"The weather on the Grand Line was unpredictable, turning cold and hot without warning. It might not have been much of a problem for adults like us with some strength, but little Vivi wasn't even seven yet. Her body's resistance was weak, so it was only natural that she'd catch a cold and develop a fever!"
Nicole Robin pushed open the cabin door and calmly explained to Mirai. She had drifted across the Grand Line since childhood and had long grown used to such things. She had fallen ill plenty of times herself, but little Vivi was far luckier, with so many people taking care of her. Robin, on the other hand, had endured it all alone. There had even been a few times when she nearly died from illness.
Hearing Robin's words, everyone turned to look at her. The person who usually barely spoke on the ship had suddenly come in and said so much. Had she finally come to her senses?
"Which of you knows medicine?" Mirai did not dwell on that. Looking at little Vivi's pained face, he glanced at the others and asked, but no one spoke up. The three Hancock sisters had never aspired to become doctors, so they knew nothing of medicine. Asama Ryoma was a swordsman, so he naturally knew even less. Nicole Robin studied history and did not know medicine either. As for Mirai himself, he was equally helpless when it came to fevers and colds. If she had been cut by some external object, he could have treated her with Chakra containing life force. But a cold and fever were different. They were caused by some internal organ being infected by cold. Put simply, it was germs. Mirai's Chakra could not reach such a place—no, rather, he knew too little about