Nozomanu Fushi no Boukensha

"Uh, how far did you talk..."

I told you Jinlin wanted to be an adventurer in the future.

"Oh yes..."

I recall speaking to Lorraine's voice, you did get around there.

When you're talking about something distant, do you say that your consciousness comes as a blur, or your mouth speaks at will?

I feel unconscious, and, uh, how far...

It's a fun memory, but it's also a story that leads to hard memories, so maybe I can't talk about it extra consciously.

However, as a memory my body remembers, I can keep talking about it from my mouth.

The story of the mouth gradually turns to ruin.

I don't want to remember, to ruin.

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The next day, we were already leaving.

Where are we headed, it's the village of Hathaler.

When I woke up at the inn, had breakfast with Jinlin and Pravda and then headed to the loading and unloading yard, my father and mother were already there.

I guess I slept faster than we did because I had to come here early and work through a lot of procedures.

In fact, yesterday, it appeared that the assessment of the selling price of the goods loaded and unloaded had already been completed.

He had also already kept it loaded in his carriage for supplies such as necessities needed by the Hathhaler side.

All you have to do is load us up, the last package, and whip us into the horse.

"Lent, Jinlin, I'm leaving. Come on in."

That's what Pravda said, so we nod and get in the carriage.

It was only natural that the harsh scolding of Pravda yesterday was greatly influenced by the fact that the two of them acted like stiff, knights ordered to act by their superiors.

Don't bother getting so mad anymore......

Needless to say, both me and Jinlin thought that from the bottom of their minds.

I don't know if it's because of our quick action like that.

Getting ready to leave pretty quickly, my father Roxta's voice sounds as he sat on your stand.

"Let's go. Are you ready for this?

Me, Jinlin, Pravda, and my mother Melissa are already on the carrier, and we're loaded again.

Melissa confirmed that and told Roxta.

"Yeah, no problem. Let me out."

"Ooh."

And my father whipped him into the horse.

The carriage runs out slowly......

It was a short stay, but this was meant to be a big adventure for me and Jinlin.

In fact, I was badly injured, but I could see the fairy Fairy or something, and it would have been adventurous enough for a child.

Ever since I became an adventurer, I've learned with a real sense how precious Fairy is.

On the way home, Grandma Pravda told me, but even if I said it was precious, I thought it was Salia's flower or something like that.

Oh, Salia's flowers are flowers that only bloom on a full moon day of a particular season, growing around Hutthaler.

Well, it's precious. Instead, I can pick a lot.

Fairy Fairy wasn't really something I could see that way.

When we get back to the village, we'll talk to Jal and the Dollars and brag about it.

The sky of the journey, Jinlin would have thought so in particular.

Me?

I was me. Well, I had a lot of negative things to say and do, but still, it was fun considering what happened in town again.

Not so proud, I thought I'd tell the Jalls what happened in town.

Also about Jinlin's great adventures and great failures.

I mean, the way back home was a lot of fun, you know?

On the way.

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"... that you helped the fairy Fairy? Did you do something that dangerous?"

Shaken by a carriage, me and Jinlin explained to Pravda that it was a town.

Of course, she was surprised.

I was a little trembled that maybe I was going to dig it back and get angry, but around there, Jinlin told me that it was obvious, or that it didn't seem to be a problem at all.

Are you used to it because you're always mad at Pravda, or are you originally sitting on your chest...... no, it would have been both.

"Yeah. 'Cause it's called tasquette"

to Jinlin, who nodded honestly, Pravda, with a frightened face,

"I rarely see the fairy Fairy... I didn't expect to be the first to leave the village to experience that. Are you loved by some kind of star?... Well, that's okay. But Jinlin, Lent. Next time you find Fairy, don't get too close."

That's what I said.

That dialogue is unexpected, I ask.

"You mean don't do anything absurd?

But Pravda shook her head.

"It's not. No, there's that too... but more than that, you simply stay away from the fairy Fairy itself. They're fundamentally different from us. It's not something I know what I'm going to do. Of course, there are individual and racial differences, so I can't tell you at all... did you actually try to deal with them and feel strange?

That's what I've been asking, so me and Jinlin looked at each other.

And I remember.

... If you did say so, it could have been a little weird.

Does it feel like the conversation doesn't work, or does it mean an atmosphere that doesn't take any account of people's circumstances?

It seems like when people say that they think differently from humans.

"You have an idea, don't you?

And Pravda asks me and Jinlin.

Apparently, Jinlin had come to the same conclusion as me.

Pravda says again to me and Jinlin, who silently affirmed Pravda's question.

"I simply fell out of a tree. That wasn't the only danger. Do you want to run into a replacement child (change ring)?

That reminded me that we were threatened by our parents and close relatives that if we did something wrong, we would be replaced.

I didn't say who...

"Is that the work of Fairy Fairy?

When Pravda asked, she nodded,

"Yes. Without people realizing it, they trade a person's child for that of the fairy Fairy. They have such a habit. From a person's point of view, I can't think of exchanging my children with other people's children, but I'm told that people think differently around them. They're hard for us to understand..."

That's what I said.