I slept a long time, my dream was not only to bring me back to my previous life, but also to help me see my father again. The feeling is so real, I had a bit of a misunderstanding that it's real, that dad isn't dead, yet my respectable father is still alive.
The first person I saw after waking up was him, he came in from the door carrying a small basin and a soft towel. He put the small basin on the table beside the bed, sat down and asked kindly.
“Are you awake? Are you okay?”
I shook my head and smiled at him.
“Wait a minute, I'll bring some food.” He put a hand on my shoulder and ran towards the door. When he returned later, there was a tray of food with some mashed potatoes and bread in his hand.
This time when I woke up I didn't see him doing anything to himself, I might have had a pretty high fever. I opened a barrier just in case, rolled up my sleeve to eat.
“Ah, forgot to introduce me as Grey… And last name… I don't have a last name.” Grey said as he scratched the back of his head.
“Thank you, Mr. Grey, can you tell me why you're helping someone like me?” I asked him curiously.
Grey looked a little lazy when he answered me, he was also a little embarrassed.
“So… I… I just…” at this point he said with his face down: “Everybody deserves to live and be equal.”
“Whether human or werewolf.”
“Really?” I felt a warm feeling, a small ray of hope appeared in my heart. Maybe humans and werewolves can live together in harmony. No, Lowa! Don't trust people like that. You're such a fool, and you even ate all those delicious foods, what if it wasn't poisonous.
Besides, I haven't asked why Gray didn't help in the first place.
“Why didn't you get out on your own in the first escape, if you wanted to help me, why didn't you do it in the first place?” I firmly want to know the reason.
“I… You don't have faith in me.”
“That doesn't prove I'm completely unrestricted from using MANA. Once we put it on the floor of that basement, I can easily break battles or cast high-level teleportation.”
At this point, he paused.
I still keep my absolute silence, I should still let people tell my story and then speak up without losing any meat.
More than five minutes passed, and he said again: “You still don't eat the bread I gave you, she is scared."
Gray says okay, I'm scared! Afraid of myself falling into the net of fake friendship, I'm afraid of betrayal, I'm afraid of myself inadvertently aiding a wicked wolf to harm my people.
“Grey, I'm grateful you've helped us, but I have to believe you really until now
I cannot do it.”
He smiled softly, I knew he had guessed my words from the beginning.
He lowered his eyes because it was a close distance, so I could easily observe his face. His eyelashes were gorgeous, his facial skin was no less than that of women, no pigmentation, no acne.
Gray ushered me to the door, a goodbye with little hope of making friends who showed not only in the intonation of his words but also in his eyes.
I walked but turned my back to face the windmill house surrounded by sunflower fields, while my back was facing forward thanks to my legs.
Can't say this place is so beautiful, so peaceful, if there is no war, I want to live in a peaceful place like this.
Still a little regret that I would like to leave here. If only I could go back, once, I wish that werewolf was sincere and really had the heart of a hero.
I walked through the teleport gate regretfully in me, the corners of my eyes somehow stinging, my eyes blurred with tears.
Why is that? I don't understand myself, what am I regret? By the time the gate was almost closed, I could faintly see the figure of an elderly man, so familiar it felt strange.
Now, within the gate I still don't stop crying, even more crying than before. Finally I know, he reminds me of my mother.
My mother is still a werewolf, she lives together with humans in harmony, she loves, cares for the people around her, helps as much as she can. This is what I have wanted for a long time, I want all to be able to live a happy life without war, without discrimination between humans and wolves.
Between humans and wolves? Honestly, we're not that different. Heart, we also know pain.
It's a society where people meet people everywhere, good and bad, but I know numerous people who hate werewolves and vice versa.
When arriving at the big house, this land now has numerous changes, looks lively and warm.
Dai has been waiting for me ever since because he was too busy paying attention to the changes around.
His eyes were red and sparkling like he was about to cry.
“Welcome back.”
I can finally proudly say, “I'm back.”
Thereafter, I slept for three days straight. When I woke up, the first thing I had to do was eat and fill my stomach. After the meal, I began to practice, read again in the evening. Irina has added many books to the library. Elders and others were also brought here.
Happily, I'm still worried about her after all, Arina.
People are very busy these days, we always have to be on guard. Irina is very busy, but tonight she took some time to go to the library to see me.
“You're thinner these days.” I closed the book in my hand, pushing it aside. In the distance came a pot of chrysanthemum tea and two cups fly to, which landed perfectly on the table.
Irina blamed the tea was brought to her lips, enjoyed.
“I'm still the same, it's you, Iowa! You look thinner.”
I laughed it off, trying to distract myself, I asked about Dai and then told her everything, including how I met the spirit.
At Irina's request, I summoned Jamaica. She was very excited.