Episode 3. There was no such description in the novel?

"Ian-nim, are you in? I'm here for my treatment."

A thin, soft female voice drifted in from outside the door.

At that moment, an emergency siren started blaring frantically inside my head.

My scheduled appointments were all finished.

Besides, there was no reason for any woman to come looking for me at this late hour of the night.

'Who is it?'

Flustered, I bit my fingernails without realizing it.

The room was dimly lit, with only the faint light of a lamp flickering.

What if that door opened right now and she caught me with my eyes wide open?

"Ian-nim? Are you asleep? I'll just..."

"...?"

"...come in, okay?"

"...!"

I wasn't even given time to panic while biting my nails.

The flimsy wooden door was already beginning to creak open inward.

'N-No!'

Instinctively, I threw myself onto the bed and curled up.

Then, acting as if I had just woken up from a deep sleep, I sat up with groggy movements.

"...Who is it? At this late hour."

I turned my head toward the empty air, keeping my eyes thoroughly unfocused.

Then, I tilted my ear slightly toward the direction of the sound.

"Ah... I'm sorry. You were sleeping."

The woman stepped inside, closing the door carefully behind her.

Hearing her voice from a bit closer, her identity finally clicked in my mind.

"Vivian-nim...?"

Vivian Belmont.

She was the young lady of the Baron Belmont family in the novel, and one of my fairly regular customers who often came to me, a blind therapist, to loosen up her ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠stiff muscles.

"I'm really sorry for visiting at such a late hour. It's just that..."

Vivian clutched the hem of her robe tightly, looking restless as she carefully continued.

"...the pain in my shoulder got so severe."

The end of Vivian's voice trembled slightly.

Keeping my gaze fixed on the empty air, I quickly ran through the settings of the original novel in my head.

'By the way, when did House Belmont fall again...?'

The Baron Belmont family, to which Vivian belonged, was currently a normal and prosperous noble family that envied no one.

However, in the future, the entire family would face a gruesome downfall due to the vicious scheme of the Imperial Princess.

And Vivian Belmont, having lost everything, was a supporting character with a decent amount of screen time who would awaken as a knight, dreaming of revenge against the Imperial Princess who dragged her into the abyss.

'Well, it has nothing to do with me anyway.'

I was just a mere extra who decorated the background of the world, someone who didn't even get a single line of description in the novel.

Whether her family ruined itself in the future and she became a revenger or not was none of my business.

Of course, that remained true even now.

"It is fine. What does day or night matter in the face of pain?"

"Then, may I come in?"

"Of course. Why don't you come over here and sit down for a moment?"

At my gentle reply, Vivian finally let out a sigh of relief, walked over to the treatment bed, and sat on the edge.

"Please look straight ahead. I will start by checking your shoulder."

While Vivian turned her head to look straight ahead as instructed, I used the blind spot of her gaze to stealthily observe her face and figure.

"...!"

When I had lost my sight, she was someone I could only deduce through the touch of my fingertips and her voice.

But seeing Vivian's actual appearance now that I had regained my sight was truly overwhelming.

'...Wow, crazy. Seriously crazy.'

Her smooth, subtly glowing pink hair, and her unique pink pupils that sparkled like jewels even in the dark.

And above all, what surprised me was her figure.

'I knew they were big... but seeing them visually, it's incredible.'

Those overwhelming body parts, which did not match her slender frame, swelled as if they would burst through the fabric with ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠every breath she took, asserting their presence.

I swallowed hard without realizing it.

"Um, Ian-nim...?"

Did she feel my gaze?

Vivian suddenly turned her head to look at me.

I quickly bounced my gaze back to the empty air.

"Ah, yes."

"How is my body's condition?"

"First, may I place my hands on your shoulder, Vivian-nim?"

"...Yes, please."

Keeping my gaze on the random wallpaper, I carefully reached out both hands and touched Vivian's right shoulder.

The skin touching my fingertips was slick with sweat, but the tension of the tightly knotted muscle was transmitted to every joint of my fingers.

'Hmm, it feels like the shoulder ligament is slightly stretched?'

At that moment, my eyes flashed.

The Eye Opening skill I had acquired along with regaining my sight.

This was a chance to test it.

'Eye Opening.'

I only chanted it in my mind, but a translucent hologram window popped up with a 'pat' at the edge of my vision, which I was pretending to keep unfocused on the empty air.

[Target Information]

Name: Vivian Belmont

Age: 22

Affiliation: House Belmont

Physical Condition: Micro-damage and inflammation in the right rotator cuff ligament.

Current Psychological State: [Tense] [Excited] [Fluttered]

'Oho, I don't even need an X-ray or MRI, do I?'

Admiring the cheat-like nature of the skill internally, I read down the information, only to tilt my head in confusion when I saw the psychological state display.

'Excited? Fluttered? What is this...?'

It was a combination of words I couldn't understand at all.

A customer who came in the middle of the night because her muscles were in tearing pain feels excitement and flutters while being examined by a blind therapist?

Don't tell me Vivian, like the other noble ladies, has some perverted taste where she feels a strange sadism or erotic emotion from the fact that she is leaving her body defenseless in front of a blind man like me?

'...There was no such description in the novel.'

Before I could even organize my confused mind, my finger ended up pressing down hard on Vivian's swollen shoulder area.

"Ah, ah!"

My mind snapped awake at the strange moan that pierced the quiet room.

I could feel Vivian's slender shoulder trembling and flinching right through my fingers.

"A-Are you okay?"

"The spot you just touched... it hurts so much."

I hurriedly released the pressure and apologized.

"I'm sorry. I must have put too much strength into it."

"N-No... it's fine. Please continue."

Vivian hung her head low, the tips of her ears turning bright red.

Taking a deep breath, I began the proper physical therapy suited for her condition.

Keeping my gaze thoroughly fixed on the empty air, I focused solely on the sensation of my fingertips and the flow of magical energy displayed by the 'Eye Opening' skill.

"Ahut—♥ Ah, it hurts—♥"

"I'm going to go a ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠bit stronger this time, so you must endure it well."

"Ye-Yes—! Ugh, eunt—♥"

With my fingertips, I began to minutely knead and loosen the stiff rotator cuff and trapezius muscles.

As the treatment progressed, the air in the room grew strangely sticky.

"Hahut—♥ The feeling... gradually... heunt—♥"

Vivian's breathing became increasingly rough and heated.

Had about thirty minutes passed like that?

Finally, I felt her twisted shoulder ligament and muscle relax smoothly under my fingertips.

"Fuu... All done."

"Already?"

"...Pardon?"

"Ah, no. It's nothing."

Vivian let out a ragged breath and carefully rotated her right arm. Satisfied that the pain was gone, a look of delight washed over her face.

Then, she pulled out a coin purse from her bosom and placed it on my palm.

"Here is the treatment fee. Thank you."

Fiddling with the coin purse, I spoke.

"I think you've given me too much...?"

"I came at such a late hour. Think of it as extra pay."

"Ah... Thank you for always taking care of me."

"I'm the one who should be thankful. The pain is completely gone thanks to you, Ian-nim."

"Even so, resting for the time being is essential."

"I-I understand."

Vivian's voice was filled with deep sincerity.

While showing the awkward smile characteristic of a blind person on the outside, I let out a huge sigh of relief on the inside.

'Fuu, thank goodness. I didn't get caught, right?'

The cold sweat that had gathered on my spine cooled down at the fact that I had perfectly executed my first real-life acting right after regaining my sight, and against a character involved in ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠the main narrative at that.

"Please come back anytime if it hurts."

"Ah... yes."

"Then, have a safe trip back."

I bowed politely and gestured toward the door.

At that, Vivian opened the door, gave me a light greeting, and headed outside.

Click.

Creeeak. Thud—!

The old wooden door opened, and then closed with a heavy sound.

I turned my head to stretch my neck, which had grown stiff from keeping my gaze fixed on the empty air, and naturally directed my eyes toward the door.

At that moment.

"...?!"

My breath caught in my throat without my realization.

I had clearly heard the sound of the door opening and closing, yet Vivian Belmont was still inside the house.

In fact, she was leaning against the inside doorframe, watching me intently without moving a muscle.

'...Why isn't she leaving, and why is she staring at me from there?!'