My Twin Sister Was Taken as a Miko and I Was Thrown Away but I’m Probably the Miko

Girl and Elf 4

I wonder why the elves don’t tell me their names. Or do you dare say you haven’t shown it? You’re just forgetting to mention your name? Or do you mean you’re trying not to tell me your name? Does it mean anything to you not to dare tell us your name?

Would you give me your name if I waited a little longer? May I ask your name? I don’t think you can force yourself to listen to something you don’t want to be asked.

I was thinking about that.

Sleeping together, in the morning, Mr. Elf, the woman who is letting me and Mr. Lan live, brought me breakfast. It was full of plants I’d never seen before. There was no meat, but I wonder if the elves would not eat meat. I thought those places were different from the Beasts, too.

“In order for you to get used to life in the village of Elves, you will also have to spend time with me first. Come outside the house after breakfast.”

That’s all I said and left for breakfast.

“… Hey, Mr. Run”

“What’s going on?

“… you won’t tell me your name”

“Oh, speaking of which, right. Do you think I don’t need to tell you my name? It’s possible that the elves don’t have an individual name, because in past literature the name of the elves came up properly…… Probably doesn’t mean you don’t have a name.”

“Why won’t you tell me your name?

“You’re welcome, but you don’t want to get along, maybe that’s how you think.”

“… difficult”

Though welcome, I don’t want to get along. Considering what that means, I don’t get it. If you’re going to give me a welcome, I wish we could get along. I don’t want to get along, but does it mean anything to welcome you?

“Maybe the elves have something going on too, but they’re still pretty sure there’s a lot of unnatural parts.”

We have such a conversation, including breakfast in our mouths. This soup is delicious. A flavour I’ve never eaten. Maybe it has the taste inherited from the elves or something……. It was delicious. Lema was obsessed and had soup saying it was delicious. Sounds like a favorite flavor for griffons, too.

After eating, me and Mr. Run went outside the house, as the woman Elf told me. It’s a house on a tree, so I was surprised by the sight I saw when I opened the door. When I was guided to this house, I never knew this was all I could see down there on one side because I didn’t turn around or anything. Oh, I saw Gaius. I waved at Gaius, and Gaius down there waved at me.

“I’ll go downstairs first”

That’s how the woman, Mr. Elf, uses a ladder from the top of the tree to descend below. Me and Mr. Lan follow suit. Lema is flying down. The height of this tree makes me a little nervous that it won’t fall because it’s quite there. Carefully, slowly descended.

“I’ll show you around the village.”

Pale female elves say so, walking ahead. I guess I didn’t have that much time yesterday, which is why they show me around today. I was relieved to see Mr. Nilsi and the Sinomi. I’m glad you’re all well.

Although the village of Elves was first thought yesterday that houses were built on trees and that was very strange, I thought there were many things different from the village of the beast man and the village of man.

I grow plants I’ve never seen or anything like that. Fields on boulders are on the ground, not on trees. But it is fenced whether it is ingenious or not so that demons do not come. And then there was the distinctive building. A church? Like that. I wonder if I should call it a huge building supported by a number of trees. Large building that feels like it’s riding on an overlapping branch. It was in the back of the village, so I didn’t notice yesterday, but it’s an amazing building.

“This is the place to offer prayers to the Spirit. I’m not going to impose anything on you.”

That’s all the explanation was. This woman, Mr. Elf, doesn’t talk much. I wonder if there are times when only this woman, Mr. Elf, doesn’t speak well and doesn’t say her name…. I need to ask everyone else if they could tell me their names.

“Elves are really involved with spirits.”

“Yes.”

The elf woman seemed unwilling to go further into Mr. Lang’s words either. Big, big church. A place to offer prayers to spirits built on trees.

I really thought the elves were deeply involved in the existence of the Spirit. Elf women, stand still, look to the church. What are you thinking? The woman, who saw the church only a little, then led us pale elsewhere.

That’s all, half a day went by.

No lunch, no meat. After all, I wondered if it was a species that didn’t eat meat. Dinner, I asked the woman Elf if she could eat with me, but she refused.

I was wondering if we could get along if we had dinner together. I wonder if one day you’ll be having dinner with me. With that in mind, I had dinner with Rema and Mr. Lang.

And in the afternoon, he asked me to help him collect herbs and other things in a herbal garden in the village.

– With the girl, Elf 4.

(Maybe the divine girl will be guided through the village to help collect herbs. As always, you can’t tell me your name)