Duty

"You surely overexert yourself, you all did," I sigh as I looked at the three in front of me.

"Ouch! Ouch!" I pressed the cotton more of one of the three idiots, Tom, in his wounds.

"Hey Liza, be gentle patching up Tom's wounds, treat him with more love, and care," Fred tried to reprimand me.

"Yeah, my brother is right, you see how much I almost sacrifice my life in fighting those monsters right?"Tom nodded his head seemingly trying to try to cry with fake tears. Be gentle? Treat with love and care? I see. I turned my attention to him and poured the alcohol directly into the wound from his hand.

"I just poured my love and care, I hope you're already satisfied with that," I said as I closed the lid and wiped it with some cotton. Afterward, I covered it with bandages.

"Ouch!" Fred almost yelped out with pain. I turned my head towards Jason who stifled with a laugh.