MYSTY
We gave up on walking and sat on a massive rock in silence. I broke the deafening air sound and asked, “Master, if you don’t mind me asking. My question is personal—.”
“Get to the point,” he said without even looking.
“Seriously, Master, Why are you here?” I asked and gazed at him.
“I guess I was stupid enough to believe a—” I interrupted him because I knew what he would say.
“Little kid with chubby cheeks and doll eyes? Oh my god! You met him, too?” I asked. He suddenly looked at me in shock.
“Yes! I thought it was my imagination running wild,” he shook his head as if something impossible had just happened.
Did the cute kid trip us? I couldn’t believe a kid duped Uno and me. Were we that desperate, and the kid smelled it from us? I wondered what he would wish for in cas
