Peter put down the firewood and walked over to me, but this guy stinks! I can't say it out loud, but he really stinks. Way worse than I expected. Of course he doesn't bathe, and he probably doesn't even wash his body. What I thought was dirt and dust on him might actually be layers of body grime. I have no choice but to endure it. I stopped breathing through my nose and switched to mouth breathing. But sometimes air still escaped through my nose, and I felt like I was going to pass out.
The fact that I'm already getting used to it scares me.
Stevie was standing far away from us.
---
"Alright, young master. I'll show you. Gather magic power in your fingertip and chant 『Light』… See? The light appeared, right?"
Just as Peter said, a small light flickered on. It was bright even in the middle of the day, but it quickly vanished.
"It disappeared already?"
"Well, my magic power doesn't last long."
