Two more years passed and I was four years old.
My life as a Marlen was completely on the board.
Now the white soup, which I used to think was too thin to taste like real water, is starting to taste delicious, and the blood of the heated snake is ready to be drunk.
I can't help but think of a pig's head lined up at the table.
I'm so used to seeing my faintly pigmented relatives and my appearance, and my hobby was to make oatems.
Besides, every morning I pray to the Divine Window.
This may already be more difficult to get back to your original life.
While I had lived as a Marlen for a long time, I was beginning to decide that this was not the planet.
I lowered my gaze toward the sky and moved to the Marutai in my hand.
Even today I was in the garden beside the house, carving the surface of Marutai with a knife to make an oatem.
The wooden carving knife describes a technique that is handed down to the Marlen tribe, adapting it to the magic of trees around the settlement so that it can be easily carved with the help of children.
"Please play with Giselle."
My sister Gisele pulls the hem of her clothes.
Giselle is two years different from me. I mean, she's two.
Her eyes were large, resembling her mother's, and her long eyelashes emphasized her characteristic eyes.
It goes without saying that my hair and skin are white and my eyes are red.
Gisele, with her fantastic beauty and childhood of the Marlen tribe, was like a Western doll.
Especially when I watch you sleep, I wonder if you're really a doll.
My parents will take care of Gisele.
Though my brother, I'm only four, too.
What makes you think it's a little too pushy is the discrepancy between the way the Marlen people think, although there is still Japanese thinking but the late one?
It doesn't look like you're as busy as your parents, and it doesn't mean you're not loving Giselle.
I've seen Gisele and I twitch in the shadows, and I've found two parents smiling.
Do you want brothers and sisters to get closer together?
"Are you crazy? Are you listening to me?
"I'm concentrating on making oatems now. I'll deal with them when I can do this."
"... why are you so tight on the oatem?
"I'm more interested in it than in the autoem."
"Ahead...?
"Oh, because Autem is supposed to be the cornerstone of my magic training. My brother is interested in magicians."
Yes, how dare you treat this tribe, the sorcery I didn't ask for in my previous life.
No, to observe from my father's story, there must be a worldwide recognition of the existence of something called witchcraft.
This is the biggest factor that led me to decide that this is not the planet.
When I first became convinced that magic existed, I accidentally ran all over the room with a lot of excitement.
Coming with reincarnation, the real otherworlds of magic?
Isn't it like a light novel or an online novel?
Because of 'Status Open!' I tried screaming, but nothing came up.
Too bad.
My mother looked at me strangely and I almost cried a little.
I didn't think that was the case when my father told me about rituals and sorcery a few times, but I have to believe it because I actually made it the way it is.
I can go from smelling tricks like mindfulness and telepathy to treating a few injuries.
I was surprised and desperately questioned my father that there must be some kind of seed, but there was no suspicion anywhere.
It didn't take long for me to conclude that there was magic.
From my father's point of view, he was rather surprised to be suspected so far.
From what I can tell, I didn't understand the feeling, but did I? If you live in these values from an early age, that's normal.
While I thirst for all that sorcery in my previous life, I would actually defeat suspicion if it were in the present.
He said I was a common sense man.
When I first saw my father healing my injuries who was so good at saying, 'Look, Abel, this is magic,' I was so surprised that I lost my word.
I was also surprised by the presence of witchcraft, but also by its light nori as if to show off in the banquet arts.
Giselle, you can't even look at magic. I didn't feel the same way when they showed me the toy.
"Giselle doesn't understand why you're so keen on magic."
Giselle swelled her cheeks and said so.
Lightly embellished and obstinate, I guess.
But with regard to this statement, I would also like to ask the other way around why it is so indifferent if you take it from me.
I want to ask.
I want to ask until I cry.
Magic. There is magic.
I have a strange fantasy phenomenon at my disposal.
Don't be enthusiastic about this, and be enthusiastic about what.
Giselle doesn't know the value of magic because it's become common sense.
It's trouble for my parents too.
I wish you would at least take care of Gisele while I'm in my magic training.
My father and I would have been delighted with my magic training.
This tribe is too unconscious about sorcery.
Because of the magic. I can do anything depending on my training.
You should spare every minute and second to encourage your workouts.
"Ha-sama, Ha-sama, speaking of which, yesterday, when Ka-sama took me out, I saw Master Philo with Mia Wolf. Gisele wants Mia Wolf, too."
Gisele has changed the subject. You're thinking this might distract me.
Philo is the granddaughter of the Marlen clan chief.
No, was it my granddaughter? In this world, the feeling is insane because there seems to be no word that distinguishes a grandson from a grandson.
I don't really like Philo because he is a stunning mean, and he sticks around a lot.
Mia Wolf is a small species of wolf.
The hair is white and the eyes are red, and the appearance characteristics are very similar to those of the Marlen tribe.
Because of their essentially warm and submissive character, they are often offered hunting out of hand in the Marlen tribe.
"Tell that to my father."
"Mmmm..."
You wanted to draw my interest, but I'm sorry, but now I want to focus on making autems.
The reason why authem making is the foundation training for witchcraft is simple and reasonable.
Simply put, you can sharpen your focus, your ability to grasp space, your sense of color, and your imagination. And these seem to be very important elements in handling witchcraft.
Apparently some oatems are made from stones and minerals, but if you basically make oatems as a basic training in witchcraft, its main material is wood.
Is it easy for trees to pass through magic, and deep involvement with natural vitality can also lead to improved magic?
In a thick book in the house, something similar to this was written in rhetoric.
My father said that the trees growing in the vicinity of this Marlen settlement are magical, and that also lifts the magic of the trainers?
You can train in magic under such excellent conditions.
Can you get out of your hand?
Can't you manage to make Gisele grow up?
Oh, yeah. I came up with a name proposal.
"Yes, Gisele, let me model you for Autem."
"Are you sure?
Move your hands patty and happy Gisele.
Hey. I should have said this from the beginning.
"Sit down on the stone there. Yeah, fine. I can see Gisele's face well with this. Don't move too much."
"Ha! Ha!
Hit and change from when I was rushing and bumpy earlier, Gisele stretches her spine tightly and sits on the stone.
It's as hard as taking a picture. It's painful, but you haven't even stopped breathing.
Gisele's health is going to be in the butt by the time she's finished making it.
That said, autoems just have eyes, mouth, and nose to the extent of decoration, and they're not like being made to look like certain people.
To the extent that we delude Gisele, we must create similarities.
While carving a tree with a knife, I often turn my gaze to Gisele to see if there's anything I can make it look like.
That time Gisele dyed her white cheeks to the vermilion and leaned slightly shy.
I guess I looked a little too flimsy.
As always, the result turned out to be a dark, finely crafted face characteristic of Autem, with no shards such as Giselle's... well, there won't be a problem because Giselle seems to be happy.
Looking at Gisele holding up her scrupulous oatem and thanking me as she shuddered... I also feel like she's not falling for me somehow.
No, that's fine if you're convinced.