Chapter 3
03. Flame From Hands
Ojii-san patted my head until I stopped crying.
“...I’m sorry...thank you very much.”
I’ve calm down a little but my breath is still somewhat hitched.
I promptly placed my trust on this Ojii-san who perhaps said some kind words to me while I’m crying.
We returned to the house where I slept some time ago and Ojii-sanserved some kind of pink tea.
I finally calm down after slowly drinking the tea which smelled lke roses.
Ojii-san sat down across me and pointed at himself and then...
“***Alexei***. Alex, A-l-e-x.”
...he began to talk.
『Alex』 was the only thing I caught but I guess that it is probablyOjii-san‘s name. This time, I pointed to Ojii-san...
“Alex?”
...then I asked so, and Ojii-san gave a big nod.
Apparently, it’s seems like the correct answer.
And then I pointed at myself and said, “Haruto”.
Several days after that, I continually learned words from Alex every day through pointing. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
My notebook, which was originally filled with notes about flowers, is now full of this place’s words.
The information about this world that I’ve learned through such clumsy communication are the following: this country is called the 『Flower Capital』, Alex manages this garden and it appears like he has a fairly high standing.
And when I finally memorized the words necessary for every day life, I saw something unbelievable.
Flames came out of Alex’s hands.