Manowa

Episode One Thousand Five: Let's hear it from God.

"Mule told you...... did you talk to Master Mule?

A bowflower rounds his eyes to Norman's words.

Mule, the divine man I met in the city of Conrad, left with his mouth saying that he would disappear because it was a dream.

The question also arose as to whether he could talk to Norman if he disappeared, but in the words Norman opens his mouth after doing a little thinking trick.

"No, I heard... that might be a mistake"

"Because this world is a dream," Norman returned as the bowflower tilted his neck at the word.

"In this case, it doesn't matter if I actually met and talked to the mule. That if an event can happen that the story can be told, it will just happen. Most of all, this is not just a dream, but also a thumbnail of a world structure consisting of multiple perceptions, so we cannot deny the possibility that we actually met. Well, whatever it is, it's true that I heard from Mule…"

I was more and more perplexed by that explanation bowflower, but I just understood that it would go from mule to norman, and nodded first. Then I look at Norman with a slightly more alert face.

Norman said "with it," pointing to the bowflower.

"I'll tell you without misunderstanding, I don't hate you for anything. I'm not willing to hit eight, and you don't have to."

Bowflowers looked unexpected in the words.

After all, I thought God hated everyone about him. Bowflower had guessed that he would find himself strangely sad, that everyone would misunderstand, and that God resented him for not being an idol.

"Oh, really? But isn't Norman a believer or something like that?

"Well, if you are a god, especially an ancient god before Genesis, there will be no ungrateful one. But that's why I'm not angry with you. Even for a mule, that's just how that girl, the terminal, feels. Ning Lo, as far as I'm concerned, I appreciate you pulling me out."

Norman, who did not show his expression, said so and bowed his head against the bowflower.

Bowflowers make an indescribable face at the act, but Norman overlaps words without worrying.

"Otherwise, that one was just finished complete. We would have kept spinning the world with him until the end, not knowing if our promises had been fulfilled."

"Promise?"

Norman nods at the frowning bowflower.

"This is the first promise we made when we made this world. It was only because the wind sounded away from that one that we could ask, and we could get answers. You were a salvation to us and to him. Mule should know that, too. Sometimes you just can't be convinced because you're emotional."

"No, I also know how Mule feels. I don't know what I could have done... but looking at that face made me feel like I'd done something terrible."

Looking at the happy face of the wind now, the bowflower is about to cry. I guess I'm the one who took the sole. Self-loathing comes about. But Norman shakes his head to the side.

"No. There is no salvation but this end. All the world is like that one's dream. That person, who is now a world spinning mechanism, is the world itself. So now that you're alive, it's the happiest time for him. Now you just want to soak yourself in there a little bit too. Well, I'm wondering what's going on with the outside influences."

"Influence?"

Norman nodded slightly frowning at the frowning bowflower.

"You can't tell from inside the boxyard, so that won't turn out to solve the current situation. So, you came here hoping to fix this, right?

Bow flowers look bitter in the words and nod.

"Yep. There was no wind noise consciousness back out there and I came in here to work it out. But if that tramples that wind-sounding happiness...... here I am"

That's what I'm saying. The bowflower's gaze is pointed down.

Saving the Anazer World with the Jinrais is absolute for bowflowers. Only there, I'm not willing to give in. However, if I could solve that, I thought I was with that wind noise in this world... and to the bowflower I tried to say so, Norman told me, "Still, you should move on".

"Dreams are dreams. If this is the past, you should head into the future. That one spent everything to get a flash of your future for the gods. So it's unacceptable for you to stop here. You have a duty, no, to do so."

A bow and flower raise their face to the word.

"Duty. That's what Master Mule told me."

"Yeah, I guess so. We all want a sole. That one just wanted your future. I poured everything I had for it. If so, it is unacceptable for a child who was out of her mother's womb to go back inside again"

Yes, Norman assures me.

They know the wish of a great being. It should be noted that after more than 10,000 days, they have been respectful because they have reached this point with unshakeable thoughts.

So they never treated each other as one of the great gods, with the exception that they knew the existence of one crack.

"The moment you reunited with Mr. Windy was the end of" The Story of That One ". Already the story came to an end with a happy ending. After that, it's just an epilogue. What you want to talk about later is happy days, like mindless carbonated juice. Congratulations... you must accomplish the closing of"

That much said, I don't know how to answer bowflowers. There were no words. Then Norman stood up with a mouthful of "Hmm" as he watched the bowflowers look like that.

"Um... Master Norman?

"We may have talked a little too much. That's all for the story from here. You're already grasping most of the truth. You have time, so think carefully and digest it in yourself."

With that said, I opened the door across the street to the entrance to the room. That's a sign of intent that we won't talk anymore. Besides, the bowflower thinks a little, then stands up and bows his head to Norman.

And when the bowflower tried to walk away, Norman spoke unexpectedly.

"It's a way out of this dream...... there's got to be a starting point somewhere. That one now sounds windy, but the moment it does so somewhere exists. Beginning or end... that's probably where he's waiting."

"Then you'll see him, won't you?

Norman nodded at the words of the bowflower and said:

"Have a good trip, then. Gentiles from far away worlds. Blessed be all your future under the protection of the Great God."