Chapter 5-Strange Flowerpot(5)
Chapter 5-Strange Flowerpot(5)
What can I give to help her? This was a problem that was never easy to think about. I don’t know what she likes or rejects, as a member of her own race, and she could be adversely affected by my intervention.
She thought that her immediate fight with the ants would only harm her, but didn’t she do something through the fight?
“Miniature House. Minimal model.”
That’s why I thought about it over and over again. I wonder if this small sculpture will really help her.
Even the modest miniature houses were too big for her to live in, which are similar in size to her house ants in millimeters. If you live in a place like this, you will feel like living alone in a huge department store or building.
The only thing I managed to find was a 3D printer, and it is a very small house among miniatures. It is a two-story building with an empty interior and a plain appearance befitting its size.
But I thought this was better. Fearing the invasion of monster ants to the extent that she now sleeps in her hammock hanging over her bonsai tree, what she needed were sturdy walls and doors, not complex and sophisticated interior facilities.
She can decorate the interior facilities on her own.
“I don’t know now.”
After hesitating for a moment, I immediately hit my head, picked it up, and headed for the planter. Of course it could be that she doesn’t like her. Then you can just use it as a warehouse. The toothpicks she uses for her wood are also things that shouldn’t get wet.
[Transfer items]
Having become accustomed to controlling the letters that exist in the air, I sent this small object the size of a finger in my hand to a flowerpot.
Of course, I did not adjust the magnification. Thanks to this, the miniature house was placed in the flowerpot as it was, and when she zoomed in, she stumbled in fright when something huge and heavy fell to the ground with a thump.
As huge as it is for her, it is also a huge house for the monster ant I saw last time. It was built with such sturdy material, I thought, that it could provide her with her safety.
“Are you okay?”
I just ask her. Along with the words written on the post-it. After receiving it, she sees her words that she can’t even recognize, so she calms her surprised heart and smiles while looking at the sky.
And her answer to this gift was that she moved her things from her own tent house to the inside of her house.
Like the sandals she now wears on her feet, this time her gift of mine has helped her.
“Yes, boss, I just sent one as a temporary edit. If there is no problem, the rest will proceed as well.”
“You’re fast, Mr. Seunghyun. I took a peek and thought it was okay. Then do the rest and give it to me quickly.”
“Yes, I understand.”
I have never been more grateful to be able to work from home than at this moment. Thanks to the advantage of being able to work while looking at the flower pots in my spare time, even things that were not resolved at home seem to be working smoothly.
“Ugh.”
When my mind and body get tired, I go to the flowerpot on the balcony instead of opening the Internet window and fooling around.
Like me at work, she rarely spends her time in a daze. Now that the sun had risen in mid-sky, he was holding a small pruning shears in his mouth and climbing up on a bonsai, a world tree that was literally gigantic compared to his body, taking care of the bonsai.
I don’t know exactly what the relationship between the elves and the world tree is, or if it’s exactly the same as the descriptions in the creations, but she loved and cherished the bonsai and the world tree.
Now gently stroke the sprouting bonsai at its tip and remove any problems. Just like that weird bug.
Her size is small enough to be slightly smaller than her, but she is a red insect with a beetle-like appearance.
“____!”
She was startled to see the unknown insect gnawing at the bark hidden in the shade of the corner of the bonsai tree.
Without hesitation, she took out the bow she wore on her back, drew an arrow, aimed it, and shot. A wooden arrow that flew accurately even though it was shot while hanging in an acrobatic position. However, the wooden arrow did not pierce the insect’s carapace and bounced off.
‘Not enough.’
I saw her panicked biting her lip. As expected, the bow and wooden arrows she made herself lacked in power.
In the end, she crawled up to the branch on which the insect was hanging, and cut the steel pruning shears down on the motionless face of the insect, dropping the insect to the ground.
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[Elf’s Prayer – Song of Hope]
Hunting, she did not reject the act. If there was something to fight for, she was willing to go first. The fact that he tried to attack her ant nest first proves that tendency.
I didn’t think the act was hunting for food. She doesn’t eat much, but she still eats apples she grew herself, and now she also grows tomatoes I sent her and eats them.
So they hunt for something other than food. That special power extracted from the body of the insects that were hunted.
I heard the song of her praying in front of the corpse of an insect that had crashed to the ground. It is an act of wishing for hope for the things to come.
The faint blue light extracted from the insect’s body flowed into her body as well, and the corpse of the insect she buried in the ground was probably eaten by the bonsai as food.
“Do you want…?”
She looks up at the sky with a firm, no determined face. As if I know that I am watching.
It is the expression that he has made up his mind about something.
[Elf’s Prayer-Hunting Prayer]
She prayed again. It’s like when she begged that she wanted rain. It means there is something you want from me. And what he wished for, was none other than hunting.
With this, I decided it was certain that she would become stronger through her hunting. The act of absorbing something from the corpses of hunted enemies is by no means a simple ritual.
‘Is this really going to happen?’
I returned to the living room in a state of anxiety and scratched my head.
Her will was confirmed, but she still had a hard time being convinced. First of all, I’ve never transferred a living creature into a flower pot before.
Even if I push myself into it, the unknown power that controls the flowerpot will only push me away with an irresistible repulsion.
“…You bastard.”
It was then that I heard an annoying, creepy wheezing sound. It’s a time when the days are slowly getting better, but I didn’t expect it to appear already.
‘You searched.’
Unlike usual, I picked up a paper cup instead of an electric fly swatter.
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She’s much bigger than a mosquito, but I think a mosquito would be a good game for her. Because she had been thinking of ripping off all her wings and giving them away since she was captured alive.
“Got it, you bastard.”
The struggle against the mosquitoes, which turns even normal people into squirming psychos, continued for over 10 minutes. After tracking this insect specialized in concealment and cover as well as evasive maneuvers to the end, I succeeded in capturing the creature attached to the wall with a piece of paper and a paper cup.
The moment it was determined that he had passed out after being locked in a paper cup with the entrance blocked by paper, shaking the inside and clapping and giving shock. I put away the paper cup and put the tweezers on the wriggling mosquito.
Why am I doing this?
I soon took the winged mosquito and headed for the flower pot. Same as before. Either it can or it can’t.
[Biotransfer: type adjustable]
[Confirming Beast Type: Beast Transformation Progress]
“Hmm?”
However, the development is slightly different from what I thought. Mosquitoes are not just sucked into flower pots as they are, but they have gone through one more step.
“Now, wait a minute.”
[Beast Mosquito Transmission]
And the development greatly perplexed me.
In the process of transmitting mosquitoes, what the hell happened, the mosquito that fell into the flowerpot started to mutate.
Not only did the wings I ripped off grow new, sharp spines sprouted from its red-eyed body, and its chest and legs were covered with hard carapaces.
“No, this is intentional…”
Frightened by her, I grabbed her flower pot and looked at her, bewildered by the appearance of a gigantic monster wriggling in the sky above her.
I’m afraid my trolling will hurt her.
“—.”
However, she soon saw the mosquito and put on a determined expression, as if she had made up her mind. Before he charged her, she ran and shot the mosquito hovering in the air with a bow and arrow prepared in advance.
That’s right. I forgot.
She was a warrior. She certainly had fears, but she was a strong being who could try to overcome them.
She ran away with me and she is such an incomparable person, so I calmed her heart and watched her with faith.