Father, Mr. Gill, everyone in the guild, how are you? I'm... I'm not fine! Oh, no, no, I'm not gonna cry. - Whoa!
"Hauuuuuuu..."
"Look, Meg! Almost there! Hang in there!
"Ay, no, no...!
But I will groan, forgive me......!
It's been about a week since I left the city of Oola. Since that day I have had my training days at best. Days of crossing rivers, climbing trees and climbing cliffs as well. There was no particular need except to cross the river, but I'm doing it as a training to learn how to build strength and move my body.
I couldn't do it at all on the first day. I can do some of these training now! Hmm. This body looks pretty high spec, and I'll soon remember it for you. It's very different from when it comes to rings!
Now I guess I can have more fun if I can use natural magic... but I'm only able to train my body because I don't have that kind of thing. I think I would have been lazy as soon as I could use magic. From time to time, out of the demonic stones, it was also a factor that I could work hard to hear the spirits support.
"Hey... hey! Of, I could climb!
"Do it! You made it today by yourself. It's hard, Meg."
And Mr. Rabbi's candy and whips are great. Really, when it's tough, it's tough enough to cry, but it pays off all because I have this stroke when I can. Good luck!
"Ha, my hands are bright red!
"Hehe, proof of hard work. Meg has medication so it would be easy to cure..."
"I'll leave it!
"Really? So, if it hurts and there's nothing you can do, you're gonna fix it, right?
This kind of pain, it's been a long time. Everyone in the guild tries to heal just because I made a scratch. Hey, you were becoming a bad parent, weren't you? Those are the days I think about it again. Of course, I love everyone, but it's no different!
But like Rabbi, sometimes tough and coaching me alot is something like this... ticklish. Fresh, happy. Really, like your mother.... I'm too young for a mother, and I don't really know what a person named Mother looks like!
"So it's time to get off. Let's have dinner."
"Yes!"
That's what Mr. Rabbi says, he goes down the cliff one foot ahead. It's still cool to go down dangerously with a slight appearance.
Me? I can get down faster than climbing, too, can't I? I just can't do as much as Mr. Rabbi does. It goes down and down with your feet and hands on the protruding part of the decomposed rock, grabbing the strong looking squirrel or jumping lightly! I am grateful to my highly athletic parents. Ring? I hear the lack of motor nerve was a mother's concession...? and ho.
I think I've been getting pretty wild because I've been living those days. You've been too classy! I want to continue this kind of training every day, little by little, even after I return to the Devil's Land. Who better to ask...... Gil, Saura and Shrier are too protective, too. I mean, not much for everyone, maybe not the same. Juma, huh? I thought so, but he doesn't know what a limit is, so let's not. I don't want to die yet!
"I thought it was your father..."
Now he's as overprotective as everyone else, but I feel like a father who grew a ring could convince him. That's what I thought and leaked Poirot to himself, and Richter ate it.
"What? What did you do to your father?
"Oh, uh, I want to train you when I get home, so, uh, who do I rely on..."
When I answered that, oh well, Richt put his arms together with a face that convinced him.
"Is it because everyone around you is overprotective? Surely a real father would be able to be tough."
Technically, I also don't feel like a real father, but things are too complicated around here, so I'll keep my mouth shut. As a soul, I'd say a real father, wouldn't I? For once, I mean Demon King now... I don't really have a sense of majesty or reality. I'm sorry, Demon King.
"Me too... my dad was tough. But I've been thinking about me and being tough, and now I know."
Richt went on to talk about himself. Richter's father... he must be in Japan, right?
"What about Richt's father...?
But maybe, sometimes. So I asked him once. I didn't know if I could ask...
"... I'll probably never see you again"
"Probably?"
"Oh. I don't think I can go home anymore..."
Unexpectedly hugs Richt because he looks so sad.
"Whoa, Meg? It's gonna be okay, okay? I've known for a long time now..."
"Time doesn't matter!
Time will surely not heal such a sad and painful thing. Well, sometimes time solves things, but no matter how much time goes by, you decide what to do when you remember. Even I remember that the ring is dead, and it's still hard.
"Spicy things are spicy. Richt, you want to see your family, don't you?
"Oh, that's... yeah..."
"It's painful to fool your heart by saying you're okay now, isn't it?
It's still hard on you, but it's okay now, it's not really going to work out when you say you're okay anymore. Tell yourself, I'm just being strong. I still do it a lot, too.
So what am I supposed to do?... to feel happy "now". "Now" there's a place where I can feel safe.
"Richter is already like a family to me. I don't think we can solve this... sad or painful, I want you to share it. You want to talk? Any story."
"No... but..."
Richt was lowering his brow butt more and more. Well, do I get in trouble for such a young girl telling me? Though we're having a thick day, we haven't had a long relationship yet, have we? I trust people right away, though.
But I wish you could forgive me. Whether you can go back to Japan or not, I want you to meet everyone in Ortus and make a family here.... I may lack persuasion because I'm the one with a real family...
"If you go to Devil's Lands, I want you to meet my family. I need to introduce you to Richter."
"... yeah, well. Thanks, Meg. You really give a shit about people... I'm not cool."
Richt, smiling bitterly with that said, reaches out and strokes Kushaksha and my head.
"Just a little more, wait. One day... I'll talk to you."
"... yeah. I'll listen to you."
"Pup, that's not tight."
"It's a listening place. Yo!
He was talking pretty well, but he bit me at the end. Hey, pity......!
But, well. If Richter's awkwardness got a little confused because of that, I'm going to laugh at him a little bit.