"Next. You, what's your name"
"Uh..."
You told me about your brother, so I'm next, right? It's easy to talk... but I don't know what the result is, to be honest.
And from the very beginning, it's a question of sorrow. My name is Hasegawa Ring, but I don't know the name of this body child. I can't tell if it's okay to call it Ring.
"... don't you get it"
"Ugh... yes"
Mm-hmm. If I was roaring, Mr. Girnandio would give me a help boat. You don't even know your name, do you? You're too young to say your name, even though you're old enough to speak properly. … should I use the outdated setting of amnesia? When I was thinking about that, Mr. Girnandio gave me an astonishing word.
"... Meg, right"
"Huh..."
I am shocked that I have been given my name. I opened my eyes to so many things that I stopped completely.
If I was stunned, Mr. Girnandio's hand touched my ear. Surprised and accidentally stiff.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Here it is, your ear ornament. It says' Meg 'on this. I'm sure this is your name."
I used to do ear decorations, me. If you think so and touch your ear softly, it does come with it. I don't even know the exact shape, but it looks like an earcuff, not a piercing.
... Is that it? How dare you touch my ears right now... hey, something's not weird...? I think it's pointy ahead of my familiar ear shape...
Ma, sa, huh?
That race unique to different worlds, there's no such thing as, hey...?
I accidentally grabbed both ears.... Yeah, it's real.
"Oh... you don't have to worry. I can trust you. I'll protect you until your guardian shows up. I won't throw them out on the way. Besides, the guild has the same elves as you."
... Now you said the same elf as you, didn't you, Mr. Girnandio?
Yikes--!? Me, I'm not even human anymore!? You're lying!? I was there, I gripped my ears too hard! It's not a dream! And those are real ears. Ah!
"... let me ask you one last thing. Meg, do you have an adult athe who can protect you?
Mr Girnandio said so with pitiful eyes that I was gripping my ears as the mayhem turned into tears. Okay, let's just think about it later.
"No, it was... probably"
Probably not there... because when I realized I was here alone. Besides, I don't know if I was there.
It was a really critical state to think about. I'm alone in a different world that I don't know literally right or left. I don't know. I'm anxious, anxious.
Even if the body was an adult as it was, it was a critical situation. I hope there's help coming, though I was careful not to have it.
I really wanted to impress someone. I was asking someone for help.
Tears accumulate in my eyes as I twitch. My vision blurs.
Pomp, and I couldn't bear the big hand stroking my head, I raised my voice and cried.
"Well, it's time to go"
After a series of favors: giving me a towel to cry over, making me snort and hold her and give her away, when I settled down, that's what Mr. Girnandio told me.... Sorry for the inconvenience, ho.
"He said he was going... where?
"Of course it's a guild"
"But... every day?
"... the job is done. We'll just go home later, so no problem."
I can stroke my head with a gentle smile.... In just a few moments my expression seems to have softened the surrounding atmosphere. It feels good to be able to stroke your head...... since when. Didn't they make you their lover? Because I'm the kind of person who ends up as a friend. Knock.
"Meg. I'm going to take you to the guild, too. Unless you want to stay here..."
"Please, take me! Please!
Replying with the impetus that Mr. Girnandio put on his words, he brought a voice and laughed.... or teased!
"The members in the guild are largely trustworthy. Well, otherwise you can't be a member. I'm going to talk to someone in particular who I can trust about you.... in case you can't put it in the guild, I'll take care of it"
Oh, you're putting me in the guild? It's about premium, and it can be pretty hard to get in... and if you can't, Mr. Girnandio can take immediate care of it... can it be that sweet?
"... you'd be reluctant to rely on me so much right now"
"Ugh... because..."
When I kept my mouth shut, they pointed at the drawing star with my forehead gently poked with my index finger.... I wonder if it's that easy to understand. Even so, it hurts plain and starts to curb your forehead with both hands.
"Look, you're a child. Seems like you can do a lot of things on your own and think of it as a kitten, but that's not what I'm talking about. My body is small, and I don't seem to have that much strength or magic. But that's normal for you right now."
My eyebrow butt drops when I'm told the truth with Zubazuba. I know, I know. Yo!
"... so rely more"
Please, and Mr. Girnandio smiled as troubled and gave me his hand.
rely, or... I may have done little to rely on someone.
I grew up in a father-son family, so I also feel like I had a sense of purpose somewhere. Since my father was gone, I had to do everything by myself, and that was what I had managed to do.
Even in the workplace, if you're desperate to do more than that by understanding what you've been told, you can count on me from all directions. I was a little happy about that, so I worked extra hard to make it a brilliant company animal.
Relying on people is hard, embarrassing... but it's warm.
Can I count on it? Will I be forgiven for taking this warm hand?
I placed my little hand over Mr. Girnandio's with a trembling hand.
"Yes.... thank you......"
"Oh...... let it go"
I caressed my head a little roughly with the eagle, and those hands felt comfortable with both the hands and the temperature.
I took this hand because of it, so let me rely on it. But I don't want to depend on you! When I get to the Alliance, I'll see if there's anything I can do. And I need to do myself a proper favor.
The sinking feeling just now comes up fuzzy. When I had the feeling that I would do my best, it was the first time I had ever come to this world with a grin of relief.