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I hear something faint calling out for my name, that of a gruffy man. 

"... -lan? Arlan?". This voice... I am familiar with it. "Ngh, guess the food's too overwhelming for his taste". It's Father Garvin.

Garvin: "Sorry for having us rest on this room, Mein". Now that he mention it, I did feel a little warm around the head.

Mein: "Fufu, don't mention it. He just looks like a cute pup". So the big sister here is acquainted with Father Garvin, and I see that he's patting a boy as he's resting... that's me.

 

It didn't take long for me to realize that, I'm watching this scene from the eyes of Father Garvin's. 'Fuck kind of hijink is this shit?'

It reminds me of the time where everything just sounds so freaking loud when I turned 4, at the exact time of the day and month I was born.

It doesn't help that it was around the time where everyone's out of the room and I was the only one inside, and me trying to make any other kind of sound just makes the ringing worse.

To the point where I wished I was deaf just for it all to stop... Then I got around to the pain.

Wonder if this anomaly of 'floating around' is also related to that.

The old man asks Mein to let him take it over from here, and he carries my body to his back.

Mein: "Awh~, looks like my break time is over". She lets out a sigh before going to the front of where we are, in which we're in a guest room of a kind.

Garvin: "Thanks for the food!". He goes around some hallway before reaching out to a door. 

*Ker-chak*

Exiting through the back way, it seems that we're in going through an alleyway where some housing settlement is. 'Hospital? More like resorted floating island. 

Now that I think about it, this is that phenomenon “Astral Projectionʼ¹ ”, is it not? I'm basically free from my physical body ... Yeah, Time to FLY UP!' 

... I wish, I can barely control how I 'float', I don't dare try to fly with how it is now, inexperienced. '*sighs*. Just when I thought I can go and see if there's dragons up ther-' 

I feel nauseated, tummy's churning inside out, and vision blurs out once again. 'ACK-! Ngh, guess that's a no, after all... Damn it all...'

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My eyes are sleepy, and wobbily the view still shakes as I come to realize that, I'm still riding behind Father Garvin's back.

Around an hour or so after my morning 'lunch', I can guess that my happy tummy does its best for digesting all the hard foods, in return making me exhausted to even walk. 'I'm supposed to be proactive, damn it'

Father Garvin seems to be mumbling things to no one but his own self while I was in my naptime.

This calls for something to use again, the Focus ability. 'Concentrate... Just focus on hearing the front of me, and isolate all other noises...' 

Garvin: "(gibberish) ... like, yeah yeah, this ain't what's in mind for me. I get it, Fi, I get it, but he's still our child. Even I miss being with the other three... *sighs*". I let him talk on for a while, feeling sorry while eavesdropping on him unknowingly. "Man, what I'd give to give Arlan a proper home in the City of Shaarik where the other's wait"

'The last part, could they my blood family? If so, then this city might be worthwhile to surf the information of. 

I don't feel cheerful if there isn't some of the elders or cousins I can't talk to, some kind of trait I had from back then' 

Passing through a plaza of some sort, where there's some big places to visit like a museum in the form of gigantic dome, supermarket with kids eating cotton candy, and solemn cafè for couples or loners to relax with. 'If a floating vessel has all these... How more extravagant would a city on the ground would be up close?'

I hear Father Garvin spewing out more complaints, mostly about how he misses seeing his daughter, his other wives, accomplices that works in his teaching place, and then some. 'So ludicrously busy and the feels of longing for your significant others, honestly I sympathize with him

Though the part about other wives... sounds like polygamy's a thing in this part of the world, OR Father Garvin is someone either rich and/or entitled' 

Garvin: "I guess the arranged marriage will be harder to keep on going from now on for Arlan, after al-" 

Me: "HUH?!". There, right there, I let myself caught big time as hearing both “arranged marriage” and my name “Arlan” in it just feels like a big slap on the back, like a situation that I've experienced formerly on Earth.

Garvin: "So you ARE awake this whole time, HUH?". Grumpy, I'm not sure what kind of punishment awaits me. "*snickers*. Seems someone is in need of some Counselling!". From grumpy, to sneaky evil...

His laugh are a bit... creepy, in the figure a mad villain about to experiment with his subjects, going on about while sounding like a sadistic hyena.

Me: "... It won't be hurtful, won't it?"

Garvin: "No Promises. All your body might feel numb when I'm over with you!". Emphasising on those two words, I'm worried whether I'll be running within a time limit of some kind... or the Belt®.

He switches me to his front, and I feel his hands gripping me around the sides that's still slender and soft so his rough hand tickles me a bit... I see, so this is what he meant.

Me: "Your hands, Father! They tickles!"

Soon, his mouth resembles that of a sadist, bearing the infamous slasher smile!

Garvin: "*snickers*. Remember what I promised You, Arl! Feel It!". Intensifying around my sides, the weakest and most sensitive, you can be assured that I definitely have an Ahegaoʼ² by the end of this.

Me: "A-... Ahaha... NOOO!!! . . .". And so time passes by before I knew it above my bed, with me feeling all over my body just as he promised, Numb.

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ʼ¹. Astral Projection, sometimes called astral travel, is an intentional out of body experience (OBE.) Those who engage in astral projection believe in the existence of a soul or a sense of consciousness that is separate from the physical body, which is referred to as the astral body. This astral body is capable of traveling outside of, or away from, the physical body, which is how astral projection or astral travel is achieved.

(#) Loggers Note 1 : Why Now? 

(#) Loggers Note 2 : Why Not?

ʼ². Ahegao is a very delighted facial expression of fictional characters in manga, anime, and associated art. The word is a compound made from the Japanese words Aho (stupid), hebi (snake), and Genjitsu (reality). It can roughly be translated as “No Good”; it represents a character being at their limit, both mentally and physically.

(#) Loggers Note 1 : At least I'll be able from tickles when I'm independent. 

(#) Loggers Note 2 : . . . Oh you sweat, poor, innocent thing . . . 

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