I still pray this morning.

I hope everyone out there is safe. Such a prayer.

Mr. Ilum, Mr. Biller, and the place where Phyto and the others are strained and called the altar of Lernda are decorated little by little. Am I the only one who can use it? Though, I don't feel like stopping when I see them luxuriously little by little for fun.

You're telling me that Mr. Lang should do whatever he wants.

Not only at my place, but the other altars are decorated little by little, aren't they?

I realize that this is how things change a little bit.

Those who went out to explore have not yet returned.

- Going out exploring, time is running out. Where will I be now? Will you be safe now? It worries me when I think about everyone who went out to explore that.

Would you have found something in your exploration? Have you made any impressive discoveries?

I have some anxiety about making changes, but I also have some fun. Because that's how I believe that we can all survive any change.

"Pikki yi (Lernda, I don't pray to God)"

"Really?

"Picky. Nice. (um. I myself am like God. I believe in me!

"Oh well."

Listening to the words of Doaneer, I thought that way that some such beings would not pray to God.

What is it that we pray to God for? Hmm, you don't know how hard it is to think about that. I thank and pray to God that I am affecting me because I am helped by the power I am being given.

Are the beasts and the elves praying to their respective gods because they are fascinated by their power?

Thinking about it like that, I don't pray to anyone, but maybe the doornair of believing in myself means I believe in my power everywhere and I'm confident in myself everywhere.

But is that because even if Doaneer has the memory of Mr. Doroean, he was just born? Will Mr. Dowloean be praying to someone or something? Maybe next time I go to see Mr. Dolorean, I'll ask him.

"Doaneer, you've never met Mr. Nilsi, have you? I'll say hello when I get back."

"Pikiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyi (um. Allow me to greet you)"

I stroke the head of a doornair who says that in a great tone. Doaneer sounds like a great tone, but he doesn't hate it when I stroke his head. I feel more comfortable. Lovely.

Speaking of which, not yet, but if it's a dragon, then will it be peeled or something?

I thought of that, touching the slippery scales.

"Hey, doornair. Are you going to peel or something?

"Picky (naturally)"

If we were having such a conversation, the whole village would be getting noisy.

I was leaving the altar and spending some time relaxing at the edge of the village with the doornair, but it's rare that this makes the village noisy.

Is something wrong?

But I don't have any bad feelings about it, so I don't think it's a bad thing. At a time like this, I think it would be very helpful to know if it feels unpleasant or good.

I was thinking about that, and I could hear Gaius.

"Lernda!!

"Gaius, what's wrong?

The look on Gaius's face that came seemed somewhere delightful.

My ears and tails are moving, and I can see at a glance that I'm happy.

"Mr. Nilsi and the others are back!!

"Really!?

Unexpectedly I raise my voice.

I was just talking about Mr. Nilsi and the others earlier, so I'm surprised at the timing.

Does the fact that Gaius is showing so much joy mean that everyone has returned safely? I expect that.

"Oh. I just came home with you. Let's go see Lernda, too."

"Yeah."

Oh, good. I'm glad you're home properly.

Because I've been praying for you to come back, but I was anxious that you would come back. This is how you came back, which makes me feel relieved and about to lose my strength.

In the meantime, I need to see you properly and say "welcome back".

With that in mind, I headed to the people who came back with Gaius and Dooneer on their backs.

On the spot, everyone from all over the village was gathered there.

And there are Nilsi and Wanon in the center of it. Looking good. I'm laughing at everyone.

"Welcome back!!

I approached them like that and said welcome back out loud.

They heard my voice. They turned to me and smiled "I'm home".

- Girls and returning people1

(To the divine girl, the people who were out exploring come back)