
"Huh ... Huh ... Huh ... Damn ... I'm so tired"
With all my strength running, I finally reached the park and when I intended to stop, my feet tripped on their own and made me fall forward.
I immediately got up and looked back, The paper spirit is still chasing me. But only until here can he do it, won't I let him move even a little from now on.
—!!
I reached out, drained a large amount of Energy and stopped its movement. Mana maybe the skinny and small paper seemed to be able to fight something that even medium-level Spirits could not.
The paper spirit came to a halt, trying to make a move but it was something impossible. I took this opportunity to take a lot of breaths and rest my body for a moment.
After feeling a little better, I stood up and approached the Spirit of the paper. Then I scratched my finger on his face.
The texture is a little rough and quite dry, like paper in general. I tried in parts and the result was the same.
"So, what do you want from me?"
I tried to talk to him but the paper didn't respond at all, what he did was just try to move. It seems that this spirit cannot speak.
If thinking about it better was only natural, after all he had no mouth.
"I'm trying to get information but this is just a waste of time. I have to go to the root of the problem and sort it out or something like this might just keep repeating itself. But what am I supposed to do?"
I took a closer look at that unchanging paper Spirit face, some emotions began to grow within me as I did so.
"I don't care anymore."
And by the time I realized, I had already used my left hand to tear his face. The paper spirit descended to the ground and stopped moving, shock coming at me.
"He's really weak. Maybe it doesn't matter like this is repeated. Rather than that my body is still very tired, I better come back soon. I also have to clean up the cans and cardboard that fell earlier. It's really troublesome."
With a small sigh, I immediately returned, leaving a pile of papers behind me. But before I could step out of the garden, a voice called out to me.
"Wait, Aciel."
Reflex, I turned around without thinking.
A man with a hat on his head. If I saw her appearance covered in darkness with a dim light from the surrounding lights, then I could not recognize her at all.
But unfortunately, I recognized his voice. Moreover, I just met him this afternoon. As I moved closer, I replied.
"Sister Ren, what are you doing here?"
Ren Yafia, a strange painter with a strange painting with a strange servant girl. That was the first impression I got from him. The conclusion I got, he was a very strange person.
Of course, I have no right to comment on his strangeness. I am not a normal person either.
But seeing her in a garden alone at this hour, without a servant beside her made her seem even stranger.
No, calling it weird is still a little soft. This guy looks suspicious. Moreover, he showed up when I was about to leave the park
Which means, he must have seen me while chatting with the Spirit of the paper.
What's he thinking?
All right, how am I gonna handle this?
I stopped my steps in front of him and Ren looked at me. His face doesn't look so clear but I think he's smiling.
"It's true, you can see it, right?"
I didn't understand the point by saying that, making me tilt my head and put on a false confused expression.
"seen? What did I see?"
Brother Ren laughed after hearing that reply and drew closer to the pile of papers from the Spirit that I had just torn. He took one of the pieces and turned to me.
"Something that is commonly called a subtle-being, something commonly called a demon, something commonly called a demon and something commonly called a Spirit. You can see everything, right?"
And after he finished saying that, a bright gray-colored puff of smoke emerged from Ren's instep.
The smoke grew more and more and solidified, forming a form. And when I realized what the smoke was forming, another confusion came to me.
Anyhow you look at it, it's the servant girl who was next to Ren's sister this afternoon. It turns out he's a spirit, huh? It is a little difficult for me to distinguish between the two.
I always have to need a third-party presence to make sure of that.
"So then, unknowingly this afternoon I greeted this servant girl who is a Spirit and it surprised you, then took an interest in me. So that's the reason why you two put on a surprised face earlier."
"Yes, that's it. I'm so glad you can understand that quickly. This shortens the time to explain."
Well, there's nothing I can do about it. Besides distinguishing a Spirit who has a human form is very difficult for me.
Master said I could tell by the smell they were emitting but unfortunately my smell wasn't that sharp. There have been quite a number of instances where I thought the Spirit was a human being.
"Then, Brother Ren, what do you want by driving me here?"
"Little greeting only, or so I originally intended. But my intentions changed the moment I saw you stop the movement of the summoning paper."
Brother Ren extended his hand, revealing his palm to me.
"Aciel, are you willing to be my assistant? With that considerable Spiritual Energy and the talent you possess, I would at least like for you to be able to help out with some of my work. It will also give you experience."
"Assistant, huh? I don't think we're talking about your profession as a painter here. Brother Ren, do you have another job? Unfortunately I'm pretty bad at art."
My answer must have triggered another laugh from the man in front of me. And after he finished it, the answer came following.
"I am a Spirit Exterminator. For someone who can see a Spirit like you, surely you've heard of it, haven't you?"
The exterminator, huh? I have heard it often enough. Both through Ebi's dream, while solving the problems of Frouya Association with Wasa and Rune and others.
But since I saw it from the point of view of the Spirits, what I could tell from them was only the negative side they had. That's why when this guy offered me to be his assistant, I had some doubts about him.
Even so, the offer to get an experience is not a bad thing. I can also better protect myself with that, is it good for me to just accept the offer, huh?
"I need time to answer. Is that okay?"