Elves Have Migrated to My Planter

Chapter 4-Strange Flowerpot(4)

Chapter 4-Strange Flowerpot(4)

“Can’t, can’t overcome.”

I shouted in a trembling voice. It’s partly because of the extreme difference in appearance and size, but it’s also because I’ve seen her face, which has always fought well with a firm face, turned pale.

“Run away!”

I don’t think you can hear me, but I shouted like that. At the entrance of the anthill, the monster ant that revealed her true identity thumped her forelegs down, staggering and bumping her buttocks. She hurriedly got up from her seat and started running without looking back without even thinking about picking up the arrow she threw away. Did.

For some reason, that monster ant didn’t come out of her burrow and just watched her, but I couldn’t take my eyes off her.

It’s complicated in my head. What the hell is that ant, why did it come to be like that, and what should I do so she can break through this difficulty?

‘Why am I alone?’

It was at this point that I started to have a fundamental question. Why did she come here alone? Certainly it wasn’t that long ago that she came to her planter when I discovered her.

But for some reason she looked very familiar. As if it was only natural for her to do the gathering alone, take care of the bonsai alone, build the house alone, and hunt alone.

And, crucially, she didn’t seem embarrassed that she was here. It’s completely different from me, who was horrified by her seeing her. It is clear that there is a story, but there is no way to hear it.

“…”

It was evening before I knew it as my thoughts continued to bite one after another. As a side effect of skipping meals, I started feeling hungry.

The first thing she did when she returned home after witnessing the shocking monster in her ant nest was to put a rope made from her chopped handkerchief in her mouth and climb up the bonsai tree to a high place.

She hung a rope over a high branch, spread the blanket over her body, made her hammock and laid her down there.

At that appearance, I could feel the naked fear of being anxious that the monster ant might attack. My heart can’t be comfortable watching it. I have to eat, but I couldn’t bear to leave the flower pot.

***

“Seunghyeon, you looked very tired in the morning, but are you okay now? By the way, do you have a hobby in miniatures?”

“Yes? Oh, it’s not a hobby…I was just watching.”

Monday that all office workers hate, and the lazy lunchtime on that Monday.

While everyone in the office, still unable to shake off the aftermath of the Monday sickness, took a break in their own way, the team leader approached and looked at my monitor and smiled.

The thing on the monitor is a site that sells various miniature items. Of course, it was to find things that would help the ‘elf’ I left at home, which was making me lose my mind right now.

I stayed up all night last night searching and searching, but couldn’t find a sharp number, so I’m doing this here too.

“What is a compound bow? Do you have any hobbies like that?”

“Just because it looks cool…”

I closed the internet window and showed him another screen. If it’s not a miniature, I can give you a reduced version of an existing object.

This is what she felt while watching the battle yesterday, but she looked for it in the hope that a mechanical bow containing the essence of modern technology would be stronger than the bow she made poorly.

“Yeah, it doesn’t matter. Later, when Team 3 returns, there will be a lot of videos coming in, so Seunghyun-ssi has to edit them.”

“Ugh, I have to, of course.”

I have to. Because you have to do it to earn money and live.

Of course, I’m just doing it, but I can’t help but smile like I’m doing it to the team leader. Like the majority of people living in this era, I am also destined to escape from labor and money.

“After.”

The things I looked for right away, like miniatures and compound bows, these are all money. No matter how much her is for her, I can’t afford to help her until she makes her bleed deep to herself.

“Ahn Hyo-jin’s video views are getting good, as expected.”

“Isn’t it? Actually, it’s an ability, and you don’t seem to need anything else? It’s just that the visuals are good.”

“Looking at it, it seems that the income from videos is not small, but wow… I’m envious of sitting down and making money. Editing and management are all done by the company anyway.”

At that time, I heard an assistant manager passing by and flirting with the team leader. My ears were attracted to the words video and money.

Some of the videos that are sleeping on my phone right now are about elves. It doesn’t matter whether you believe it or not, honestly, in an era where there are overflowing with concept videos of all kinds. Just having fun, that’s all. I don’t know if others will like it, but I have a calm sense of immersion in watching time go by, but can I upload it and make money?

But if I did that, I would secretly upload the picture without her consent. That kind of thing stung my conscience.

“Ah Mr.”

After tearing my hair out, I decided to put it on hold. I don’t know if it’s possible or not, but one day I’ll be able to properly communicate with her. If that time comes, I will try to push forward.

‘Payment completed. You’re crazy.’

In the end, her present for her now in her crisis was to give her a piece of my flesh.

Still, I don’t regret it. Opportunities belong to those who seize them, meeting may be coincidental, but after that, it depends on my choice, so I just wanted to continue my relationship with the unknown beautiful elf.

“Chief, I think I will have to go home and do the rest.”

“I guess so. Why don’t we just go in early and do it at home?”

“Yes, then at home.”

Of course you have to pay the price. That afternoon, instead of working overtime, I went home with my work.

“Mmm.”

It was 7pm when I got home from work. It was a job that had the advantage of being able to do the rest of the work at home, but by the time I got home, the sun was already setting.

I hurriedly went to the flower pot, and as expected, I fell in love with her appearance preparing dinner.

After seeing how well she put them in as a test, she faithfully uses the toothpicks I gave her in large quantities as wooden materials. There was.

As expected, it seems that the fear of the monster ant that I witnessed yesterday is still thick. And in the middle of the lit torches, he was sitting still with a stiff face, making sharpened arrows.

More than anything else, it bothered me that the smile had disappeared from her frozen face.

It was to the point where I was unsure whether her items I ordered would be able to help her.

‘Do you make clothes? Shoes?’

She soon cut all her arrows and started making others. In fact, most of her actions are to create something.

It’s cold at night, so thin and light enough to wrap a cape made of handkerchief fabric around your body, and a hoodie and other clothes and sneakers because you’re worried about your bare feet stepping on the rough dirt floor, but she sent them in reduced sizes. I wore it once, tried it on, and then took it off again and kept it, but in the end I didn’t wear it.

It seems that she is frustrated with covering her exposed limbs with something or putting something on her feet.

Instead, she made sandals out of wood and fabric. It was a rather uncomfortable looking pair of homemade shoes that were secured by tying the laces up to her shins. I wonder if I should wear sandals, so I got up from my seat. Come to think of it, women’s sandals are in the shoe closet at home.

It was an item that I accidentally shipped while trying to buy mine in the past. I never thought I would write something I forgot to return like this.

“—…”

A pair of gray sandals fell from the sky soon after. Surprised, she picked it up and looked up at the sky.

I might misunderstand that I am a peeping voyeur, but I wanted to show off like this. To let her know she’s not alone. And I want that fact to help.

Did that work? She laughed again. And she didn’t stop there.

Suddenly, I got up from my seat, took the wooden stick I was going to make into an arrow, and started drawing something on the floor. It wasn’t just a picture. Although it was curly, it was a single letter with certain rules.

“I don’t know what you mean.”

I laughed bitterly and shook my head. There was no way I could read the texts of the elves that I didn’t even know existed until a few days ago. But somehow I think I know what it is, so I wrote her reply on a post-it on her desk and sent it to her.

She reached out and caught the little bright yellow paper that was falling from the sky.

Of course she couldn’t read it either. However, seeing the way she greeted me and cherished it in her arms, I was sure that she understood my feelings.

‘Did I go to bed early today too?’

After that, I returned to my room only to see her fall asleep. She fell asleep before 10 o’clock, but I had to finish the work I had brought to her house, so I ended up sitting in front of the computer until late in the morning with her pale face and falling asleep.