Holy Archons, how much you hate this... It's at moments like these that you start to wonder why the hell you were born a girl in the first place. It's when your cycle starts that you practically die from pain in your lower abdomen and can't really do anything. And everything starts to irritate. But of course something needs to be done! You're not just going to lie in bed for a whole week like you're on your deathbed, are you? Although this doesn't make it any easier.

For example, right now you are standing in the kitchen and preparing a snack for yourself and Childe. And of course, you are bound to fail at something. Almost everything falls out of your hands. Your next irritated half-sigh, half-groan was noticed by the young harbinger who had already finished changing and was passing by. He wasn't an idiot and he also knew what was happening to you now. After all, it would be stupid if he didn't remember all the subtleties of such moments, considering the fact that you've been dating for so long. And he couldn't help but feel sorry for you because of your condition. Today, while you were doing guild tasks, all he could do was notice how you stopped or how your face twisted.

A slight smile with a hint of softness appeared on his lips when he heard something fall on the kitchen table again. He came up behind you and gently pressed his cheek to your head. At this time, his hands slid over your stomach and his warm palms lay on the your lower abdomen, beginning to massage it with his fingers.

"Shhh... that's it. Let's take a breather." He said quietly somewhere near your ear, continuing his actions as if trying to ease your pain a little.

"I can only imagine how painful it is. But please stop torturing food. They are not guilty of anything, right?"