The breakfast menu this time was fried rice with various side dishes that looked tempting, but Kana didn't feel like it.
Until the smell of garlic was felt by Kana's sense of smell, her head thumped loudly, accompanied by nausea.
"Honey, your face is pale. What is it?" asked Damian, who always paid attention to Kana.
"It's okay, mpphh!" Kana covered her mouth because she felt like throwing up. She ran to the nearest bathroom, but nothing came out. The nausea was still there, and he winced as he felt his head hurt more.
"Honey," called Damian called, immediately followed Kana.
Cough!
Kana tried to vomit anything to reduce her nausea to the point of coughing. Damian's hand massaged the nape of her neck gently.
"Should we call the doctor?" offered the man with a worried tone. Kana shook her head. "This is only due to drinking sour on an empty stomach," she refused.
"But you still have to be given medicine to get better quickly."
