Santa Flea Investigator
While looking at the Santa Flea fluttering busily inside his hand, Juhwan heard Dorothy ask:
“Then… were you the one asking to be saved? I thought the sprout was talking.”
“Pang?”
At Dorothy’s words, the Santa Flea looked shocked and opened its eyes wide.
“You were the one who heard my rescue request, pang? You little kid?”
“The sprout told Dorothy. It asked to be saved.”
“…Kuh! So you were my benefactor, pang! I was trapped under the ground, and suddenly an incredible amount of mana seeped inside, pang! It even felt strangely familiar somehow, pang! I was unconscious, then suddenly woke right up, pang! So I desperately made a sprout grow, pang! I squeezed out every bit of my strength! Pang!”
The Santa Flea let out a long sigh and politely brought both hands together.
“Thank you, pang! Thank you to the little kid, and also…
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