I have become stronger, but also shorter [comprehensive]

With strength as a guarantee, Eric is naturally a very vigilant person.

Under normal circumstances, no one can get close to him when he is conscious, not even Kusuo Saiki, who has superpowers to "cheat".

By the way, the same is true for unconsciousness, in short, it is useless.

The malice from the surroundings is like a tangible thing in front of him. Once it appears, it will be exposed to the sun without any accidents, and then dissipate immediately like broken bubbles.

— Most of the time I was scared.

Of course, there is also the possibility that the malicious person will be turned into an ice sculpture on the spot.

However, he is also very strange.

Just because that's usually the case doesn't mean he can't go wrong.

Most of the time Eric is unlucky/mistakes/involved because he's just a little bit less responsive.

His sensitivity is to be divided.

Assuming that Eric was sitting on the edge of the roof, sleeping with his eyes closed, then, if the person who stalked him was someone he trusted completely, and this person had the courage to reach out and push him——

Ok.

The probability of successfully pushing the sleeping Eric off the roof is as high as 80.00%.

The 20.00% possibility of failure comes from the fact that he will wake up halfway down the fall, angrily grab the guy who deliberately pushed him and beat him up.

Having said so much, I just want to make one point:

Eric, who has completely different attitudes towards outsiders and his own people, seems to have made a mistake for the first time (probably?) in his life.

Along the way, someone followed them all the time.

When it started is currently unknown, but the time is obviously not too short.

Moreover, Eric was not able to discover the embarrassing thing of being "stalked" in the first place!

Don't say anything. Anyway, now that he has discovered it, it is already an irreparable shame for him to react so slowly.

What's even more shameful is that if the other party hadn't revealed an extremely obvious tell, and Isabella had inadvertently revealed a key clue, Eric might not be able to react for a long time.

The incident that he was involved in because Kony was sent away had happened not long ago, and he still remembered it vividly.

At that time, Eric was impatient and left the rambunctious Saiki Kusuo outside, and went into the giant tower buried deep in the ground by himself.

He found Kony in the tower, and at the same time he caught sight of the other children who were locked up with Kony.

At the time, I thought it was a bit strange, but in a hurry, Eric didn't notice what was wrong without taking a closer look.

After that, I felt strange again, because he lost control due to anger and was forcibly awakened by Saiki Kusuo.

"Don't worry, innocent people have been sent to a safe place by me."

——That’s what Saiki Kusuo said.

At first hearing, Eric, of course, tacitly believed that the so-called "innocent people" included children who were deceived like Coney.

But when the two of them solved the problem, it was time to pick them up.

In front of him, Saiki Kusuo received him from a safe place, and only Kony sat obediently in the tree hole waiting for them to come back.

There was no sign of other children, and the psychic didn't say much about where those people went.

Looking back now, it seemed as if he had discovered the problem in advance and deliberately avoided letting him know.

"...He's doing this again? Is there any secret that must be kept from me and can only be revealed after a while?"

Eric had this suspicion before, but out of trust, he was only suspicious for a while, and then he didn't care about it.

result.

It really is so.

One day before any unpleasant things happened, the silver-haired boy was surrounded by rambunctious little ghosts in the orphanage, and he was dragged to step on the lawn that was inevitably wetter than usual after the rain.

Needless to say, when you step down, what follows is a wet, soft, and uncomfortable feeling.

Eric didn't pay much attention, and just missed stepping on an inconspicuous little flower hidden in the grass.

It was Emma who was in the front who was the first to notice. Before he continued to step down, she screamed like a fuss, and when he let his feet fall, she forced to move half a point to the side.

"Ah! It's blooming!"

"Tsk, spring has been here for a long time, isn't it normal for wild flowers to pop up?"

Eric said so.

He didn't specifically look at his feet, and there seemed to be a touch of color on the edge of his slightly drooping eyes.

Purple.

It seems to have been somewhere... no, it has been seen in many places.

Still didn't care, so he walked away without hesitation.

Then there was an inexplicable familiar feeling indistinctly, it was when he was forced to waste a long time with the little devils, and finally made up his mind to sneak away - bah, run away openly.

"Annoying, I'm so annoying, next time the brats show up again, I must stay 800 meters away from them in advance!"

Murderously chanting the lines that he had said hundreds of times (so that it became zero effect), the silver-haired boy made a choice between his favorite roof and a tree branch that was hidden from being disturbed by others.

The roof is too conspicuous, and the little ghosts can see it without stepping on their feet, so it's okay to quarrel.

The strongest in the world who firmly refused to admit that it was "escape" just climbed up the hidden tree trunk, and picked a strong enough root as a bed for the next period of time.

Anyway, he is not picky, and he can sleep anywhere, which is the difference between hiding here and not being able to bask in the sun.

In a clean place full of shade, he easily closed his eyes, and fell asleep in comfort not long after.

……

There is no sound in my ears.

It is a real silence, because even the most common song of insects and birds does not appear.

It was too quiet.

Yes, this can be regarded as the most prominent manifestation of "strange".

……

Still no sound.

It's been a long time, and the surrounding area is still as quiet as empty.

The boy's silver hair was close to his face, and without the wind blowing, it quietly slid down along the arc of his cheeks, causing a little friction that would not wake the master up.

His face was extremely peaceful, regardless of the objective factors of his delicate and picturesque appearance, the sleeping face of the silver-haired boy seemed inexplicably solemn in the eyes of others.

There was still some time before he woke up from the light sleep where he didn't know if there was a dream.

——As if because of this, the woods stopped breathing in silence, which easily disturbed him.

but.

There is also a little unexpected situation that is not known to everyone.

Centering on Eric's resting place, it was so quiet that even the wind couldn't invade it, let alone make any waves.

【so good……】

A whisper that would not fall into anyone's ears came silently at this moment.

Someone who has been following him from near to far may have used a magical method to make himself approach here quietly and stop at the boy's side.

"He" seems to have looked at him for a long time, so long that the gaze that falls gently can't help but be mixed with stickiness of reluctance.

[Being so close to you won't wake you up, the happiness of being able to enjoy such a wonderful treatment... how long can it last? 】

The answer, of course, is "unknown".

For this kind of question that cannot be seen even with "clairvoyance", "he" just doesn't expect to get a definite answer.

Because approaching quietly will not be discovered, the visitor is a little more courageous.

Just watching quietly with bated breath, could not satisfy "him", so he took further action.

"He" carefully raised his hand with joy and bitterness that could not be explained to outsiders.

Even if you are careful, you will inevitably make a slight sound similar to the friction of cloth.

"Well……"

"!!"

The fingertips hovering over the young man's face trembled unexpectedly, and then curled up as if waking up from a dream.

Wanted to do something but couldn't do it due to an accident—not to mention whether this person regretted it or not, the expression of guilty conscience was quite sufficient.

[No, no, you can't say that, cough, wait a minute.By the way, I didn't intend to do anything weird at all?I swear by Artoria's appetite, I just want to help Ai...get what fell in his hair...]

The fingertip that was about to fall was obviously suspicious, but it didn't work anyway, so it didn't matter what the intention was.

It boils down to one thing: this person is cowardly.

Fortunately, he was cowardly, otherwise, he would definitely be caught the moment his fingertip fell, and then—whether it would be turned into an ice sculpture or thrown into a ball thousands of miles away on the spot, it all depends on luck.

Eric didn't sense any strange breath.

So he never woke up.

It's just that it's inexplicable.

During his light sleep, he vaguely smelled a faint and almost inconspicuous fragrance, similar to a certain flower fragrance born in nature.

Without opening his eyes or dreaming of any specific images.

There is also a color that penetrates into the inside of his eyelids, replacing the orange-yellow that would appear in direct sunlight, and letting the petal-like purple remain in the eyelids.

If he still had the memory before he came back from the dead, he would know that this was the imprint of the nightmare.

In the familiar world, there are indeed inhuman creatures like "Nightmare".

They can enter the dreams of humans and feed on the spiritual power of humans.

Among them, there is a hybrid nightmare that shed half of human blood, walking in the world with a more human appearance.

Sometimes he helps humans, sometimes attracts others, sometimes acts as a teacher and is solemn and solemn, and sometimes deliberately uses illusions to cause riots, doing things that I don't know whether to classify as "onlookers" or "disturbances".

But neglecting his nature, most of the things he did can be regarded as meritorious deeds, so he has a famous name that has been passed down through the ages, making people call him the king's mentor, the legendary magician.

This half-nightmare was active thousands of years ago, and the most famous legend left was at that time.

With the end of the legendary story, there is no trace of the half-nightmare in the world.

Some people said that he was imprisoned because of romantic debts, and he has never been able to get out.

Another said that he stayed for a long time in a fairyland that humans cannot enter, standing by the river where dead souls go to the afterlife, looking straight at the direction of the afterlife...

However, in fact.

Where is the nightmare?

The answer is close at hand.

"..."

"boom!!!"

Time goes back to the present.

Eric didn't get a response for a while, so it was deduced that the sneaky stalker didn't intend to show up obediently.

Therefore, he sneered logically and started directly.

boom!

This is the sound made by the bones of a person (Nightmare) hitting the ground firmly.

"Wow - whoa!"

Some "thing" was swung by his backhand, and it made a strange cry of pain.

Oh, it's a white furry--

……thing?

how.

Only so small? ? ?

"Auaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa who"

Covering Changhua's ears, the little white-haired devil who was crying in front of him...

That's right, it's this white blob.

The author has something to say: Why did Isabella misunderstand the truth earlier?

It's very simple, because a magician who is good at illusion stretched out his claws.The kids were actually rescued by him first.