Danmachi Short stories

Turning the clock (Final Part)

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In the Dian Cecht Familia hospital, a cluster of nurses and doctors had gathered at the far end of the ward, their hushed murmurs growing louder as they examined the latest anomaly.

"So, you're saying we don't even need to give a potion for this to wear off?" 

One nurse asked skeptically, her brow furrowed as she glanced between the chart in her hands and the red vial held by the doctor.

"That's correct," 

The doctor replied, his tone calm but tinged with curiosity. He turned the vial over, watching the viscous liquid inside swirl under the light.

 "According to the data, the effects should fade on their own. If these observations are accurate, it shouldn't take much longer."

The nurse tilted her head, her expression softening but still holding a hint of doubt as she muttered-

 "I don't know... It feels strange to just wait it out. Should we find Amid-sama and let her know?"

Another nurse chimed in, her voice carrying a note of uncertainty.

 "That might be best. She'd want to stay informed about something like this."

The doctor shook his head slightly, offering a reassuring smile. 

"It should be fine. There's no immediate danger, and we're monitoring it closely. If anything changes, we'll inform her right away."

The nurses exchanged glances but ultimately nodded, though the unease lingering in their eyes suggested they weren't fully convinced.

Meanwhile, in another part of the city, tension crackled like a live wire in the air. Alfia's icy glare bore down on the group of girls who stood defensively in front of Bell. Her piercing eyes scanned each of them, her expression an unreadable mask of cold fury. Her posture, rigid and commanding, was a stark contrast to the tension rippling through the group.

Amid: *Nervous* I-It's M-Miss Alfia!

Her voice wavered, panic flickering in her wide eyes as she stepped back instinctively.

Kaguya: Not good...

She whispered, her usual confidence replaced by a tense grimace. Her grip on her sword tightened for a brief moment before she forced herself to ease up.

Lefiya: O-Oh...

Her hands trembled as she clutched her staff, fear evident in her every movement.

Ryu: T-This is-

Her voice caught, green eyes darting to Alfia with a rare trace of uncertainty.

Aiz: Trouble? Is this going to be bad?

Tilting her head slightly, Aiz's golden eyes flickered with cautious curiosity.

Without hesitation, the group acted. Ryu, Aiz, and Kaguya swiftly sheathed their swords in near perfect unison, while Lefiya's staff slipped from her trembling hands, hitting the ground with a soft thud.