Now, the captured Rabbis, they say everyone in the organization is in the central capital. That's it, Mr. Gill. He's taking another bat flight. If humans saw that, wouldn't it make a fuss?
"I have the Emperor's permission. Besides, I don't know how to compare it to the Demon King."
Speaking of which, you flew in like dragons when your fathers came. Some of the circulars were sudden then, and they made a fuss all over the place. Looks like you've had a hard time putting up the noise, says Gill. Oh, right.
By the way, in a city with a lot of people, it couldn't be cleaned up, so he stepped down in the figure of a dragon and went back to the human form on the spot to explain immediately to the Demon King. Some look neat like that idiot and like the demon king's aura, succeeding in overwriting from light fear to rumors that "the dragon was a super beautiful demon king". Says it was all your father's operation... but I think it's a good hand using people's rumors. But I can see how my disgruntled father looked then!
So it's an empty journey again! We all got in the cage and had to leave. Kay is on my shoulder again in a Chinese snake.
"You can sleep, Meg."
Thanks for your concern! But I'm embarrassed! I'll probably fall asleep, so extra!
"Meg, it looks like we're about to get there."
"Ngu...?
As I fell asleep, I woke up in the voice of Richt. You'll sleep strangely well, in a cage. I can't sleep, what a sure night to sleep in a cage. I can't sleep, though.
"Meg, your hair's messed up."
"Oh, thank you, Ronnie"
As I rubbed my eyes, Ronnie took good care of me. Brother!
"Yes, I thought something was wrong with this hair-fastened Meg."
Kay, who raised his neck a little from above his shoulder, took the hair ornament out of nowhere as he said that. I hold it tight with my tail. Clever, huh?
"Wow, cute...... Yikes, are you? Even if you get it..."
'Course. Meg said to get better soon. I chose it with Meg's smile in mind.'
Ugh, that's a huge oral complaint! My heart was ejected!
"Kay, you look so handsome..."
Richter is gently groping. I get it, it's a lot of hurdles, especially for the Japanese.
With a bitter smile, I receive a hair decoration softly from Kay. It's inspired by butterflies, with a light purple and pink marble pattern on the wings, glittering like stained glass. That's where the big barretta is.
Wow, this is getting a little longer hair too, so why don't we make it half up? I get ears, but don't you have to hide that you're an elf anymore? So I just raised my hair myself.
"Oh... isn't that nice?
"Mmm, cute"
Lifting my hair revealed a slightly pointy ear that could be described as a characteristic of the elf. Both Richt and Ronnie complimented me!
'You're so cute, Meg! It's like this butterfly is attracted to Meg's adorability!
"Kay, it's embarrassing, so it looks good around here..."
However, Kay's compliments do not know the limits. I was embarrassed and the fire was about to come out of my face. But the non-stop Mr. Kay praises me afterwards. Hey, what kind of punishment game is that?
And as they say, I got the feather to change into a pale yellow piece... made of chiffon and swept in a fuzzy style, Kay says, it's a fairy-like outfit. And praised again...... what a loop! How did this happen!
While I was bored, I finally arrived at my destination and Mr. Gill fluttered down. Then when I'm human, he looks at me seriously.
"Cute, rather than... beautiful, huh? You look like an adult."
"Whoo!?
"You wanted to see it fast, Girnandio"
A true compliment of unintentional hitting has shot through the heart. Zukungu!
Thanks to Mr. Kay, where the tension was moderately relaxed, we started walking. You can't go down in the city on a boulder. We descend a little farther away, and walk from it. Still, I gathered the gaze of the people on the road.
"... I know, but don't stand out, Meg."
"Yeah. You're so noticeable if you don't hide the color of your hair..."
Licht and Ronnie look at me with their eyes narrowed like they see something dazzling. Stop, because I know. But this is me, and I'm on the run, because it's not the same thing to hide. But it's uncomfortable being seen giddy by all sorts of people!
"Hey, Girnandio. I'm obvious, too, but I figured Meg was something else, right? What do we do?"
As I was shrinking, Mr. Kay said that to Mr. Gill, laughing at Nico. There's nothing I can do about it... I thought Gil, who showed a little thought, took the hood and mask off slowly. Thanks to that good-looking look all you want! What, what's wrong!? I would never take it off outside!
"Would this look help Meg a little bit?"
Saying so, Mr. Gill held me up. Oh no, he dispersed the gaze that tends to gather on me by being conspicuous himself...?
Mr. Gill doesn't like the way he looks too neat. Because I don't like to get attention if I do. And you think you're gonna do something you're not good at because all you do is gather your gaze on me? In fact, as soon as I show my face, Mr. Gill is in the spotlight. You're definitely looking at Mr. Gill, aren't you?
"Hmm, if you were holding Meg up, they'd be watching you more and more, right?
"It would be better than just seeing Meg. Besides, this is easier to protect."
Sure, this is arguably the safest place. Mr. Gill can fight and protect me in situations like now, where there are other subjects to protect. I have a comforting companion named Kay! Even if you can't use much magic, the two of them are physically very strong, so no problem. If you have to, you can fly away.
This continent was so full of anxiety... but not at all just because there was Mr. Gill or Mr. Kay. Heart strength, I'm halfway there! I want to be that kind of person someday, too.
By the way, that sounds like a painting, I'm ashamed of what Richter thinks, so I'll let you through!
"Something doesn't make me feel lazy... I guess I'm not in the right shape, me"
Richter made a rare weak noise on his way to a place like the Inquisition to enter the city. Are you feeling sick? Then Mr. Kay starts asking some questions as he puts his hand on Richt's forehead.
"Hmm, you don't have a fever. Richt, how long have you been feeling sick?
"Uh, a little bit out of the mine, I guess."
"Where does it hurt?
"No, that's not it... somehow the body is heavy..."
Otherwise, Kay will ask you if you have ever felt sick with food or how your previous wound is. So he put his hand on his chin and nodded, and he stroked Richt's head, not to worry.
"I'm probably not used to different concentrations of magic vegetables. I'll be doing better for going to Devil's Lands from here, but on the contrary, I'll be a little lazy. Richter's never been to the Continent before, has he? I'm too comfortable to adapt to the lack of magic here."
"Eh, but me, I've been growing up here forever."
To Kay's explanation, Richt says, surprised. Sure, you've been fine so far, haven't you? But what Kay's trying to say is whether or not he's experiencing this difference in magic concentration. Sure, I was somewhat tough at first, too.
"You'll get used to it soon because you're young. And once you get used to it, your body will adapt to it."
Those who possess magic say they'll get used to it roughly at once. This time, I'm fine, and Ronnie's in the mine, but you're coming and going!
Is that it? Actually, I wonder if Mr. Kay can be harsh, too. Maybe it's no big deal for Mr. Kay. That's awesome, but even if it was hard, it's awesome not to put that on the table.
Mmm, it's still going to take me a while for me to get here!