Dropped into Another World… – Chapter 125

Chapter 125 – I’m Sure It’s Oniisan!….Fluffy’s Hand?

 

I checked Eco.

The children are with me.

I’m not sure if I should name these kids.

It’s inconvenient to call them pronouns.

I just don’t know if I can name them without their permission.

 

Also, for the last few days, they have been calling me with a strange word.

I keep hearing it but I can’t understand it at all.

Do I have a hearing problem?

In any case, I imagined they are calling me “oniisan”.

I hope they are not calling me uncle.

However, looking at our age difference…no, I’m sure it’s oniisan.

I’m certain!

 

Today, we watched the mysterious dance of the nanafushis again.

Both the water amoeba and field amoeba have calmed down these past few days.

The water amoebas are only greeting me as usual.

…it’s cold so please stop sprinkling water on me.

 

The field amoebas are taking it easy now because there’s no more fieldwork.

However, can you stop surprising me by assimilating with the soil?

….is that a new kind of game?

I hope that game won’t evolve.

Looking at the ground closely, I can still recognize them when they are assimilating with the soil….please don’t get better.

 

The nanafushis are as usual.

Strange dance.

I’ve gotten used to seeing it lately and I’ve noticed that there are different kinds of dances.

The direction they rotate, the number of jumps, etc. are all different.

The reason I didn’t notice it at first was because the nanafushis’ movements were so disjointed.

Recently, they have become better that I can feel a sense of unity.

Some of them even rotate in reverse which is kind of cute.

In Japan, dances have meaning but I wonder if the nanafushis’ dance has meaning too.

If there is, I’d like to know but….well, I guess I can’t.

By the way, the smallest nanafushi was around 5cm big.

They are a bit wobbly and I’m kind of afraid that they might be blown away by the wind.

 

—Scene Change—

 

I’m done with my morning work.

I went back to my place with the kids.

It has gotten much colder.

Autumn is short in this world.

It will be snowing in no time again.

 

Hnn? That’s Flying Lizard, right?

It looks like Flying Lizard but it looks slightly different.

Given its magic power….Fluffy?

 

It’s shaking its head, does it mean that it’s really Fluffy?

….Maa, you’ve grown.

Ah, Fluffy was a lizard too?!

I’ve always wondered if they are the same species but….I never thought I’m right.

 

Ah, congratulations on growing up.

It looks like it’s enjoying my patting of its head. It even closes its eyes.

Fluffy has become more expressive.

Perhaps Marshmallow too…let’s be prepared.

However, Fluffy is a lizard.

It’s like a fish that evolved and changed but is still a fish.

No, it’s like a butterfly.

It feels like it evolved into a butterfly from a pupa.

I see, I see.

You’re a lizard….but I guess lizards are cute too.

 

—Scene Change—

 

It’s been a while since Fluffy and I went fishing at the lake.

The kids are at home, taking a nap.

I think they got sleepy from watching the dance.

 

Long time no see, lake!

It looks a lot cleaner than the last time I saw it.

Maa, it’s good that it’s cleaner, right?

By the way, why do I feel like the shape of the lake has changed?

It looks like rivers are forming all over the lake.

Is this a problem?

No?

Okay.

 

Does this mean that the lake is growing by itself?

Maa, it’s a world where trees move on their own so there’s that.

You sometimes dig rivers in your house?

Okay.

I hope there won’t be any negative effects on the field.

Also, please, don’t dig a river in the field.

 

Fluffy dove into the water.

I wonder what kind of fish it will catch today….no, this is not fishing. This is Fluffy grabbing fish.

 

…areh?

Fluffy has hands?

I mean, when it was drinking wine and eating, it should be using its hands, right?

According to what I recall….areh?

Why can’t I remember it using hands?

 

Ah, a big catch again.

The one eyes look delighted.

I look at Fluffy that evolved into a lizard.

It’s flying around while grabbing fish in its hands.

It has hands.

 

Let’s check Marshmallow.

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