Price of Management

The light that was poured out from the magic camp was blue sky, not gold. No matter how beautiful the light was, I just stared at it with my heart.

But the light soon faded. I had already experienced it once, so I waited without panic.

I knew it.

In the air, small, blue blobs of light pop up like fireflies.

One, two, three…… several lumps of light began to coalesce together.

Seven, eight, nine…… The mass of light grew as if it were a pool of water.

Soon, a lump of blue light that was the size of a palm began to twitch and change its shape. My face, arms, and legs were formed as if I were rubbing clay into a shape.

Finally, the blue light turned into a 10-year-old girl, just like gnome.

The body was entirely blue. It was different from the golden gnome. The wavy hair is long and thick enough to reach your toes. The spirit in a plain dress was smiling adorably and staring at me with big eyes. He was as cute as gnome.

“Who are you? ”

I asked.

- Wounded.

The spirit replied in a very calm voice.

The Spirit of Water!

Woundee reminds her of her calm and calm appearance. However, unlike Sis, who couldn't express her emotions on her face, she was staring at me with curiosity and interesting eyes.

“Woundee. Will you sign with me? ”

- I'll do it.

Najjik replies, as if he was waiting.

Woundee reached out to me. I also reached out my hand.

We touch each other's hands.

Senses are shared.

Soul follows soul.

It felt refreshing and refreshing like clean water. My head was clear as if my headache had gone away.

Birth, healing, purification, flow...... I feel overwhelmed by words. Undyne's will of nature was being conveyed to me. It was the greatest human impression. Tears poured out for no reason.

That's how the contract was made.

Wounded smiled and wiped the tears off my cheeks. Like the spirit of water, the dried tears washed away clean at once.

“I'll take good care of you, Woundee. ”

-Yeah.

Woundee replied shyly.

It was already 9: 00 p.m. after the Spirit Contract ended, I checked the meeting clock. Oh, I haven't had dinner yet.

“Then go home. ”

Suddenly, Woundee's face suddenly turned dull. I was surprised at Wounded's reaction and asked.

“Do you want to stay with me? ”

Woundee nods. Looking at me with eyes longing for something.

“Yes. Let's take a look at the streets together. ”

My face is brightening.

I walked away from the office.

Woundee sits on my shoulder and wanders the streets.

Like, "What is this? What is that? 'I did not actively ask, but I have a lot of questions because it is a new landscape in human society.

I was too shy to speak, so I explained things instead of Wounded. Woundee listened to my explanation with her eyes wide open.

After a walk on the street, I arrived at Max's Resting House.

“Welcome, Duke Carroc. ”

Max, who welcomed me, was surprised to see Wounded sitting on my shoulder, but he passed on because he knew I was a spirit.

“What about dinner? ”

“I haven't eaten yet. ”

“I'll get you up in a minute. ”

“Yes. Bring me a glass of white wine. ”

“Deposit!”

I only paid for a glass of white wine because I agreed to be served breakfast and dinner during the long stay agreement.

A short while later, Max brought back roasted rye bread, savoury chicken stew, and white wine.

I picked up a glass of white wine and tasted a sip.

Ugh, it doesn't taste good. Is beer the right answer if it's not a professional bar?

Because of the cheap wine that commoners like to drink, there was a lot of precipitation and the tangy, bitter taste was too strong. Well, I still tried to drink it with a meal.

However, Wounded's curious eyes stared at the white wine.

I explained with a bloody smile.

“It's called wine. A liquor made from ripening grapes. ”

- Is it good?

“Some are delicious and some are not. Hmm...... This isn't good. ”

- I can make it tasty...

I was surprised by Wounded's shy words.

“Is that possible? ”

That's a nod.

“Then I beg you. ”

When my permission fell, Woundee soaked the white wine in a glass with her pinky finger.

Shoot him!

The white wine in the glass swirls and spins. I felt a bit of spiritual affinity consuming.

Undine looks at me as if she's done.

I had another sip of white wine.

Oh, yeah?

The taste decreased and it became clear and clean. Moreover, the moment I went down the throat, I felt a good feeling spreading out. What the hell is this?

Woundee glanced at me and waited for my words.

“It's really good. ”

In my compliment, Woundee smiled widely. Oh, that's cute.

“But how did you do that? ”

- Healing and purification...

I understood that roughly.

Wounded seems capable of cleansing and also curing impurities. Here, we need to find out more about Woundee's abilities.

Anyway, I was so happy that I could drink such delicious wine every day with Woundee.

“Thank you very much. ”

I stroked Wounded's head. Without a word, Woundee points her head out to me and asks for more strokes.

Dinner was delicious thanks to Woundee. The rye bread was bland and the chicken stew was salted and deeply flavored. Moreover, the power of purification and healing to taste delicious white wine cannot be better than this.

After my meal, I went back to my room and asked him to sleep.

I had to send Woundee back because it was time for her to go to sleep, but she was crying because she didn't want to go back.

Oh, my God.

I hugged Wounded and stroked and soothed her.

“I want to stay with Woundee for a long time. But if Woundee doesn't return, it will consume her spirit affinity. Then we can't call Woundee back tomorrow and play together. Is that okay?”

It shakes Dory's head.

“Let's go back today, then. I'll call you tomorrow and play. ”

- …… really?

“Of course. I promise. ”

Wounded looks at me and kisses my lips, scattered into the air and disappears.

* * *

The next morning, I decided to summon all my spirits.

“Noum, it's Wounded. ”

- Did you call him?

A gnome protruding from the ground like always.

On the other hand, Wundine appeared as large droplets of water gathered in the air. Soon after being summoned, Woundee greeted me with a kiss on my cheek.

Nearly simultaneously, Nome and Woundee look at each other curiously.

Norm looks at me and asks.

- Master, is that my friend?

“Yes. It's the Spirit of Water Woundee. You have to take good care of Undyne because she's your sister. Okay?"

- I'm your sister?

“Of course. She's your sister. ”

- Heh heh, it's me.

Norm smiled and was glad to see if he liked the title of his sister.

I told Woundee this time.

“The gnome is the spirit who contracted with me before Wounded. She's a big sister to Woundee, so you should call her big sister from now on. Ask your sister if you don't know anything. Okay?"

Woundee nods.

“Well, let's say hello. ”

Norm and Woundee face each other. Next to each other, the gnome was more than twice the size of Wounded. After so much growth, it was no wonder that it made a big difference from the Wundine contract.

- Hi, it's Wounded.

- Hello…… sis.

Undyne shyly replies to Noum's greeting.

Norm stroked Wounded's head. Then Woundee smiles shamefully.

Seeing that, the two spirits were like real sisters. I will probably see the birth of the cutest sister in the world. It warms my heart just by watching.

Now that you're out in the morning, shall we practice your arts?

I started training out in the backyard in the back of the office.

Noum and Woundee played well on their own, no matter what I said. Norm grabs Wounded's hand, shoots around, teaches me what this is and what that is. However, there were a lot of things that I didn't know about gnome, so the description was wrong, but it was also so cute.

I trained while the Spirit Sisters were playing. If you are lazy, you will gain weight and become lazy again. You should do it without interrupting a day.

I repeated the push-ups and the crunches, and then I repeatedly hung myself on a thick branch.

When I finished my muscle training, I continued to practice the arts moves I learned from my father. In order to use reflexive rhetoric in a moment of urgency, you have to let your body get used to it by repeating the routine.

After three hours, I became exhausted. My muscles are screaming for me to stop.

But the training is not over yet. After muscle training and euthanasia movement polishing, aerobic exercises remained.

“We'll be running around here for a while, so play nice. ”

-Yeah.

Norm replies. Woundee is sitting on her head, but she can't be that cute anymore. They must have gotten to know the birds a lot. The spirits make me feel energetic.

I started running at the right speed.

As you run along the street, sweat drops build up on your pharynx forehead. After 15 minutes, your breath rises to your chin and your lungs burst. But I kept on running.

All you have to do is endure the pain that comes first. If you just hold on to this, you can continue running afterwards. It was learned from my father's rigorous training.

After running for more than half an hour and returning to the backyard of the office, Norm and Woundee approached.

I lay on a muddy ground covered in sweat and fatigue. Woundee told me that.

- Woundee, you can heal and purify.

“Will you?”

Undyne nods his head, pointing fingers at me.

A puddle of water appeared from the starry air and enveloped me.

Uahhhhhh!

“ ……?! ”

Surprised, I opened my eyes wide. A puddle of water swept through my body. The sweat that was soaked in my clothes and body was washed clean.

When the chunk of water disappeared, I was clean as if I'd just come out of the bath.

It wasn't just that.

I was panting because my health was completely depleted, but now my fatigue is completely gone. It was refreshing as if I woke up with a deep breath.

“Is Woundee able to recover from fatigue? ”

Surprised by my question, Woundee gives a big smile and nods.

“You did so well. Thank you, Woundee. ”

I stroked Wounded's head.

The praised Woundee is overjoyed and approaches Noon. I stroke Woundee's head to see if she's imitating me, too.

- Good job.

They were two spirits, like real sisters, no matter how much I looked at them. If the Creator had done the best, he would have made a Spirit.