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Translated by Alex.
Figaro: Now, take a deep breath… and exhale. Good. Your heartbeat is all good.
Akira: Thank you very much, Figaro.
Figaro: You're welcome. But you gave me a real shock - I was surprised to see you staggering around the halls like that.
Figaro: Now, it's just a bit of anemia. You should lay down and rest for a while.
Akira: Alright… I've been losing some sleep lately, so maybe that's why.
Figaro: Losing sleep? Whatever were you up to? Something naughty that would keep you up all night?
Akira: Nothing like that! …I was just up late reading a book.
Figaro: A book? What kind?
Akira: I was reviewing entries from the manual of the previous sage.
Figaro: Haven't you already read the whole thing? Why did you read it again?
Akira: Ehh, that is, because…
Akira: (Why is Figaro grilling me about this?!)
Akira: …I'm not sure. Maybe I hoped it would help calm my nerves.
Akira: I thought it might put me at ease to read the words of someone from my home world.
Figaro: Ahaha. The Great Sage really is pure and honest.
Akira: Eh? What do you mean?
Figaro: Don't get me wrong, it's a good look on you.
Figaro: You do know what I'm getting at, though, right? This anxiety is what's making you feel sick - not the lack of sleep.
Akira: Oh… Maybe you're right…
Figaro: It's true what they say: an unhealthy mind makes an unhealthy body. All that you need to do is rest and relax.
Akira: Yes, Doctor…
Figaro: And if any problems come up, please feel free to come to me for advice.
Akira: I understand. Thank you very much, Figaro.
Figaro: Hey, loosen up. You don't need to be so tense around me.
Figaro: Allow yourself this indulgence - let the gentle Doctor Figaro take care of you. Okay?