Reincarnation into the Barrier Master

"Uh-huh."

In front of Shario, Eryl was cramped with answers with a troubled look on her face. Because her question was too honest.

That was abrupt. At the end of the meal, Shario approached Eryl as she tried to return to her room.

"You got a minute?

"Huh?"

"Earlier, what did you want to hear?

"It's..."

"He said if there's anything I don't know, I should ask. Why don't you just ask? Why don't you ask?

"Uh-huh."

Ricolette approached Eryl, bewildered, with a worried look.

"What's the matter, Eryl?

"... anything, nothing"

"Isn't there something you want to ask me?

"... it's okay, it's"

Shario looks at Ricolette unexpectedly. That's when I heard Linos.

"Eryl, fine. I'm sorry, Falco, but can you help me get dressed?"

To that voice, she nodded cocklessly and followed the dining as she ran patsy.

"I'm sorry, Mato."

"Okay."

Matocal rises as Linos urges. In that arm, a little boy was held.

"What the hell is that, what's that?

"Yeah?"

In Shario's words, Linos gives a Kyotong look.

"Why did you apologize to him? Did you do something wrong?

"No, it's not"

Shario, who can't drink Linos' words at all, puts his neck up.

"I asked Matocal for Eryl."

"What?"

"Eryl must have had something to ask. But I couldn't tell Rico or myself. But a mato would be easy to say. That's what I asked you to do."

Didn't you say, "Please, etc."

"There's the one called Ayumu's breathing."

"Aung Nokoku?"

Linos is scratching his cheeks with poly with a troubled look on his face.

"I mean, you know, if you get involved, you know what you want to tell them."

"Hmm?

"You black dragons perceive their opponents... nothing like that? For example, you're in a bad mood, or you're not feeling well."

"I know you don't seem in the mood. I'm angry."

"No, you're not..."

Linos looked up to heaven with his arms around him. Ricolette opens her mouth as she looks sideways at that.

"You black dragons may not understand. It's just that in our human world, the more we live together, the more we know what they're thinking, not words, but atmospheres and sensations."

"Huh?"

"It's hard to put it into words...... For those of you who don't know, you have to explain everything, but when you know your mind, you somehow understand each other. For example... take that, but you don't know what it is, do you? But if we live together for a long time, we'll know what it is. You, too, between the same races, could that not have happened?

"Use your skills and you'll know roughly"

"You don't need skills."

Shario couldn't believe that he knew who he was dealing with without using his skills, etc. But in fact, in front of him, Linos was watching how Eryl was, giving Matocal instructions. Shario was later taught that this would "detect" him. After this time, she began to focus on perceiving the other person.

Meanwhile, Eryl's mother, Ricolette, gave her thoughts as she remembered what her daughter wanted to hear and why she hadn't told herself about it.

Around the same time, in Matokal's room, Eryl and Matokal had a short conversation.

"Shario's skills, expensive?

"Oh."

"How long?

"Probably beyond Lord Ferris"

"... ok"

Eryl is a used hand and is changing Falco's diapers.

"Thank you, thank you"

"Mmm."

For Eryl, Matokal was the easiest person to talk to. Mother who doesn't talk too much... That was the most cozy thing for her.

Ever since she was mindful, she wore a sharp sensibility. To this end, I was able to read sensitively what the other person was thinking, emotional ups and downs, etc. Furthermore, she had an excellent brain, a woman who could so-called 'Hear One and Know Ten'. For that reason, with a few words, I could understand what they were trying to say.

But because of that excellent skill, I was not comfortable with Ricolette, my biological mother. Mom - Ricolette tries to convey all that information when she hears one thing. That was the pain for her. - You don't have to say that much, I know.

For example, Father, a tool called "Chopsticks" brought in by Linos. To explain how to use this, Ricolette and Matocal are completely different.

In Ricolette's case, the explanation of how to use the tool called chopsticks explains what it means to use it, how to use it well… and so on. And as for young children, they go out of their way to get them on their knees, take their hands and teach them how to use them. This, below Eryl, was done to all the children, so to speak, the way Rico taught his demeanor was becoming a specialty of this house.

The way she taught was patient. Put the child on your lap as many times as you can until you can, take your hand and keep teaching. And if possible, praise it with a full smile. These ways were very heartbreaking for the clumsy kids - Ideas and Pietris - one way or another. I can also sit on my mom's lap and teach her how to use it again when she plays with food-handling tools, such as forks and chopsticks - mainly, Alilia does that. But the born clever Eryl had been able to master some usage before riding her mom's lap. For her, there was no need for a hands-on explanation, just to point out what was wrong and let me know how I could improve.

In contrast, in the case of matocalypses, let them see you use them first and let them use them. And if it doesn't work, it tells us how it works.

Ricolette's explanation is not just a long one, it's a targeted one, and the person receiving the explanation is very easy to understand, but anyway, for Eryl, the content can be grasped before she even hears half of the explanation, and for the rest of the explanation, it's simply a task to check what she thinks. I'm glad I told my young girlfriend that there's just no way to handle it well in her mind yet. It was not long before she realized that her mother, Ricolette, behaved in a way that was deeply loving.

Nevertheless, Ricolette's cordial manner of speaking was well received by the other children. Among other things, his brother Idea and Piatrice were listening with interest to his mother. For them Ricolette was a very polite, compelling, gentle mom.

After a while, Shario was stopped from Matocal.

Matocal dressed in his usual armor and with a sword. Shortly before she was about to go to work in Agarta, she stopped in front of Shario.

"Tell Eryl everything."

"Huh?"

That's all I'm saying, Matokal has left the Mansion with Stasta.

... Tell me what?

Shario gives a bewildered look. But this is what prompts Shario and Eryl to rapidly connect each other and become big best friends... Such a future was something no one had even imagined.