My Parasite Skill System

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"Ho. And you do have a way with children, young elegant princess, I can notice."

"I'm not a kid, though."

"Hahaha, but let this most respected Uncle still his flattering, allow not this poor me grow arrogant in praises–"

"I'm not a kid, though."

"–You are right, you are right. And likewise, let not this poor old man grow so either."

"I'm not a kid, though–" Old spoke, "Yes, yes," and I continued snorting, "Humph."

"… and you are right, too. Do please make yourself comfortable, Uncle."

"Thanking you, I will."

"Mm-hm. Very well."

Finally, he sat, that old wrinkled body. And let him be grateful I was okay to let him sit near my elven princess.

And after I saw him do so, sitting right next to the elven lying princess, I agreed with the human princess when she sit slid back into her place, too.

She said he would be able to best take care of Leafana, and I figured she was right.

I'd rather entrust that fragile and weak, pale body to Old. He knows his stuff better than I do.

That, and sitting next to big sister isn't all that bad. I get to see her pretty smiling face from even closer.

Yes, you would have guessed it, she instantly turned her face to mine and met my eyes with an oh-so-gentle smile.

And sliding herself again, but this time about across the bench, she got herself nearer to me.

Next thing was her palm placed on top of my head, patting the top of it and messing with my hair.

Slightly frowning, it wasn't like I didn't like it, but I still frowned nonetheless.

Without intending to, my eyes then met with Old's. And … pfft. The jerk, what is he arching up and down his brows with such a playful grin at me for?

I shook my head desperately; he grimaced again, but it was only all the more playfully.

And witnessing our little exchange, the human princess did giggle happily once more.

On Old's side and bench, there was him (quite naturally) and the elven princess. As she was lying onto the length of it, Old was confined to only one little spot to the right of the bench.

Leafana's head was resting just beside Old as it was covered under her smooth, beautiful, and noble hair and slightly propped up by my ingenious pillow; she moaned again and underwent a crisp.

It made me gulp, and only gulp. Instantly, and all of a sudden, I was alert. What was it again??

And Old's big palm reacted to that, too. Though it didn't gulp, no.

Rather, it went and stroke her head, warmly and gently … which instantly calmed her down.

Then again, breathing a sigh of relief, I thought things were better off the way they were. I wouldn't have done that this spontaneously sitting next to her.

Old is a good tool. I should thank him more for that.

Well, well, well. Let's move on to the future, now, why don't we.

–Finally, we were all sitting in and ready to set off down the track.

The princess acted accordingly and called to the coachman (I know right?–the luxury of having a coachman) when, lo and behold!–the carriage suddenly started to be pulled onward.

Noble Carriage was pulled and pulled by the horses, which were themselves pulled and pulled by the coachman. That was himself pulled and pulled by the string of his mind.

All of which was being headed to some new place. And all of which under the sun.

Someplace neither I nor Old had thought of going so sooner. The city and heart of the Kingdom of the Rinceville dynasty.

Drastic changes took place from one day to the other.

And here we found ourselves. In this luxurious carriage. With this luxurious princess. And she wants to make an adventurer of me.

'Becoming an adventurer,' only sounded off, if I were to imagine that yesterday. But now, I actually can't wait to see!

Old and I had planned something like this. But really, for things to fall into place so quickly and effectively really was impressive, to say the least, to me.

Neither Old or I would go complaining and against that, that goes without saying. We were headed to the drastic changes and were happy with it.

❮'What lies behind the story?': Follow the princess of Rinceville … and get all comfy with her!❯

Yeah, I know, right?

What's that even mean, Guide, Sir?

I didn't bother asking.

But we're following the princess now. Treading our feet right after hers in the snow. That's all there is to it, and that's about the pragmatical form of it.

Partly due to the human royalty's many offers, and partly due to simply the quest. That makes up for two reasons for us to go to the city.

Though I'd be guessing the two are correlated in some strong way.

The quests are hence supposedly about me being an adventurer.

Is it that big of a surprise? Not at all. I mean, there's that other quest, too. With the party of Clumsy Babe. I can't forget them, right?

And so that's that.

I'm following the princess … and will somehow have to get 'all comfy' with her.

Concentrating and thinking about something less important, the wheels are what they are: wheels.

Spinning around themselves over and over again, that's about all they got to do to make us move.

They're very silent, the wheels. Still somehow though, I can hear them go rollin' and rollin' and rollin' again.

They aren't even creaky and feeble like the other's wheels; I can still hear them. And it's not even only me with my keen hearing.

Be it me, Old, the human princess, or the reassured by Old's caressing palm elven princess … or maybe not her since she's so deep into her sleep … everyone can hear them go!

Why is that? And more importantly, why am I enouncing that?

Obviously, it's very silent. Very, very silent. No-one talks.

And weighing down on every one of us, the silence only was too much for the human princess.

I and Old weren't affected by it in the slightest.

We were way too used to it. And as a matter of fact, I couldn't count all the shared silences we'd been enjoying together.

The big sister was somehow different though. And who actually could hold that against her, hm? No-one.

Plus there was the fact she had told me herself they needed to talk details with Old.

Why does she say nothing, then?

She's basically the stranger here.

I knew this. She was being annoyed by it, but she still didn't open up a conversation of any sort.

Aside from clearing her throat painfully, she doesn't let out much of anything.

When it was only me and her, she wasn't all that intimidated at all.

Now though, is this Old having an effect on her? I don't know. Maybe he and his tenacious obsession for assessments took the best of himself, now again.

And regardless, amusingly teasing Old decided to put an end to that as he'd noticed that too.

Chuckling to myself, there finally was something less boring about to happen, a conversation.. I listened to them both.

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