Chapter 7
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It has been three days since fletchling and I began our meditation training it would be an understatement to say my training has progressed no it has skyrocketed
Though out of embarrassment of my filthy state of being I had begun to Meticulously wash myself and to smell better I crushed up flowers and rubbed that on me, fletchling had begun to join my baths though she likes to “dry” me off by blowing hot air on me I got burned quite a few times but it's the thought that counts right?
But the weird thing is she can't shoot flames out of her mouth it is just very hot air at the moment
“Are you going to join me on my walk fletchling?” I ask curiously usually she stays near this forest to kill anything that intrudes on our little training spot
Though I appreciate the be if its that has brought upon us such as system reward for “Disturbing the local ecosystem” which has brought fletchling up too level 4 from the combined exp brought by the systems exp reward and our efforts of training our control
“Linnngg!” she chirps in Affirmation
As I walk through the town trying to figure out the experiments I could do on the locals for a more comprehensive understanding of what the various hues of everyone's souls mean I glance up toward fletchling
She looks like a normal bird from afar though with slightly strange colorations I cannot help but feel a surge of joy fill me who would've guessed an example to follow would have such drastic effects
As I was distracted glancing towards my partner I bumped into someone thankfully I had started washing more thoroughly than before
I glance towards the person and notice something rather alarming something is attached to her soul and this thing is not at all mundane
Connected to the grayish-yellow is a wispy black as my ability to see souls flicker out from my shock and lapse in concentration I look into the exhausted pair of light brown eyes she listlessly says something to me I still have no clue what the hell they are saying just sounding like fancy gibberish to me
I don't understand why but I had the temptation to get rid of the foul-looking-looking smoky parasite. Attached to her soul I reached my hand out and grabbed hold of her shoulder
As we made eye contact I touched my ears and shook my head pointing toward her mouth hoping she understood my meaning
As she looked at me confused I molded my mana once again and directed it towards my eyes and also toward my hand concentrating that mana into my index and middle finger sharpening the mana similarly to that of a blade I swiped my fingers cutting the smoky tendrils connecting to the soul
Watching as the smoky tendrils remaining on the soul faded out of existence and the rest still connected to the main bubble of smoke retracted till all that remained was a ball of malevolent-looking smoke floated in the air slowly drifting off towards an unknown destination
I nod my head towards the girl as I begin to follow the vaguely spherical black ball of smoke
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As I walk home from the convenience store I can barely concentrate on walking my sudden bout of insomnia has been leaving me in able to focus much on anything
Even when I do sleep I awake feeling just the slightest bit less exhausted shuffling my way home the only thought keeping me motivated is my favorite snack I had bought and the next episode of my favorite show that is premiering tonight
Accidentally bumping into someone I look up to find the boy who often walks around town never bothering anyone or speaking just looking at them
As I look into his piercing almost gold eyes I subconsciously mutter apologies however his stare looks like he's observing not just me but my very soul I continue to apologize hoping to be relieved of this judging gaze
As I tried to explain myself and my foolish blunder he firmly grasped my shoulder and with his other hand gestured toward his ear then towards my mouth and shook his head
Is he perhaps deaf, or just can't speak/understand Japanese?
I awkwardly stand there all I can do is observe this young man seemingly in his first or second year of high school
I often heard gossip about him from the store owners talking about the strange young man who had dirty hair with leaves and sticks tangled within his hair so dirty you could barely see the black color of his hair and how he had streaks of dirt all over his skin smelling of sweat along with eyes filled with cluelessness about the world around himself
But as I look at the boy they so foolishly called the forest gremlin I cannot help but admire his appearance piercing yellow almost golden eyes that look right at your very being with the pleasant aroma of flowers along with the slight scent of smoked wood his hair an unnatural dark shade of black he almost looked divine in appearance
As he held my shoulder made a strange motion with his hand nodded toward me and then walked away I stood there cluelessly feeling as though a burden had been lifted from me