Then we just headed to Mr. Shell's room. While I follow Mr. Pipi, my heart remains buzzing. That makes me nervous! Listen, I got rid of some misconceptions, but I still only have that image.
I don't want to see your face, what if they say something like that? They're going to say......! If that's all there is to it, why don't we just get kicked out of the high elf town or something? Oh, that's troublesome.
That's my anxiety. Mr. Pipi laughs corny and goes on in his unmistakable footsteps. Oh, oh, wait! But maybe it's better for me to be taken with or without it. It's better than time running out.
"Yes, we're here.... Oh? Looks like he's not here right now."
Near the forest entrance, a short distance from the settlement of the town, Mr. Shell's room, or shed, was built. Mr. Pipi didn't hesitate to open the door and Zunzun walked in, but it looks like Mr. Shell at the time is away. Somehow ho.
"Well, you went to the woods when you sensed you were coming. Definitely! I'll go after him. Yikes!
"Oh, wait!
I rush after Mr. Pipi, who poked his fist up and headed into the woods. I mean, I sensed it coming and I ran away, I knew I was avoided!? I can put my hands on Pong and his head when I'm lightly shocked. It's Mr. Gill's hand.
"I'm fine. I haven't decided I won't see you yet."
Oh, yeah, right. Not if it goes negative. Besides, you can't give up on this much, can you? I can't! Determined I look up anew firmly and chase Mr. Pipi on a small run. Mr. Gill? You're walking, right? Shut up. Hey, I only have to run because I have short legs. It's because you're a child, not shorter than normal. So why don't I give you a little hug? You don't have to look at me like that! Mr. Gill!
About a few minutes of small runs in this way. That place, which I have not yet come to either, gave the impression that there were many big trees when I did it. Among them, nature and eyes on a fine tree. Breathtaking without thinking about its magnificence. It's thick enough trunk for an adult to hold hands and finally surround himself with ten or more. I feel the air is clear and this place is as clean as a fountain.
The intended person stood quietly under the great tree. The long silver hair flowing on his back is undisturbed and, as always, stands with no gaps. I won't show you any such bare hands, even though you absolutely realize we're here. Looked like he was staring straight at the big tree with his back to this one.
"Shell."
Mr. Pipi calls his name. Because I can read my mind, I think that's what I came here for. Mr. Shell slowly turned to us in response to his voice.
"Oh, um...!
Despite your prospects, this is my problem. I spoke out because I thought I should ask you properly out of my mouth, but with my soothing hands, I got it under control.
"Come."
And it's just short, that's all I can tell you. Ho, you're really someone who doesn't have enough words. I'm confused and look alternately at Mr. Gill and Mr. Pipi's face. Mr. Gill is staring at Mr. Shell without even trying to hide his vigilance, and Mr. Pipi is swelling his cheeks with a troubled man... erm, what do we do?
"Shell... why don't you mind a little?
"Hmm. I guess that's the one you need. Why should I pay attention to such people?"
"Ugh, that's the place!?
Although Mr. Pipi is campaigning and protesting, Mr. Shell's attitude remains unchanged. Well, if it changes to this extent, you haven't had a hard time in the past. All right, I've made up my mind.
"Meg!?
Mr. Gill hurries to call me for taking a step forward. I looked back once, smiling at Mr. Gill like that.
"It's okay, Mr. Gill. Because I believe you, believe me?
Because I believe you can help me if you need anything, and I'm not like I was back then. Besides, I guess... it's really okay, 'cause I feel like it. You conveyed that feeling, Mr. Gill pulled in the hand he was about to leave and nodded gently at me. That overprotective Mr. Gill! It is a little touching.
And, well, leave that alone. I immediately twirled forward and proceeded straight to Mr. Shell's front. Behind my back, Mr. Pipi tells me it's okay because I have my abilities when I have to. It is a nice follow.
"... Long time no see. Mr. Shell."
Stop at a distance you can't reach or not, and greet me first. When she looked properly into her eyes and said so, Ms. Shell wrinkled between her eyebrows. You don't have to hate me so much. No, no, don't flatter me. I have to ask you to do it right.
"Please, would you look into my special physique?
It helps to be honest that you don't have to explain a lot. This is how you can ask for direct access.
We stare at each other for a while. thrilled.
"... close your eyes"
"Huh? Ah, yes"
I honestly listen to what you have to say, although few words have said that and I have a strange voice. When you first saw the Spirit, when you had Mr. Shrier bewitch you, do close your eyes and relax, because I remember being told something like that. Probably something like that.
"... I had no doubt. Stupid kid."
You said simple fools, didn't you? Come on, it's a fact, I can't say it back! But I'm sure it's not as good as Brother Juma. Oh, I don't care about that now. You probably read this thought too, Mr. Shell sighed. I'm sorry about something.
Shortly afterwards, the wind engulfed me. It's Mr. Shell's natural magic. It was a fluffy, gentle breeze when Mr. Shrier, but I got the impression that this breeze was somehow unfamiliar. Yes, I'm just not used to the way you add and subtract. Because I don't feel any signs of violence. It's kind of dusty and soothing to pass on. Oh, don't tongue me, Mr. Shell. I said I'm sorry I thought of something extra.
While I'm doing that, the wind subsides softly. Apparently, he's finished looking into his special physique. When you open your fearful eyes, there's Mr. Shell's face that blinds you lightly. Uh, uh, what?
"... it's a dream"
"Dream, cross...?
And I figured I'd just tell you that briefly. Mr. Pipi leaked a small voice saying no way.
"Oh, you know. What kind of ability is dreaming?
I also feel scared to ask, but if you're going to tell me, now's the only time. Of course, I'll check it out myself later, but I'd prefer a lot of information. As she stared and waited, Ms. Shell deepened the wrinkles between her eyebrows before sighing again. O, it is read......!
"Keep it up. I can see all things through my dreams. I can cross, see, and interfere with people's dreams, past and future. Predictive dreams, past dreams, etc."
"Top......?
"It means a better ability than a predictive dream that only the future can see. Don't you even know that?"
Yikes, the lizard stings! Besides, I'm gently dis Mr. Yenna's ability to predict dreams. That's amazing enough, isn't it? But you're dreaming. For that......
"Even when I'm not asleep, you know, I look..."
Yes, it is. In normal life, it is often suddenly visible. Dreams are what you see when you're asleep, right? I asked because I thought so, and they gave me a huge, long sigh. Sigh, you're throwing up too much.
"It is the ability to cross dreams, so there will be no need for the surgeon to be asleep. I can cross at any time, so I'm dreaming. It would be easier to see while you're sleeping."
Oh, you mean that? Everything, even predictive dreams and past dreams, they see when they're awake. If you ask me, it's always been the same. That exhales a long sigh, doesn't it? Excuse me.
"This had more special physique than I expected... Meg"
"Huh? But in the end, it's not that different from before, is it? Just more to be seen..."
I'd rather have trouble deciding which one is what my dream is because of the increase. It would be easier for me to know that the future is the future. But I was immediately reminded in the ensuing explanation that that was too swallowing an idea.
"Is it the same thing! It's not just about watching, it's about interfering. That means it can affect the past, the future, people's spirits."
"Huh..."
Uh, so, what do you mean?
You mean the past, the future, you can change it with one of my actions? That also affects people's lives and deaths, right...? Then spirit? Dreams, right? You know, that if you take a wrong step, you can make your mind sick, or you can break it...?
Hey, what's that? Scary. Realizing the horror of my abilities, I felt sassy and bloodthirsty remembering it was there at the same time.
"Ah, wow, I... before this, in a dream, touch a person's shoulder..."
That's right. It was my father's dream, that one. Father's past dreams. Father's shoulder I touched without any concern. I was just worried, I just wanted to encourage you, but what if that little behavior was affecting my current father? If that's a good direction, if it's still good, what if it's still the result of suffering?
I don't know what works for what.
"Ah... what shall we do"
My hands tremble. No, my whole body is shaking. There's just too much, and more and more magic still. Plus I even have such a special physique.
What? I, if that bothers you... make people, even the world, a mess.
- I'm scared.
"Meg!!
I heard Mr. Gill screaming like he was in a hurry.