The Baby Raising A Devil

I looked at him with a dumb face, and the boy shook his head and pulled me out.

When the boy came out with his wrist grasped, the first sight greeted me.

A world without stars.

The buildings surrounded by gold were gross, the first horseshoes were wrapped in voids, and men and women were wearing horseshoes on their knees, with little to no need for them.

The boy rushed to the building that appears to be a temple.

When he went inside, the invisible occupied the interior.

When we were in the front row, we heard a muffled voice behind our backs.

[…] looks like you slept well today.]

A magnificent instrument with an arrogant face, one in the hands of those standing around. Spoken like a frenzy.

Pymon!

The boy looked back and said coldly.

[You only have the talent to get up early.]

[What!?]

[Enough. How can you quarrel with your eyes? Here you go, baby. I'll give you a handkerchief.Take your eyes off me.]

'…… Boone.'

The boy threw out Bune's hand before I even reached out. Then I grabbed my face and started rubbing with my sleeves.

[Apod!]

When I shouted in surprise, the boy shook my nose.

[So I just wanted you to get up a little early and wash up.]

[My brother would wake me up late.]

I twisted my mouth in surprise. Unlike the first time, my mouth moves by itself. It's like you have other will.

The boy opened his eyes and said,

[You know the audacity, don't you? I told you to grow up early, I'm worn out.]

[But, but! Bune called Uncle Nikur and Lady Adelteva.]

[Noona told me not to play with Bune. I have to tell you a few times that seeing a soul is not a good thing..!]

[You're getting along well today.]

The door opened and another familiar voice was heard.

When the shabby robe came in, those gathered in the temple bent their backs for a while.

I was just smiling at the shabby robe without greeting, and the boy quickly hit my head.

After greeting with a frown, I lifted my head and faced a shabby robe and laughed.

This was also not my will.

The will of this body.

'So I'm dreaming, right? You're watching this girl's life through a dream.'

I didn't see Rob's shabby face.

[Neriad and...] 's friendship is always good.]

The boy laughed at Robe's words.

It's just that […] is iron and can't take your eyes off it.]

When someone said the girl's name, her voice cracked.

I mean, the girl grumbled with her lips pinched.

[My brother is a nagger.]

[You...!]

[Daily nagging. The woodpecker won't be any noisier than you.]

The look on the boy's face became harsh. I rushed to Shabby Robe and hid on his back, and the boy [didn't you come here?], but it didn't come to me.

A laugh burst out from the surroundings. Pymon twisted the purchase. Bune snorts and laughs, lightly masking his mouth with his fist, and glashallabolas, who looks far away, makes a pleasant rumble.

Shabby Robe smiled and sat in the chair. I leaned back on his knees and chattered.

[Yesterday, Bune called Mr. Nikur. Nicure said he couldn't go to rest because his son was sick. Serga gave milk to the sick child. Yes?]

Serge?

This Rob told you to go to Serga?

I was frightened when I recalled what Neriad called the evil spirit Serga, which I saw in my last dream.

Serga, Neriad..... Neriad's brother and 72 demons.

'Ancient. I'm dreaming of an ancient dream where Serge and the shepherd's brother were!'

* * *

I looked at the vulcanized crop in front of my eyes with a shivering expression.

[Here you go, baby. Humans in my jurisdiction are a successful crop. I brought it because it looks like it fits your taste buds.]

[Please don't shove that stupid face at my brother, Boone. If I thought I might look like you, I'd already have a headache.]

[It's no wonder you and your bloody brother are foolish, Neriad.]

[……] has been foolish since Ser took Ser's hand and crossed the desert.]

Bune, Neriad, Pymon and the unnamed brunette.

They talk to each other, but they are quite familiar to me as opposed to the tone.

'Exactly, not me, but this girl.'

I cut off the sweet potatoes that Bune gave me and shouted.

[Sweet!]

Speaking like that, she smiles.

'I'm uncomfortable sharing consciousness with a girl.'

[I thought you'd like it! Now, and your favorite strawberries!]

[Exciting. Boone, cool. It's the best. It's dazzling!]

I looked at him, and he snapped my wrist and pulled me. I woke up chewing sweet potatoes! As he coughed, the boy sighed and knocked on his back.

[Water?]

I nodded my head and rubbed the sweet potato crumbs on the palm of my hand, and the boy took my hand off the edge of my mouth and robbed me of my mouth with his sleeve. Then you open the lid of the water bag and feed it to me.

The boy was very familiar with the market.

[Go home if you like.]

[What about you?]

[I have to take Serga across the river. It's gonna take a couple of days, so please be patient. Do you understand?]

[Only you again...! Can't I go too? I'll stay calm. Just shut up like this, huh?]

And when I shut my mouth with both my hands, the boy who looked at me with his glance closed, opened his mouth.

[No.]

[Mr…….]

The man who came to tell Serga's words touched the boy.

[A. Hurry up.]

Seeing the boy following the errand boy, I shouted wax.

[Quickly! Neriad is a quickie!]

When I became gloomy, Bune was reluctant and asked me to be sweet.

[There's a war across the river, baby. Neriad is worried that you'll get caught in battle.]

[But you go. Every time, every time. I'm worried about you, too. I'm afraid every day until my brother comes back. Boone, when do I become a celebrity?]

[When the time comes, you will express your power.]

[Like Bourne summoning the dead?]

[Yes, Yin Yi.]

[My brother has no talent, but he has become a pioneer.... Why don't you make me a pioneer because I'm a loser?]

When I look depressed, Pymon bounces off my forehead.

[It hurts!]

[The forerunner is the one who leads. You're ugly enough to lead a human being. Don't want more than a topic.]

[Pymon plays only instruments all the time!]

[It's hard to be loud.]

[Seal, swallow, fool!]

[What?! Where'd you learn to say that?]

[Pymon bothers!]

[Can't you come here?!]

Let me start arguing with Pymon.] and stood in our way.

[Let's go. I'll take you home.]

I'm humming Pymon! He turned his head, turning his nose farting, and Pymon [That guy...!] and jumped.

Bune grabs Pymon's arms and stops her and laughs at me.

I grabbed the hand of a man with brown hair and walked on a field full of yellow ripe rice.

[Look at me as a child. I'm eight now. It's all grown up.]

[Eight years old isn't young enough.]

[My brother carried me across the desert at the age of eight.]

[That's Neriad's great point.]

[Why am I not great..... Why is it your hump?]

The man who stopped walking bent one knee and stared at me.

[Why are you Neriad's lump?]

[People did. Even though you're a pioneer, it's because of me that you haven't expressed your talent yet. I'm the cursed child who ate my parents, and I want my brother's life to shine.]

[There are bugs in people's minds. When people are strong, they curl up and when they get weak, they dig up their hearts and make them sick. So jealousy, greed, and victory arise.]

[…….]

[It is clear that those who say such things are fragile. I must have been eaten by a bug and turned my pain over to someone else.]

[…….]

[Does Neriad think you're a monster, too?]

I hugged and wept over the neck of a man with brown hair.

[No.]

[So?]

[Brother always stroke my hair on a deep night and tell me in a kind voice. I want to make a good world for me, and I don't want to make you hungry again.]

[And you?]

[I think while pretending to be asleep. I'm going to help you grow up.]

A man with brown hair rubbed my nose lightly.

[How could such a peculiar brother be?]

[…… really?]

[Then.]

I laughed with my mouth covered with two fists.

The wind swept over his head lovingly. It's like God touches his head.

The boy left with God to cross the river, and I waited for the boy and God to return every day in front of the river.

The scene passed quickly. Winter is past the season of harvest.

Looking at the frozen river, a blanket came up on the shoulders of 'me' who sat in a crooked position. Next to me, there are more steaming sockeye, tree berries, white rabbits, one by one.

Sokuri, with potatoes and sweet potatoes, bunnies, purées, white rabbits, pymons, and pioneers went back and took care of me.

"You're in love. '

Again, the scene passed like a shot, and the sprouts shriveled and the spring came. The river of Horn melts and the fire across the river rages.

And one day it rained like a heavy rain. I saw a sculpture boat ride across the river from a distance.

"I", who was curled up, shook his hand.

[Brother, brother!]

[It's there..... Water Fire…… Above……!]

I can't hear the boy's voice because he's been away for a long time.

[You're early this time! Brother! I waited nicely. [Stammering]

"I," he said, "went near the river with a glad heart. I wondered if my body would warm up, but in an instant the water gushed over me.

The water is pushed into the nose. I couldn't breathe. I was distressed. The energy of death holds my ankle, and I struggle with fear.

The more power entered my body, the more I continued to sink.

I heard the voice of "I" in my head.

Mom, Dad..... Serge.

'Brother..!!'

I stretched my body in the water. His eyes turned black, and he saw a weak light in the darkness.

'The world of rest…….'

When I thought about it, my wealthy body snapped and pulled.

[Wake up!]

This child's voice was the voice of a boy who called me.

'Brother.....'

The urgent hand shook me as I couldn't open my eyes.

[Wake up, please!]

The boy howled.

[LeBlaine...!]

I want to.

He called me "LeBlaine."