Slowly I walk back to my room, dropping off Meg and Gill's back, and I stroke my chest down. Look, it didn't have to be my ability, did it? And I whined a little, but you didn't hear me. It's not something I should bother to tell you.
Shall I come to my beloved's turn? Very clumsy, to that man.
"Shell."
I came to his room and knocked lightly three times. Then I open the door and go inside calling his name. This is the usual pattern of behavior. Shell is extremely reluctant to change a pattern. The truth is, even if you noticed it was me before you walked into the room, it's like doing this calms you down. I don't want to ruin his mind in vain either, and I'd be happy to say that if it calms him down to this extent, hey!
"As much as I reply, I just think you can!
That's right, we've come this far, so why don't we just do that? It swells my cheeks by accident. I hung it on his back from behind because it was sitting on my favorite leather sofa.
"Heavy"
"You don't even think about fine dust."
Because I know. That word is hidden. Now that we're on the same page, it doesn't mean we're being weird. It kind of conveys your feelings to me so that you can read my thoughts. It's my turn, naturally.
"You'll let me hear it, won't you? About Meg."
As he sat sideways on Sulri and Shell's lap, Shell wrinkled between his brows more than usual. Oh, ugh. I'm glad you lit up. Oh, I said I'm sorry. Stop practicing real magic because I'm serious.
"You're with the high elves at the beginning, right?... dreaming."
"... what's wrong with that"
On Shell's lap, I take his sarcastic silver hair in my hand, knitting it into three knits, and I go on with the words. You're gonna stick with me, right, this.
"A high elf at the beginning that was too powerful and ended his life with little use of that power. He's the first person to be dropped from the status of God, isn't he? I mean, ex-god, right?
"So that's what it is."
Such a long time ago, it doesn't matter when it comes to now. You know what you're trying to say. I'm not being honest.
"To God, there's a chance we'll go back. Meg would."
You do realize that, don't you? That there will be more magic than you. Being liked, powerful by people and able to unify demons. You can't have never thought about it because you still have all that potential and power to say you're a child. Because I was trying to get that kid for once.
"Hmm...... not interested already"
"I know that. But you thought about it, didn't you?
To be honest, I don't think it's an impossible story. Meg said she could even be a god one day. It was also this man's long-standing dream. But like I said in person, I don't even seem to think about Kakera right now.
"The high elf at its beginning is the fool who chose to live as a person"
"Oh, well. I wasn't the one scratching to go back to God."
So that's what you're trying to say Meg won't be a god either. But the high elves of the beginning I scratched to return to God and the high elves of the beginning with the ability to dream. Which had more power as God...... it's the latter. No matter how powerful, at the end of the day, the will says things.
That's why the high elves of those who scratched their feet vehemently disliked the other, right? I've heard it as a legend. I don't know what it's like to scratch the other one, but I don't know.
Nevertheless, this relationship is as if it were between Shell and Meg. It's called a position of grandfather and grandson, it's called ability, it's like together. Though I don't even know the gender.
What is this... coincidence?
"But you have no aversion to Meg, do you?
"A child who I thought was useless is blossoming in power, I just don't dislike, like or have anything to say about that"
"That's what I'll leave you with"
The High Elves at the beginning were too opposed to each other in their opinions. I think we felt strongly betrayed because we thought each other was important. Claim your opinions on how you don't understand... if you smell human. I thought so every time I heard this old story.
If I was one step wrong, Shell and Meg could have been at odds, too. But it didn't happen, probably because of Meg's presence. Although Shell was trying to stick to Meg and push her opinion, as was the high elf at the beginning... although Meg only rebelled against it, she didn't push her opinion to attack Shell or anything. I made a claim, though.
But the difference is huge. Something that didn't get any worse, even if the relationship between the two of them didn't go well because of it. I felt safe.... Yet.
"Shell, I think it's creepy that we end up the same..."
Beginning high elves. At the time, there was a war involving the world because they were wrong. It also ended in and about 200 years. As a result, there are those born. It is still being taken over, and its presence has always reigned in this world as the virtual top of the demonic continent.
-That's the Demon King.
"Meg is the next demon king...? I really think there's something called destiny. So I feel like something big is going to happen at the time, and I'm scared."
Though there will be nothing but us high elves to know that the first Demon King was a high elf at the beginning with a special physique of dreaming.
"Just think about it when you wake up"
To me frightened by the future, Shell stroked my cheek sullenly before lowering me off my knees and rising.
"It's only a build-up of the present, such as the future. Predictably, the only thing that remains unchanged is that."
"If we stack it up now, can we take it in the right direction?
"Hmm. Ugly, till I scratched my feet"
I thought it was a word I could say because he's been scratching my feet the whole time. He just wanted to prove what his ancestors thought. If I go back to God, I wonder if I can show you why the high elves at the beginning wanted to go back.
They said they only pushed each other's ideals, so they divided their opinions. If I show you the results, maybe something will change.
I just wanted to reconcile my family. But the family is no longer in this world. To be honest, it was hard watching you run into a grump. I wanted to save you.
I thought if I became a family, if Yenna was born, she'd notice a real family bond, but it didn't work out and I've been itching for a long time. But it didn't work... and I gave up. That's because I was lost, too. Because now I know. Is this it? I wonder if what I'm doing fits.
So I am deeply grateful to Meg for looking at him with an unmistakable, straight eye. I grew up with a lot of love, that girl full of love, that's why you could have made it, right? Making Shell realize the importance of the family in front of her right now.
"I'll scratch my feet too! Our precious grandson. I want that kid on a happier path than anyone else! You know, Shell thought so too, so you saved her, didn't you? You're trying to scratch me, aren't you?
Shell doesn't respond to my words. Heh, I knew it, but heh. Being confused and voiceless when you can throw direct balloon words up to this point. From going straight to the bedroom and closing the door with Batan, I can see that there is no denial.
Ha-ha, it won't convey his sincerity especially to Meg or Gill. I can tell you, but I don't think that's the same thing. The most important thing is for you to notice... yeah, Meg might notice. Because I'm sensitive to changes in people's feelings. Let's hope so!
Well, and. Now that Shell has confirmed his intentions, I think I might try to get my head upset about future measures. Ultimately, the only thing I can do is get him to do his best is itch his teeth! Besides, it looks like the Demon King and the leader of Ortus have already hit the measures, so it only seems useful enough to minimize the damage of Meg's magic runoff at best.
"I knew the stage would be... a martial arts competition. Um, at least I hope it's not during the tournament."
People are dangerous in many ways. Physically dangerous, but I don't know what rumors fly around. No matter how good a kid Meg is, no matter how many people were around to protect him, there's nothing I can do if only rumors spread, and something that will accompany him for life in the unlikely event of a disgraceful story. How long do you think it's been? We absolutely have to stop it!
"I have to talk to Mara, too. I know you're busy right now, but Meg is more important than the tournament."
Oh? I wonder if this is how Grandma feels about her grandson. It makes me want to do anything for you.... I'm dying to see your face too. I think I'll ask you out for a bath tonight. Because of this, you know I'm your grandmother. We can touch each other, right? Ugh, I don't enjoy it!!