See the moving twin leaf tree demon in your hand.\n
With three thin roots, Iâm desperately trying to get up.
As I stared, I pulled but stood up.
âDad, Iâm standing up.â
With that said, you looked it up after you were attacked. The book only contained information about your parents.
If you had a child, what would you need first?
Tree demons are plants, right?
âSoil, water, nutrition?
âIs that the first thing you care about?
Tilt your neck to your fatherâs words.
Was there anything else you couldnât care less about?
Wooden demons look at me and your father strangely.
Your father laughs small and shakes his neck to the side.
âNothing. More than that, do kids need water?
To your fatherâs words, a tree demon rocks his body to the left and right with a pull.
Does that mean you donât need it?
Or didnât it make sense?
When a tree demon brings a root before us, it moves with a patter.
Then there were droplets on the roots.
âWow, can you collect moisture from the airâ
âCan you collect this kid yourself?
Ask as you put the child of the tree demon in your hand up a little bit.\n
âThatâs amazing. And then nutrition⌠whatâs for dinner?
âA tree demon is a demon that absorbs magic and grows, so isnât it magic?
âLike Sol, can you take it from a magic item?
âIf I canât, should I give it from me?
The tree demon that was listening to me and your fatherâs conversation shakes a little hard, left and right when I bust it.
âIs it not? Can you tell me what you need?
When I saw the tree demon, I pointed at the bag that was lowering from my shoulder with my roots.
The bag contains what you need for your journey.
When you open the bag lid, when you do, the roots go inside the bag and take something out.
âThe curse and the de-cursing potion had a little special magic in it.â
Lift the purple potion to the height of your eyes.
Potions that are getting a little cloudy.
Is it okay with Sola and the others in a degraded version of the potion?
When I look at the tree demon, I stare at the purple potion.
Tree demons twisting in my words.
Passing each bottle to a tree demon, when I cleverly used the roots to open the lid of the bottle, I hung the contents on my body.
Seeing where the purple potion was hung, the potion was about to soak up the tree softly.
Itâs more of a sucked impression than a digested one. \nWhen you remove the purple potion from the bag, open the lid and apply it to the child of the tree demon in your hand.
âOh, it seemed like a lot.â
In my hands, a child of a wooden demon soaked in a purple potion.
When I showed your father, he lifted only the child of the tree demon properly, so he put the leftover purple potion on the tree demon in front of him.
âFather, were you okay?
âOh, it looks fine, especially if you dip it in the potionâ
Shows me the child of a tree demon in my hand.
Small, these twists are so cute.
I donât know if I can say mother, but sheâs cute when the big tree demon in front of her twists, but sheâs too powerful compared to her kids.
âBy the way, Ivy, what are you gonna do with this kid?
What am I supposed to do?
Or what a tree demon has given this kid?
When I saw the tree demon, it was violently twisted.
A wooden demon that stops moving perfectly to my words.
Staring at me, he gave it to me when he received the child from your father.
Tree demons swinging up and down on my words.
Piscilli and cave sound again.
Iâll give you my hand and take it, but I donât think I raised this?
âDad, do you know how to raise a tree demon?
âAt all, I donât know. Why donât we just keep the purple potion up?
Or why did the tree demon give this kid to me?
A tree demon is supposed to be the second one but that demon when it was attacked.
â⌠are you taking me?
âWhat? Because of it. Sheâs dancing cute.â
\nIs this normal among tree demons?
Sola and the others come under me because theyâre out of playmates.
âDid you have fun? Glad you could play.â
âCiel, thank you for keeping an eye on meâ
Itâs open in turn. I stroke my head with my hands.
Ciel looks in my hand and squeals.
Sora and the others seem to be interested, peeking into my hands.
âIvy, you have to name him.â
If youâre traveling with me, itâs inconvenient without a name.
âAh, Tron! How about a tron?
The wooden demon child stared at me, but when I heard his name, he jumped pimply in his hand.
If youâre not careful with this, you could trample on it.
âFather, Iâm worried about this little oneâ
âMe too. Letâs find something at the next dump.â
âYeah, until then⌠what do we doâ