Chapter 24：Donne!

" Yes! I succeeded! I'm a genius! Ha-ha-ha!"

Donne was startled by my sudden outburst. He was silent for quite a while. Well since he was silent, I'll just go ahead and finish my plan!

I extended my hand and caught some 'glitters'.

' As I expected. I can't feel them even though they are right in front of me peacefully lying on my palm.' I stared at them and concentrated all of my attention on my palm. My gaze never left those 'glitters' and finally, 30 minutes later I was able to sense weak warmth on my hand. The warmth was slowly getting stronger and stronger, till it was boiling hot and the pressure reappeared. It was way weaker than before and 'glitters' didn't burn my hand, but gave a sense of security. Without me noticing, my lips curled up and formed a smile.

" I did it..." I almost whispered in excitement.

" Mirta, what did you do?"

Oh! I completely forgot about him!

" Sorry~ I forgot about you, hehe"

Donne just shrugged his wings and pressed me for the answer.

" What did you do?"

" You said that magus language is used as chant, right? So I thought that if I said normal words while using mana, just like when casting a spell, I would get something. It worked. I can see mana and since I can see it, all I had to do is sense it. It is way easier to perceive something you can see, rather than something you don't even have a slightest idea about, right?"

I send him a radiant smile, suppressing the urge to laugh. Donne froze on his tracks again and his jaw looked as if it was ready to fall to the ground at any moment.

" You really are amazing..."

" Of course I am! You will be teaching me and I naturally must give it my all!"

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The day passed by quickly and I went to find Father. He just finished his work and was about to start looking for me. At first his face showed bright smile, but it soon was replaced by a silly grin.

I ran up to him and as I was nearing him, he lost it. His laugh was light and cheerful, but it didn't make me feel even a little better.

" Dad, are you laughing at me?"

He nodded while wiping away his tears.

" Why"

" Look."

He took out a small mirror from his pocket and let me hold it.

What met my gaze was a girl with dirty face and ruffled hair with some leaves and twigs stack in them.

' Donne!!!!!'

Father carried me home, where mother washed me and fed us tasty dinner. When she first saw me, she also laughed and said that Father would often look like this in childhood.

I scratched my head. Well, I guess.... Like Father, like daughter?