When I asked Mr. Druid what to tell me, he was supposed to tell me instead.\n
When I hear it next door, I realize that I quite often forget to talk about it.
I remember Soraâs power to help Mr. Druid and what he eats, but it was less important in me.
Speaking of which, I forgot I ate some serious.
âJoy and sorrow are clear, and Iâm going to tell Ivy a lot of things in a honking voice.â
Isnât that the same with the other slimes?
When I look at your master, a flashing look.
⊠Apparently not.
But you can communicate with the demons and animals you tame, right?
There will be joy and sorrow in demons and animals⊠and I think the means to tell is about squealing.
âFlemâs abilities are unknown so far. Iâm not sure, but thereâs something about listening to Ivy that makes me think that Sola is judging Ivy whether sheâs a good person or a bad person.â
A good man or a bad man for me?
⊠Are you saying that you judged the person in the organization?
What, did Mr. Druid think that I was the standard?
⊠Really?
âMaster, are you all right?
When Iâm thinking about it, Mr. Druidâs voice reaches my ear.
When I see it, your master has his head.
What, what happened?
âMr. Druid, are you all right, Master? Something âIvy!â Ha ha.â
The Master, who lowered his voice, blocks the story.
I donât know. Iâm mad!
âNo!
âWhat?â\n
âLook, you canât still see me like this and tell me something for a few days! People are more suspicious, and as we talk, we decide if itâs okay! He said he looked like a good guy. What a rotten guy. If you talk to those guys about getting this kind of money, Ivyâs gonna be in trouble. Nice, people donât judge by their appearance, they donât trust people like they first met a few days ago. You got that?
Uh, I didnât know the way because it was quick.
Probably means looking at people and judging them properly, right?
âOkay. But itâs okay.â
âItâs not okay! Itâs only been a few days since you met me, and yet youâve told me something so important. What if I try to swap this information for gold? You can take Sola and Flem from Ivy.â
I donât think people who probably do that will tell you not to trust yourself.
âUm, Mr. Druid assured me of your master, and I decided that Sora would be fineâ
When we talked about your master, both Sola and Flem were bouncing around having fun.
To be precise, Flem was just being rolled by Sola.
When Iâm out of the bag, if thereâs a problem, stop and stare at me.
When youâre doing something fun, itâs when thereâs no problem.
âSola? Oh, you know what? No, maybe so⊠ha, I donât trust people right away for now, okayâ
âYes, I understand.â
âDruid, too, donât trust anyone you havenât seen in years right away. What are you gonna do if Iâm different? Ivyâs gonna get hurt. I can also use the dolphins to do something. Sometimes humans change in just one year, and thatâs the blank for a few years. Review it thoroughly again before you judge.â
âYes, but my master hasnât changed the way he used to.â
The Masterâs anger seems to have turned to Mr. Druid.
Nevertheless, I didnât mean to say, âDonât trust yourselfâ.
Thatâs the master Mr. Druid just trusts.
âHa, but Ivy was such a great kid.â
Looks like a little anger has subsided.
âIs that me?
âThatâs right. Because I have the power to make this all my people have.â
The power you can have with your people?
âI donât have the strength, do I? No stars.â \nSpeaking of which, your master had a faint reaction to no stars.
I used to hear about no stars.
âSpeaking of which, you did. Iâve heard too much and the shock faded, but that was an amazing fact too.â
Did you just forget?
Too bad.
âSo I have no power.â
âNo, thatâs not the power. What can I say, the power to attract people and demons, the power to connect those who are attracted?â
I wonder what that means?
âBad, I canât explain it wellâ
âNo.â
âIâm attracted to Ivyâs character.â
Iâm surprised at what Mr. Druid said.
My personality?
What⊠where?
âYou have it.â
Until your master!
Hmm, I donât know.
As he tilts his neck, Sora and Flem also lean sideways in the bag.
Apparently weâre tilting our necks together⊠though we donât have any necks.
âSpeaking of which, master. Was there anything about demon carcasses or magic in the adventurersâ story?
Oh, yeah.
It could have been solved with information about a demon that died over its lifespan or a mass of magic.
âOh, they found Lewâs body.â
\nâYes, Master, thank you for listeningâ
âNo, thank you for talking to me. Ahhh⊠Ivy, I need a favor.â
âWhat is it?
Itâs hard to say, but what is it?
Is that it?
Mr. Druid is laughing.
What does your master say, are you predictable?
âAdandala, yeah, it was more of a ciel, wasnât it? Please, let me see you. This street.â
With that said, the master rises out of his chair and bows his head deeply.
âWhew!â
Mr. Druid raised his surprise at his masterâs attitude.
âMaster, give me your head. Ciel will see you.â
âIs that true? Iâve always wanted to see you just once. Thatâs really good, huh?
âYes.â
âThanks, Ivy, no â Iâm glad Iâm aliveâ
Thatâs it!
Donât feel Ciel being far away sometimes.
If it were a forest, I wouldnât get that impression.
⊠Thereâs no such thing as Adandala, is there?
âUm, do you have a demon similar to Adandala?
ââ Huh?
No, I donât want you to look at such strange things with your eyes.
Ivy, Ciel is definitely Adandala.
Mr. Druid seemed to read my thoughts, and I was laughed at bitterly.
But everyoneâs talking about Adandala and Ciel that doesnât match!