The journey of dragon transformation starting from Demon Slayer

Hearing the girl's answer, Tatsumi smiled, opened his treasure chest, took out a clean handkerchief and handed it to Nina.

Seeing the handkerchief handed to her, Nina was stunned for a moment, and then she thought of the tears that had just welled up in her eyes.

"Thanks..."

The silver ripples seemed to be formed by the girl's tears. After taking the soft handkerchief, Nina said thank you to the boy and wiped it gently.

After wiping it, Nina looked at Tatsumi seriously and said this.

"Thank you..."

"..."

After thanking him earnestly, Nina stepped to the side and walked towards the public seats set up on the side of the park.

Nina stroked the hem of her school uniform and then slowly sat down on it.

The evening breeze blew the girl's hair, and her long hair, which was simply tied up behind her, swayed slowly in the cool evening breeze.

"Do you really want to hear it?"

Nina looked at the boy and asked. Under her gaze, Tatsumi smiled and nodded, revealing a curious look.

Seeing Tatsumi's smile, Nina's eyes showed a hint of complicated emotions.

"..."

"As for me...I can't find my 'dream'..." the girl said.

“I think people who come to the ‘school district’ ​​to study actually have some kind of ‘insecurity’.”

“I don’t know what I can become, and I can’t see my future clearly.”

Nina's figure was lonely and looked a little pitiful.

She lifted her legs and placed them on the seat, hugged them with her arms, and buried her pretty face in them, leaving only her empty eyes staring blankly at the stone slabs on the ground.

"When faced with such students, the 'school district' will present them with a variety of 'dreams'."

“These ‘dreams’ depicted are extremely huge, and are scenes that we students have never seen before.”

Chapter 661: "Nina's Confession", "The Figure I'm Seeking"

“With the scenery, culture, work, knowledge and research of many countries, the school district will show us what the world looks like.”

"Then, students will find a goal here like 'I want to do this!' and they will leave here one after another."

"So, aimless people will become miserable when they come to the school district..."

Nina fell silent at this point, and added with a painful look, 'Just like me. ’, and then closed his eyes that were no longer ethereal as if he was remembering something.

After a second, the girl let out an inaudible sigh, and then began to talk about her past.

"When I started to remember, my sister had already left home and entered the 'school district'."

"I neither know what my sister looks like, nor have I heard her voice."

There was a hint of melancholy and confusion in her voice. The girl stared straight at the flat ground, not daring to look into the boy's eyes.

Perhaps she really regarded Tazmi as a trash can, the girl continued.

"When I was a child, I didn't know much. I could only learn about my sister from people on the street."

Although they live in poverty, people on the street still care about their family, especially when her sister makes achievements.

"My sister is very good, my sister is very smart. Whenever I hear this, I always feel as if I am praising myself and feel very proud."

When she heard their praises for her sister, she would often stand up happily and close her eyes as if she was worthy of being her sister.

"The same goes for father and mother. They should all feel that sister Aina is a daughter they are proud of."

Both her father and mother had smiles of relief on their faces when they talked about their sister. When she saw that scene, she felt as if she had found her goal.

Maybe I should be a child like my sister!

however.

The reality was not what she imagined.

She was wrong, very wrong.

"Our mother is very weak. Our father works hard for our mother and our mother. My sister went to the 'school district' and worked hard to find a good job."

This is what her parents told her, saying that her sister went to a place far away and worked hard for their home.

"My sister may not have a 'dream', but she has a clear 'goal'. But I don't have such a thing..."

The elder sister wanted to make money to support the family, but she wanted to pursue her sister.

"The reason why I came to the school district is because my sister is like this, this is what she does, so I think I just need to follow the same path as my sister..."

"With such simple thoughts, I accepted the "school district" exam and came to the school district..."

"Then I started to regret it..."

The girl's voice is full of loss and grievance. Normally, Nina Zul gives people a good impression of loving learning and working hard. It is hard to imagine that the word regret came out of her mouth at this time.

"The first course I studied was "Integrated Theology"..."

"Because my sister passed that subject, everyone was praising her. So I gave it a try and felt that I could definitely do it..."

"But I was wrong, because I couldn't learn and there was no way I could read the "sacred text" like my sister..."

The passing rate for the "Comprehensive Theology" course in the "school district" is less than 10%. In fact, people who can read "sacred texts" are even rarer, and they are rare in the entire lower world.

After all, the words used by the gods seem to be difficult to understand. Generally, only the long-lived elves or scholars with profound knowledge understand such mysterious words.

Even today, when gods have come to the lower world, there are not many people who have graduated from this subject.

Her sister, Aegina Zul, however, passed.

"Of course I also took part in the guild's mock exams. At that time, I wanted to catch up with my sister, but I found that I couldn't get a high rating and couldn't catch up with my sister."

"So, just like myself during the 'Synthetic Theology', I ran away shamefully..."

There are twenty-six ratings in the guild, corresponding to the twenty-six English letters from A to Z. Her sister is A-level, but she got a C-level evaluation in the last test.

Although her friends kept trying to persuade her with a smile, she must be fine since "Float's Miracle", which was rated Z-level five years ago, was selected by the guild.

But this kind of poor comparison and survivor bias is not what she wants to see.

The first time was "Comprehensive Theology" and the second time was "Guild Admission Test". This was the second time she felt that the distance between herself and her sister was so far away.

The girl's voice started to get choked up as she spoke.

"My sister is great. Even after graduating from the school district, many people still remember her, just like my hometown..."

"I have done all the things my sister did when she was a child. That's why I keep chasing after her. I think it will be easier this way."

"However, I have been imitating my sister for so long and have been moving along the same path, but I have not been able to get the same results..."

"You said, I have been imitating my sister and can't decide anything by myself. Isn't it very worthless..."

"..."

This is the sorrow that belongs only to girls. After hearing this, Tazmi already roughly understood why Nina became so depressed.

"I was originally in the "education subject", but by chance I was seen studying "Magic" by Teacher Leon who happened to be passing by, so I was asked to try it with the "Staff"..."

"Then, at that moment, magic appeared in me. Even in sports, I was better at it than I thought. Many people praised me."

She said in a dull voice, after that I transferred to the "Combat Techniques Department".

"I heard that my sister is not good at sports, so I jumped into it..."

"It's too ugly for me to always imitate my sister. It's not because of 'dreams' or 'preferences', but just to keep my place, so I stay in the combat skills department..."

"I hate myself like this..."

Speaking of this, the girl buried her head deeper, and tears flowed down her face, falling between her slender legs.

"My sister wrote a letter to the school district...I could still write back to her at first..."

"But after so many things happened, I can't write anymore..."

The crystal tears in the girl's eyes kept flowing out.

"I can't help but write anything to respond to the words written by my gentle sister..."

At this point, Nina didn't continue talking. Her fingers dug into her arms, and only her shoulders kept shrugging.

Scenes from the past echoed in front of her eyes, but in the end she couldn't hold it back any longer, so bursts of crying from the girl could be heard in the night.

At this moment, she was not a top student, but an ordinary girl after venting all her worries.

Looking at the crying girl sitting on the chair, Tatsumi remained silent.

He knew that Nina must have been compared to her since she was a child, with that outstanding elder sister whose appearance and voice he didn't even know.

People are very sensitive when they are young, sometimes more sensitive than adults imagine.

He remembered that Iyeas and Saya were like this.

Because she couldn't stand the overly harsh training, she was sulking for a long time, and the target of her anger was him.

Even if he is not aware of this, he knows that he is the instigator of this incident.

His "maturity" invisibly brought pressure to their hearts, and the two became anxious. Once, when they were fighting in the wild, they were almost killed by a dangerous species on the verge of death.

Originally they should not have been so careless, but under the flapping of the butterfly's wings, every disturbance in the air flow could turn into a super hurricane sweeping across the continent.

He knew it. As a modern man, how could he not understand this phenomenon?

In fact, if you are isolated, you just need to disguise yourself.

As long as you become like an ordinary person, falling from heaven to earth, people will naturally open their hearts to you.

He remembered that he had done just that when he was counseling the two of them. He simply pretended to be immature so that they could feel fully present and satisfied at that moment.

To be honest, it's quite tiring to be both a father and a mother. At that moment, he was like Conan in Detective Conan. Dealing with children felt tiring and helpless.

When she was a child, Nina was just like them back then. She came to the "school district" alone, feeling anxious and uneasy in her heart. She was so anxious that she couldn't even convey her parents' words.

However, unlike Sayu and the others who were "enlightened" by her, young Nina did not receive clear answers here. Whether it was the teacher, the gods, or classmates, they were all just strangers she had met not long ago, and were ultimately not as gentle as her own parents.

What will happen to a six-year-old child who is in an unfamiliar environment, has no one to rely on, and is always used as an object of comparison?

In this way, she, who entered school in a hurry, mistakenly believed that this was a bad habit of hers because she had no "dreams", which led her to repeat the path her sister had taken.

Everything will be easy as long as he follows his sister's footsteps. As long as he does what his sister does, people will no longer call him Aegina's sister.

The aura and shadow of her elder sister have always shrouded the young Nina.

In fact, Nina probably wants others to see that she is more capable than her sister.

She must have wanted to shout out to others, 'I am Nina Zur.'

I hope everyone will take a look at Nina. Nina is actually very good and can do many things like her sister.

She tries hard to get everyone's recognition, so she works very hard.

She believed that as long as she left a higher score than her sister, or achieved better results, people would say that 'Nina' was great, rather than her sister 'Aegina'.

The competitive spirit towards her sister and the slight admiration that she had in her heart when she was a child all became the source of motivation in her heart.

Thinking of this, Tatsumi's eyes softened and he said with a smile on his face.

"I think if Nina's sister... Aegina was here."

"She will surely stroke your head gently and say, 'Nina, you are really amazing'..."

"Tatsumi" gently touched the girl's head, and the soft hair flowed in his hands like clear water.

"He" said this in Aina's voice, and then he heard the girl holding her breath.

Is this the feeling of a man's hand caressing your head?

No, this hand is much more slender than the one my father gave me.

If I had to describe it, it would be more like the frail and sickly "mother" who has been bedridden for years.