss at this point, gonna blame it all on a failed 'bloodletting'.