[16] b

Olive carried out her plan. She took a sudden leave. She woke up late, had a leisurely breakfast at Bu Kinan's curry rice stall. She had prepared porridge for her mother with just the broth, although it was initially refused. Olive reminded her of how uncomfortable it was to sleep in the hospital. Fortunately, her mother didn't argue much. She ate quite heartily and took her medicine under Olive's supervision.

"You should go to work, it's disturbing my rest," Seira grumbled slightly.

Olive laughed. "No, I'm really fond of you, Mom. That's why I'm chatty. You're also chatty when I'm sick, right?"

Seira remained silent.

"Today, Olive wants to go to the museum for a little refreshment."

"With whom?"

"Alone, of course. Why bother inviting someone else? It's a hassle. Besides, I can't take you with me, can I?"

"Are you teasing Mom?"

Olive laughed again. It had been a long time since she had such a friendly conversation with her moth