Menarliev fell asleep for three days before waking up.

When he opened his eyes, he saw something like a soap bubble floating in front of his bed.

The "soap bubble" stared at it for a moment, and then said, "Are you a man or a woman?" ”

"Is it important?" Menarliev looked impatient, "...... What are you? ”

He grabbed the "soap bubble" and took it in his hand and looked at it over and over again. "I don't have any facial features, I look like a 'soap bubble', where does this sound and the feeling of being stared at come from?"

"Oops, don't mess with me, itchy." "Soap Bubble" broke free from his clutches, "I'm not a bubble, I have an identity and a name!" Let me tell you, I am the will of this world! ”

"If this world already has an exclusive will, what else do you want me to do?"

Menarliev looked incredulous, stretched out his hand, slapped the "soap bubble" of the self-proclaimed will, and turned to the side. After a while, it seemed to come back to its senses, grabbed the will again, stared at it and asked, "Are you really?" Didn't lie to me? Or is it actually a test......"

"Hmm, what are you talking about...... Do you think I'm lying to you? The restrained will said vaguely, "You are already a victor, the test or something, it is long gone." Also, I'm not lying, I'm really willing. ”

"Will—"

Outside the door, Lovende's shouts could be heard.

"Listen, it's the voice of the 'shield', he's calling me!"

Click.

It's the sound of the door opening.

Menarliev quickly stuffed the will in his hand into the quilt and pressed the edge with both arms to prevent it from escaping.

"Be quiet! Don't run out, or you'll be killed. ”

He finished threatening. Lovend walked in. He was still wearing the robe, one of the status symbols of the shield. Seeing this, Menarliev began to believe the words of the other party's will.

"Are you awake? I didn't expect that, sorry, but I bothered you all of a sudden. Lovend bowed his head slightly and apologized, "Have you seen a shape that is not shaped, and the color is colorless—"

"Something that looks like a 'soap bubble', doesn't it?"

"'Soap bubbles'?"

Lovend was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

The same can be said. So ......"

"It's been here, it's just floated away."

"Really? Thank you so much. ”

Lovend's gaze touched the suspicious bulge in Menarliev's bed, but instead of piercing it, he continued: "Mr. Menarliev." ”

“…… Well? ”

After hearing the name, he froze and looked a little uncomfortable, but quickly adjusted again and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"Once I've found that 'soap bubble', I'll come and talk to you about writing the World Seed. Could you please wait for me in the conference room later? ”

"Whatever you want. I'll go. ”

"Okay. The meeting room is the second room to your left, the one with the Aries star map carved on the door. I won't bother you, but I'll take my leave, Mr. Menarliev. ”

As soon as Lovend closed the door, the will in the room burst out of the bed, floated to Menarlyev, and said to him: "So you are 'sir'! I'm so sorry, you're so pretty, I thought you were a girl! ”

“…… Does it matter if it's male or female? Menarliev lifted the quilt, got up and got out of bed, "You better go quickly, that guy is looking for you." ”

"It's okay, don't worry, he's generally fine. He just doesn't want me to run around~" The will followed Menalyev's side, "Are you going to get up?" Then I'll get you clothes, what do you want, pants or skirts? That dress you wore when you came was so beautiful......"

"My dress?" He stopped, only then did he realize that the clothes on his body had been changed, and suddenly became a little emotional, "What about the skirt I was wearing?!" You took it?! ”

"You, well, don't get excited...... will was grabbed by Menarliev again, "you were covered in wounds, and Lovend took off the dress in order to heal you, and then gave it to me......"

"And then?! What did you do?! ”

"Hmm...... It hurts me so much when you pinch...... Then I washed it, and the dress had a lot of holes, so I mended it up and put it in my room. ”

"Is that so?" Menarliev let go of it, "Sorry, I'm a little excited. ”

"It's okay."

The will produces a short small bulge on its smooth surface, and uses that bulge to function as a hand, rubbing the place where it is pinched. "Are you going to check it out? My room is at the back of your room, you can just open the door behind you. ”

Menarliev looked at it.

"I know it's not an ordinary piece of clothing." Will smiled sincerely, "That's the only thing your dead sister left you." How could I possibly throw something so important away? ”

It flew to Menarlyev's hand and pulled him open the door.

The long, embroidered skirt of poppies was hung in the corner where the light was right.

"Your sister's dress is so beautiful!"

Will praised.

"Her name is nice too!"

Menarliev looked at it, watching it spit out the name that had been with him for a long time, but also far away and strange.

"Hilarily."

"In our language, that's hope."

He said.