I Will Leisurely Become Healer in Another World

Shaw and Hull hurried out as they sent Inn, the people downstairs, but Hull stopped Shaw trying to run over the street first. And I asked the young woman with the little child who was outside if she knew Rick. What a waste of time you're looking for.

"Didn't you see Rick, um, the Canaan boy who was with us"

"Oh, that girl? I jumped out of the inn suddenly and ran across the street first, but I turned right back and went the other way. I also saw your father follow you with a troubled face."

Hal almost laughed unexpectedly at Rick doing the same thing as Shaw, but only thanked the intrigued woman for what had happened and headed to the other side of town.

I've never been much more on the other side of town during the past week, as I worked mainly along the streets with young people. I could see Cyrus standing in a troubled face in the middle of the road between such wheat fields.

"Cyrus!

"Oh, Shaw, Hal"

Cyrus turned around with his troubled face after all, and looked forward again as he did.

"It's a gym seat. I miss it."

Maybe I shouldn't say nostalgic or anything, but at the end of the road between the wheat fields, there was Rik sitting around with his knees. It is easily understandable and depressing.

"I was worried to follow you, but I didn't know if I could speak up."

Hal freaked out when he saw Shaw unexpectedly looking at Cyrus' face so crushing, thinking he had the same face as Falco but his troubled face was cool or something. But Hal stopped Shaw from trying to run over Rick when he realized himself that it wasn't the case.

Shaw, I'm coming.

"Hal, why? Oh, yeah, okay."

Shaw was bewildered for a moment, but as soon as he saw Hal's eyes that he was at his disposal, he understood.

Shaw is a healthy, straight guy, so he's a little too dazzled when he's depressed.

Hal slowly approached Rik and sat down next to him and held his knee in silence, just like Rik.

For a while, there was too much time to say nothing, but eventually Rick started talking pompous, with his head dropped between his knees.

"Mine, the power to heal the earth. I don't know anyone but Cyrus. Since I arrived, I've stopped paying many times, and Cyrus has gone faster to explore the wasteland, but that's all they think about when they get more manpower."

It's hard to make an effort even though people don't appreciate it.

"Still, it was fun. The earth regains its strength so that those who are not energetic may be enlivened. The result of what I did is I don't know until the next year when the green sprouts. The grass grew out of the ordinary, and, oh, the soil got better."

Hal nodded softly without saying anything.

"But I was wondering if the demons were coming together because of it and bothering the people in town or if some of them could have been hit by slime and left a trail of injury, me"

Hal looked softly at Rick next door.

Rick was not nagging anymore, and he was firmly forward as if trying to see about Canaan, beyond the wheat fields. Turning that face toward Hull, he shyly looked away and now laid his hands behind him and looked up into the sky.

"It's my fault, you shouldn't be ashamed to scream and jump out of the room. Adolescent children, no, just adolescent or me. I'm thirteen."

Hal laughed as he tickled intolerably.

Looking back, Shaw is twitching in the back. Enough? Can I go now? And I'm complaining all over my body, but not yet. Hal shook his head small and showed it.

"Hey. About this one. It wasn't just my fault."

"Yes, Rick's healing was the trigger. Where demonic attention was gathered, because the mentor and Shaw used great magic, so."

"Right. Think back slowly here, I thought you might be."

Apparently, he's calm enough to think about it. Hal looked back at Shaw for a moment and signaled with his eyes.

"It's my fault and my mentor's, but that's why I don't regret it."

Shaw slowly approached him and sat back to pinch Rik with Hal, saying so. I heard more or less the story. Rick looked at the neighbor Shaw as surprised.

Hal sighed in his heart when he could clearly say he didn't regret it, even though he had finally suppressed his self-blame, but Shaw still thought he was blind.

"I'm only a trigger, something that's not essential"

"Not in essence?

Shaw's words might have been a little hard to understand.

"The cause of the increase in demons. Even if we had some more power, there are plenty of people in this world who have just as much magic. And yet this has never happened before."

"Magic didn't mean much in the plains, so I'm not sure."

Rick snapped that he didn't even know if his powers were big or special.

"The beginning of more demons coincides with when we got here. I mean, the cause was the goddess' hunt, the train of our world one or two minutes of soul"

"No way."

I guess I totally forgot. Rick's eyes opened wide to Shaw's description.

"I don't know how that soul I replenished is used. But I'm pretty sure the sudden increase in energy is having some effect on the increase in demons"

"Did you?"

Rick, who has lived relaxed on the plains, may certainly have had difficulty understanding.

"Rick, I just need you. Whatever power I have, whatever I'm doing, I just need to be able to spend time with you. Is such an easy thing to worry about?"

Soon Cyrus stood behind the three of them.

"Dad."

Rick looked up at Cyrus as he sat down.

"If that's the world's problem, it would be a strange story to bear it alone with children. Just because you guys are from other worlds, what does that have to do with anything? I'd rather be the one invited by the goddess."

Shaw and the three of them looked at each other.

I never thought I'd been invited, etc.

I only thought they brought me here because I don't care about my soul.

When we talked about it, Cyrus remained silent for a while,

"If you're souls that don't matter, how powerful souls were your worlds? All three are so glorious."

and snapped to squeeze it out.

Cyrus does not see the glow of his soul. But I guess that's what they said when they saw themselves living hard.

Although the crushed words belonged to Cyrus, Hal felt as if Leon had told me so.