"come out!"

"I know you're here!"

"come out!"

...

"younger brother!"

The woodcutter reached out and grabbed the young scholar's arm.

"Enough!"

...

"elder brother!"

The young scholar struggled subconsciously.

"Let go!"

"You wait a little longer..."

"I'll find it soon."

......

"You can't find it."

The woodcutter's voice was filled with sighs.

The young scholar lets him shake his hand away.

"Don't look for it."

"Why are you looking for it?"

...

The young scholar's eyes were quite fierce.

"Of course, it's settled the score!"

"It made me lose the exam!"

“It speaks without faith!”

"It's playing tricks on me!"

...

"But it saved you too."

The woodcutter thought that he would follow his younger brother first and ask him to give up looking for the black monster before talking about it.

...

The young scholar was stunned.

...

“Isn’t it?”

The woodcutter looked at the young scholar, "This is what you said yourself."

"You fell into the well."

"It saved you."

...

The young scholar opened his mouth.

That's right.

This is what he said.

Although he had no basis, after all, he had seen nothing, but he was inexplicably sure...

The black monster saved him.

...

The black monster saved his life...

...

The young scholar was suddenly a little discouraged.

yes.

What is better than his life?

...

Even if the black monster tricked him...

Make him like a fool... complacent and proud...

The more complacent he was at that time, he was prouder...

The more I find that I fail the exam, the more I can’t accept it.

It seemed like he was slapped hard on his face.

The scorching pain.

The pain even spread to his limbs.

It made him feel like he was beaten up all over his body.

...

but……

The black monster saved him.

With this...

He seemed to smile at the black monster and forget his grudges...

...

The young scholar clenched his fists.

He is unwilling to give up...

“…you come out.”

The tone of the young scholar became much calmer.

"I want to see you again."

...

"younger brother."

The woodcutter shook his head.

“It has left.”

“Don’t you always see it at home?”

"Let's go home."

"You prepare some food as before."

"Maybe it will appear."

“Isn’t it?”

...

The young scholar was stunned.

Um.

He nodded slowly.

This is a solution.

...

"Let's go."

The woodcutter held the young scholar's arm.

"Let's go home."

...

Seeing the young scholar hesitating in place, the woodcutter looked around and looked around.

"The owner of the house will come later."
To be continued...