Charlie’s remarks made Ito Yuhiko realize that being perpetually grumpy wasn’t doing him any favors. Without hesitation, he replied, “If I were to make a wish for myself, it would definitely be about my two wishes. It’s a shame my legs can’t return…”
“Alright,” Charlie interjected with a smile. “The essence of making a wish is that you can express whatever you desire. Whether or not it can be realized is not something to fret over.”
Ito Yuhiko paused, slightly taken aback, then smiled in a self-deprecating manner and nodded in agreement. “Mr. Wade is correct; the realization of wishes is in God’s hands.”
Charlie waved dismissively. “In matters like this, it may not be so simple for God.”
“This…” Ito Yuhiko couldn’t help but chuckle.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">
Internally, he thought, “You encouraged me to wish freely, implying I shouldn’t worry about fulfillment, yet then suggested that even God might find it challenging. Isn’t that a bit contradictory?”
However, he didn’t dare voice his thoughts to Charlie, so he could only manage an awkwardugh, unsure of how to respond.
Just then, Isaac Cameron approached Charlie and said, “Master, the food and beverage department has arranged for the cake. It’s being expedited by the finest bakery in New York and should arrive within the hour.”
“Great,” Charlie responded with a nod of satisfaction. He then turned to Ito Yuhiko and Tanaka Koichi. “Alright, you two can head inside and prepare the medicine.”
The two men exchanged nces and bowed slightly to Charlie in unison.
Immediately, Charlie directed Don Albert and the Ito family’s housekeeper to assist them into separate bathrooms.
Don Albert, familiar with the routine, guided Tanaka Hiroichi to prepare.
Meanwhile, the housekeeper of the Ito family seemed a bit bewildered, prompting Charlie to apany him and Ito Yuhiko into another bathroom.
Once inside, Charlie pointed to the bathtub and instructed the housekeeper, “You’ll help Mr. Ito undress and lie down, exposing only his neck above the water.”
The housekeeper nodded vigorously. “Understood, Mr. Wade!”
Charlie then gestured to the shorts and short-sleeved shirt hanging nearby. “These are the clothes he’ll change into afterward.”
Ito Yuhiko nced at the outfit: athletic shorts and a short-sleeve top. He was momentarily taken aback, feeling a bit disheartened.
Since losing his legs, he hadn’t worn shorts. He typically opted for long trousers, whether at home or out, using body-shaping fillers to create the illusion that his limbs were intact when he was in his wheelchair.
Nheless, respecting Charlie’s arrangements, Ito Yuhiko expressed gratitude, saying, “Thank you, Mr. Wade.”
Charlie, recalling something, casually added, “By the way, Mr. Ito, this location is quite far from central Manhattan, but there’s a nice park nearby. We could take a stroll before dinner.”
“A stroll?” Ito Yuhiko replied, a bit awkwardly. “Mr. Wade, I’m really not suited for that kind of public exposure…”
Charlie smiled gently. “Let’s not rush it, Mr. Ito. You should lie down first, and I’ll bring the medicine to you shortly.”
Ito Yuhiko nodded respectfully and waited for Charlie to leave. With the housekeeper’s help, he removed his clothing and settled into the bathtub.
Five minutester, Charlie returned. Ito Yuhiko was now lying in the tub, his neck submerged in beauty mud.
Charlie looked at him and said calmly, “Mr. Ito, you can rx and take a short nap for about 20 minutes. When you wake up, remember to rinse off and change into the clothes prepared for you.”
Confused by Charlie’s enigmatic approach, Ito Yuhiko wondered what Charlie’s intention was in having him soak in the mud.<fn8066> Readplete version only at FindN()vel</fn8066>
At that moment, Charlie took out a remodeling pill, handed it to the housekeeper, and instructed, “Give this medicine to Mr. Ito for him to take.”
“Understood, Mr. Wade!” The housekeeper replied respectfully, carefully taking the pill from Charlie’s hand and cing it into Ito Yuhiko’s mouth.