My, it's delicious. Really delicious. Hey, hey, are these made by Satou-san? It's not, is it?"
"It's true, this is delicious."
"Hey, although it's different from honey, the sweetness is wonderful isn't it."
Most of the elves are friendly, but not all of them it seems.
One elf boy points at me while glaring in front of me.
"Mutual love?"
Who with whom?
Mia clings on my neck from behind, and show it to the boy. "Of course!", she said, but I think that's groundless.
I understand that he has problems from his expression, but please tell that to the person in question.
Apparently, that boy likes Mia. Although I've been referring him as a boy, he looks like Mia's father. He's also 250 years old, so he's quite older than Mia.
"What's good about him?"
"Beautiful."
Ha? Beautiful?
The reply for the boy's question is incomprehensible. In fact, the elves around us are looking puzzled too.
"'Beautifull.'" "'Yup, it's beautiful.'" "'Isn't it.'"
Some pixies are agreeing with Mia.
The eyes color of Mia's mother who's tilting her neck in puzzlement change from blue to silver and then she looks at me.
"My, oh Mia! It's certainly beautiful, I've never seen this before. I wonder how many spirits are there, it's hard to see since there are too many of them, but it's a beautiful light."
"It's true."
"You're well liked by the spirits."
The people who call me beautiful have the [Spirit Seer] skill in common.
Apparently, spirits are gathering around me. Looks like I'm letting out an aura called Spirit Light that the spirits like, and it looks beautiful.
They tell me that it's rare for spirits to gather besides on place where the earth vein is gushing out.
The reason why Mia can find me wherever I am seems to be this mass of spirits that act as a landmark.