Elves Have Migrated to My Planter chapter 2

Episode 2-Strange Flowerpot (2)

Episode 2-Strange Flowerpot (2)

“Oh…”

I don’t know exactly what kind of existence she is as she suddenly migrated into my pot. I know it’s an elf, but that’s all. Why he came here, how he got here, what his name was, etc., Are still questions.

But looking at her now, she looked like a warrior who was quite accustomed to fighting. She really didn’t hesitate to move her body, dodging enemy attacks and attempting her own attacks.

Although the size has become smaller, a lump of iron is a lump of iron.

Her iron pipe, which she grabbed and wielded, snapped her ant’s legs, shattered her jaw, and then crushed her head and body carapace, spraying her bodily fluids.

I, who had been watching with bated breath, was finally relieved. I don’t know why, but I was rooting for her from the start. She is confused even herself. She’s obviously just a stranger with whom she hasn’t spoken a word.

“Are you really bad at communicating with me? It’s useless…”

She muttered in the air and waved her hands, but her unknown letters that guided the necessary functions in the right place were not all-powerful.

Her All of a sudden, she wanted to hand her a piece of paper with her writing on it, but common sense made it unlikely that she would be able to read her Korean.

In the end, all I can do is express my wishes and wishes in a different way.

‘What is it?’

But as I was about to get up to hand over her materials to build her house, I sat back down when I saw the behavior she started taking.

Now she was standing in front of the ant she just hunted, doing something.

“– —-.”

She has her eyes closed and she opens her mouth to say something in her. Although I can’t hear it, I can see her mouth moving and doing something.

With one hand on her own chest, the other on her ant’s carcass. I didn’t even know what it was for, I just watched it blankly.

“What…”

And right after less than a minute passed like that. I opened my eyes wide at the faint blue light emanating from the ant’s carcass.

I don’t know what it is, but she guided the light into her own hand and put it into her own body.

That was all. After that, she dug up the ground nearby, buried the ant’s body, and started building the house again without stopping to catch her breath.

‘What if I didn’t use the zoom function?’

I got out of the veranda and stood in the living room and looked around. A small 1 bedroom villa. However, it is my precious home where I have been living for over 3 years.

I first looked around. There might be something useful in the room of this ordinary new employee in his 20s. For example, this toothpick.

Holding a toothpick, I changed my mind a bit. Obviously, the things I gave her could be reduced in size and conveyed, which allowed her to wield her pipe as a weapon.

But what if you don’t use the zoom function? If we could send the item in its original state, it would be more efficient for some parts.

“It’s enough if you try.”

I smiled and went back to the flower pot with a toothpick.

She was still grunting, holding on to the messy house. Pillars and a roof are somehow made from rotten, rolling twigs and dried moss flooring, but they look poor. The filthy field tent used in the army looks even better.

[Transfer items]

Again, the toothpick disappeared from my hand. But it was a little different from before. The two wooden toothpicks, which had been broken in half, fell into the flower pot without any magnification correction.

“—!”

She From her point of view, it was like two huge logs the size of her own trunk suddenly fell from the sky. She must have been greatly surprised and staggered, knocking her buttocks on the floor and looking up at the sky in haste.

Then she stood up cautiously and reached out to caress her toothpick. Perhaps realizing my intentions, she looked up at the sky.

That expression was a little different from before. It seems that it was only at this time that he became convinced that the being sending things to him was not the bonsai that became the world tree.

And the moment I saw that face. I jumped up from my seat, put on my coat, and hurriedly left the house. Come to think of it, there’s no point in giving just the ingredients.

Just as I gave her iron pipe to her fighting with her bare hands, I also had to give her tools to trim her materials.

“Can I borrow something like a hatchet?”

“That, it seems difficult to borrow, and maybe I can buy it? I’ll give you the money at the price of a new one.”

The place I found was the top floor of the villa. This is the house of the landlord, Jang Man-soo. The man I’ve known since college days looked surprised when I suddenly came to him on a holiday and asked if he could buy a hand ax-like tool out of the blue.

“Money is fine. It’s an extension anyway, so I’m going back. But what are you going to do?”

“I’ll give you a little bit. Thank you.”

As expected, the man whose hobbies are carpentry and bonsai had most of the tools in his house. Saws, shovels, hatchets, pruning shears, and so on.

After bringing them home in a sack, of course I headed for the veranda. Along with my handkerchief, which happened to be visible.

[Transfer items]

I dumped them all into a pot. This time, of course, with the reduction applied, so that she can use it. However, the handkerchief, which became a piece of cloth cut to 1/4 size, was not reduced.

“You can use that.”

You can’t hear it, but I looked at her in a daze, dumbfounded by the things that fell from the sky at her, but I called her to her looking at her.

‘Hello.’

Soon after, she awkwardly fidgeted with the hatchet in her hand and started moving. And when I saw that, I felt like I was out of breath.

She got up from her seat and politely bowed her head. He greeted the sky. But it wasn’t greeting the tree like before. Standing with their backs to the bonsai and trees, they greeted the real sky. Towards the face I cannot see myself.

I communicated with her for the first time. It was around the evening when the sun started to set, about 4 hours after I first noticed that an unknown elf had appeared in my flower pot.

***

‘Do I need a fire?’

In the evening, the sun goes down completely before you know it. Normally, when I would waste time playing games or watching odd videos, I risked the cold and sat on the veranda and watched the potted plants. Maybe something else will come up that I need help with. She was good with her hands. With her tools, she split and cut toothpicks and handkerchiefs around to make a decent tent house, and now she’s squatting in front of it, squatting.

The sight of a blonde elf practicing the fire-breathing method found in nature documentaries is amazing. I was thinking of sending him a lighter, but I stopped because I didn’t think he would know how to use it anyway.

Still, she must have excelled in technology, and within a short time, she created a small flame and made a bonfire.

Afterwards, I cut off the handkerchief I gave her and made a blanket for her, wrapped it around her body, and basked in the fire while eating it, after all, an apology I sent. I thought I would cut the apples into small pieces and send them to increase efficiency, but this mysterious system was crazy, so I had to apply a multiplier to send the food.

“Mr.”

Then I saw her cherishing the seeds of her finished apple. Are you planning on planting that to make an apple tree? At what age?

‘…What am I really doing?’

Soon it was later in the night when she took some of her embers and went back to her cabin, leaving her planter empty and empty.

At that moment, I returned to reality, closed my eyes, and ran my hands over my face. Most of what I did was just watching, but it was like a dream. A story that no one would believe if told without proof.

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However, there is clearly evidence in the videos and photos I took with my mobile phone at maximum magnification. Even in this day and age, there is evidence that the elves are really alive and breathing, a different race that only existed in the imagination.

“Ha.”

When I got back to my bedroom, I couldn’t sleep because I didn’t know what to do. I wasn’t the type to like nature documentaries, but Elf was different. It felt like falling in love just by looking at it.

Common sense suggests that it would be right to inform the outside world of this bizarre incident that occurred in my potted plant, but already in my heart, I wanted to hide it and only want to know about it.

‘I have a lot of time.’

In the end, the conclusion I came to is to wait and see. After tossing and turning, I finally woke up in the dark early morning without being able to sleep properly.

[Elf’s Prayer – Rainfall Prayer]

But as soon as I woke up, I rubbed my eyes and went to the veranda.

She was already up, kneeling on her floor in a neat posture, holding her hands together and offering her prayers to her bonsai.

‘Rain? Rain? Water?’

And surprisingly, the content of that prayer was delivered to me as well.