4 3 Stories The fortune teller knew!

Morning.

Nobody, they stopped coming to wake me.

A few days from the day of that shock.

I already gave up.

I think I told my brother and sister the story.

I was told that I disturbed my parents, and they disliked me.

Because of me?

I don't know anymore.

In the meantime, what I should do, 5 years old, is build strength.

I think strength is the most important thing to get away with.

And the technology to look for things to eat in the woods.

Neither can ask anyone, so it's hard for me.

But I just have to remember...... I just have to get strength!

Run and move through the woods.

Run if you want to get strength, it came to my mind.

It would be me before.

I'll be honest here.

I'll be looking for nuts this morning, but I can't find them.

Every day I run around the woods by myself, I gradually get used to it.

I think I just got a little strength.

... maybe it's just hope.

……

Consciousness surfaces forever...... is that it?

I'm tired, I seem to have been asleep.

I looked next door and solidified.

An old woman sat down.

When his gaze meets, he deepens the wrinkles in his eyes and sneers.

I remembered with that smile.

This man is a fortune teller who lives in a village.

He always smiled calmly and consulted the villagers.

"Hello"

"... Yes, hello"

The fortune teller talked to me.

I don't know, my heart becomes Gene.

In the last few days, I've been told about me by the villagers.

From then on, it was assumed to me that no one would speak up or be invisible.

"Why?"

The fortune teller looked at me and started talking in a quiet voice.

"My fortune tells me it's a prerequisite.

I have one star, so I can only look a little further.

When it was there before, I saw you in your current state by something.

It just didn't come true to see the cause. "

"... well"

I have a lot to think about, but I'm not a bad occupier.

My current state... I don't think I have a choice in this world.

I said before, that it's the same everywhere that eliminates the incomprehensible.

I can understand a little bit, but I'm not convinced.

"It's a gift"

It was given to me, one bag.

I'm confused, but I'll take it and take a look inside.

It contains a lot more than it looks.

"It's a degraded version of the magic bag.

I kept a lot of stuff inside.

From now on, you'll need something. "

Flip the bag.

Really, a lot has come up.

A few books, books on how to tell food and poisonous grass.

Potion...... I have a few, but they all come in different colors.

First knife.

View the fortune teller.

"The degraded version can be thrown away, so you can easily get it.

Authentic magic bags have time stops, but you need money to get them.

The potion, too, is there a degraded version.

It doesn't work well, but regular potions will be pretty expensive for kids to buy.

… I think we need even a degraded version to live alone "

I think this guy is a sweet guy.

Nothing. You don't have to be good to me, nothing's wrong.

Yet he's taught me how to live.

"Thank you"