167 Lesson 37: The Day Discussion (1/2)

I proved my strength in Takashima and was entrusted with the handling of stingrays. Suzume will not be attacked by a swordsman's assassin in the future.

It was natural to tell Suzume about it. If there is a problem, other than that.

Does Ouken, named Lord Tayama, talk to Suzume about his knowledge of ghosts and gods? How far do you talk even if you do?

I have always thought about it by touching the fold. But we haven't come to a conclusion yet. Even now that I've lowered my hips to the bench alongside the suzume, I haven't.

One of the reasons I was lost was that I had doubts about the credibility (because of Shinpi) of the knowledge I had acquired. Anyway, when I heard this story, I was sticking a blade in Owken's neck. There is no denying the possibility that Ouken spoke bullshit.

Even if Ouken was telling the truth, there is also a question as to whether it makes sense to tell Suzume about it. Knowledge of what God is and what Shiyu is can do no good for living in peace. Worst case scenario, gaining knowledge deepens your tune with the gods - oh, my God, it can happen.

To tell the truth, I didn't want to tell Suzume these things. Again, it is a knowledge that is not necessary for a normal life in the city of Ishka. Words like turbulence and divine descent don't suit a stinger. I sincerely want you to continue to live a peaceful and peaceful life.

I was just aware that the feeling was my push.

It already contains waves at a time when ghosts live in the human world. It's not like I can always be there for you.

In the first place, I'm not sure if the scumbag wants my asylum. Without my involvement, the Gods wouldn't have attacked me.

So first of all, after I heard about the problems that Suzume seems to have, I thought I'd get right to the story around it.

”Well, Mr. Suzume,”

”Yes, what is it!?

Speaking up, Suzume stretched his spine perfectly and responded with a forceful attitude.

He seemed nervous about something at the time he sat on the bench, so I called out to loosen that up - yeah, it didn't work at all. I mean, why are you putting your body on such a cock?

I wondered and relaxed, and the scratch shrunk my shoulders like I was afraid. I didn't interrogate them on top of each other, but I waited for Suzume to talk to me.

A small mouth flickered after counting slowly by about twenty.

”... it's just painful to take care of Sola and the others all the time,”

When I hear that, I'm still frowning. I don't think you're looking after me all the time. He helps me out a lot about the house, about the clan - I thought so, but here again, I don't rush to get the word off, I wait for the word of a stigma to end.

While I was gutsy and overheard, the thing that was capturing Suzume's heart came to mind on a blur.

In a nutshell, that's fear.

Being around you annoys the people around you, injures you, and maybe lets you die. I could therefore be kicked out of this place for that reason - that was the fear.

Suzume has always tended to have problems with this hand, but as he became acquainted with life in Ishka, he no longer showed any troubles. I guess the build-up of the fact that even ghosts can live in people's worlds has erased anxiety.

The presence of Seal and Lunamaria, who are kind to me, and Miroslav, who teach me magic to it, also seemed significant. Suzume himself did not make any effort to help everyone at all. I also think that was leading to confidence.

The reason that the stinger has been imprisoned for troubles again - I don't even have to think about it. There is only the raid of the Gods before this.

When I thought of the three of them in the back of my brain, I had to see the tongue spill.

Raiders revealed for the lives of ghosts. Seals falling in cover of themselves. I have no doubt that the events of that time cast a shadow on the feeling of tinnitus.

Because I knew that, after everything was done, I called out many times not to worry about the stinger - apparently, this one didn't work very well either.

Maybe it's natural if you think about it. Someone close to me was attacked because of me. Even if it's the raiders that are bad, the fact that the cause is themselves doesn't work. You can't help but care if I was in a stingy position. If it is a gentle and serious stigma, it is still a matter.

Back then, it was the dragon hole, the clientele, the king of the beast (Behemoth). I never meant to snuff around - but now I should have listened to you more intimately. Let's reflect.