A Misunderstood Mentor

Seventy-four stories, the white one who showed up.

"Hey, let's stick it out today."

Karna remains unmotivated.

But I've been banned from painting since my last magic class, and I'm a little low on tension.

"It's okay, Ku painted me yesterday, so Takun just needs to talk."

"Oh, I know"

Takumi classes that were supposed to be finished soon at first.

But day by day the number of students grows and there is no sign that it will end at all.

Apparently, even if I say something somewhat wrong, everyone interprets it the wrong way and on their own.

It's bad for Karna, but it's time to do something about it.

Yes, I'm going to discredit Takumi class in class today.

Let everyone know that my class is a waste of time.

Let's conclude.

I couldn't.

The class was more exciting than ever.

"Whoa, whoa! Wow! That's Dr. Takumi!

"I didn't think the ultimate sword was not to have a sword!

"Unbelievable! That's right, Mr. St. Takumi the Great Sword!

No, don't believe me.

If you don't have a sword, it's not swordsmanship.

But I find it useless to say anything to the students anymore.

"Takun, why did you say that?

Karna asks me in a kind voice.

We've known each other for a long time. Karna is definitely angry.

"It's a reflection today. Forgive me if I do it next time."

Unfortunately, Takumi classes were still going to go on.

When class was over and Karna squeezed me in plenty, the sun was completely down.

It was when I rushed out of the cave to prepare dinner.

Bikun, my body trembled.

A white figure stood in front of the pan.

No, I don't even know if it's a person.

It was just a white person thing.

He stands there like a ghost at ease.

'... this is'

The white man speaks out.

It's not the voice of a man or a woman.

It sounded like something I'd never heard before.

If I were to make you strong, it was not a human voice, but a creepy voice that had a mixture of sounding voices from the bottom of the earth and whispering voices from heaven.

"This peace was created by Omae, Noka?

The white man has no eyes, no mouth, no nose.

But you can tell you're staring at me.

A twisted gaze impregnates the body, making the body heavier.

"I have no idea what that means."

"... hum"

The white man puts his hand on the chin-like part and gives it a bare gesture like he thinks.

The gaze as if to observe me is even stronger and the discomfort is doubled.

'... I see. I really don't know, Noka. Strange. There must have been no Omae in this world.'

"Hey, what are you saying? What the hell..."

'You don't have to understand. I'll judge you later by cochlear'

The white man did not answer my question and closed his eyes.

Even though I don't have eyes, I can tell I closed my eyes.

Because I no longer feel the glance around me.

"Noka from a different world. Noka someone sent to this world. Or Noka, born by Bug,... Noka, Noka, Noka, Noka, Noka, Noka, Noka, Noka, Noka, Noka, Noka, Noka, Noka, Noka, Noka, Noka, Noka, Noka '

Gosh, and my spine freezes.

Never before have I felt more fearful, no matter how strong I confronted him or how I fell into a pinch of absolute destiny.

And the white one who said bump for a while...

"Nitali"

I laughed.

On a white face with no mouth that shouldn't have existed, floating.

No, I don't even know if that's a mouth.

It's just that a cavity, like the three moons that lay down, spread all over my face.

With a smile that doesn't seem like something in the world, I want to escape.

Fear dominated the whole body.

'It's been a long time since I've laughed. I didn't think there was a weasel I didn't know existed.'

I wasn't even willing to explore who it was.

He must never be involved.

'Fine. Let's keep it that way for a while.'

That's what they say, wrapped up in great relief.

I wanted you to leave this place as soon as possible.

The body of the white one becomes thinner and longer so that it is proportional to it.

As the smoke rises, so loosely, the white rises to heaven.

'... oh, yeah. Let me tell you just one thing.'

At the end, whites on the verge of vanishing, leave the word.

"Alice is a bug. The limiter of power is broken, so I can be strong everywhere. If we don't do something soon, we're gonna be in big trouble. '

"What! What do you mean!?

'Why ask the eagle that, Noka? You should know that yourself. Without Omae, Alice will destroy this world. I don't think that's going to happen, Noka,... Noka, Noka, Noka, Noka, Noka, Noka, Noka, Noka, Noka, Noka, Noka, Noka, Noka, Noka'

It wasn't like I never thought about it.

Sure, if it was old Alice, that could have happened. But now...

"Shut up! Alice Ha!"

Sift your fists toward the white one who has become like smoke.

But the smoke was scattered in the air as it was, and the figure of the white man disappeared.

I shrugged again in front of the pot where no one was.

"... Alice doesn't do that"

This was my first encounter with the White One.