The Prodigy Sefiria’s Overpowering Program

The building, where the Elf chiefs live, was a log house built at the root of an extraordinarily large tree among the elf forests. Is it the attention of the Elves that all the buildings inside are wooden?

Mr. Elf Girl Lara, who held me, knocked on the door of a splendid erection and said, "Chieftain!" Calling in a cheerful voice, he opened the door and went in without waiting for a response either.

Inside, there is one elf of a slender, tall woman.

The long, pitiful eyes of my eyelashes seemed to see through everything, making me a little giddy.

… is she the “chief” of the Elves? I feel kind of intimidated to say.

And Lara and the others will diligently tell the chief how they discovered me and brought me inside, my dark background, etc.

Mr. Chieftain didn't pinch his mouth one way or the other, but let them say everything they wanted, and then...

"No, it's decided."

Lightly, I poked at their plea.

"Why not?!? Aren't you pathetic! Let's raise you, chief!

"We can't afford that. And you're not the one to raise them."

"I'll grow one too! Good luck and I'll take care of you!

"With that said, you didn't even locate the Popoli bird you picked up before."

"Ugh... well, that's..."

"In the end, we'll be the ones to take care of. Look, throw it away where you were."

... Am I a throwaway dog or something?

No, well, maybe it's the same thing for the Elves...

"And raising a human being is utterly untrue. You don't know what they've done to us, do you?

"... but... but isn't the baby bad..."

Still eating, Mr. Lara held me tight and pointed her weak but certain willing eyes at the sheikh.

Then the chief muttered, "... because if I told you, I wouldn't listen," he sighed deeply,

"If you don't like throwing it away, just throw it in the jail. Then I can give you some food."

"Sitting jail...... is it?

"Think about the residential sentiment inside. Everyone knows you're very delicate about humans now, don't you?

"... ugh"

Lara, who was told by the chief, spoke to me in a pompous manner, still holding him with an unconvincing look on his face.

"... I'm sorry. It's a little rusty, but hang in there, okay? I go to see him every day..."

That's what I said, and I apologize for looking really sorry for you, Lara. And the two elves who watched things happen on either side of her like that pound their shoulders to comfort Mr. Lara.

If I were really a abandoned baby, I wouldn't be treated much like going to jail.... Well, it would be better than dying.

But to sum up the information so far, to me now the sitting jail feed is...

And I was transported from the chief's house to the sitting cabin, where I was able to fulfill the reunion I had been waiting for.

One of the jails contained one boy, about a junior high school student, who was caught.

Cut all the thin brown hair forehead with three braids at the back.

Cold eyes and white skin like ceramic.

Kaylis, who I hoped to see again at all costs, was there.

Kayliss-kun, who saw me coming into the jail when Lara held me, stared at me with a face like she saw something incredible.

And I can go straight to the sitting cell next to Kayliss-kun.

"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry"

With that apology, Mr. Lara strokes my cheek with regret.

As I jerk her eyes out of the jail, she shrugs again, "Ugh, I'm sorry......" and then half-cryes.

I'm so sorry I'm too good a person to be cheating or using you......

Locked my cell with the key I borrowed from the chief, she said, "Wait, I'll bring the plug in soon!!," he said, jumping out of the sitting cabin with momentum and going.

... Well, there's a lookout around the cabin, but you can't even see what's going on inside.

Now I can finally be alone with Kaylis, who I found.

The truth is, I had a bunch of complaints I wanted to say to Kaylis.

It is unforgivable that you left on your own, or that you deliberately jumped into danger from yourself.

If you could at least talk to me again or rely on me...... If I knew Kayliss would have thought enough of doing such a runaway thing, I would have given him a different answer, too.

How worried I have been these past few hours. What thoughts rushed you this far? I was going to preach as much as I could if I could see you again...

But when I saw Kayliss safely, it all blew up.

... Well, come on. You're just safe, that's enough.

"Duh, why..." whispered Kayliss, who was solidifying with a look like he didn't know why, across a plaid, angled piece of wood.

What is he saying? Isn't it true that you didn't do this?

When I laid my hands on the plaid tree, I opened my mouth with a grin trying to reassure him.

'I'm sorry I'm late. I'm here to help. "

That said, when I reached right out of the gap in the lattice, Kayliss tried to reach for a moment into that hand, but hesitated to...

But at the end of the day, you held my hand so that you could clasp. In my eyes, I even see tears.

"I'm sorry... lady..., me... me...!

"I'll talk to you later about the sermon. First, we need to get out of here.

"So, but how..."

"Already... Kaylis, who do you think I am?

I create a “black cube” from my left palm when I make contact with my right thumb and pinky finger.

"I'm a magician (...) What are you?

That said, I winked at Kayliss, whose eyes were round.