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I Got a New Skill Every Time I Was Exiled, and After 100 Different Worlds, I Was Unmatched (Web Novel) - Chapter 374: Understanding Is Not About Making Someone Understand, but About Acknowledging Each Other
Chapter 374: Understanding Is Not About Making Someone Understand, but About Acknowledging Each Other
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“Wow, that was quite an attack… no, I mean, a warm welcome,” she remarked.“Yeah, it was intense…”
Upon reaching the fairy village, we received the fervent welcome we had anticipated.
Of course, knowing they were expecting us, we didn’t just barge in unprepared. Tia employed offensive defense by using wind spirit magic to keep her hair from being tied up by the fairies, while I showcased an impenetrable defense with [Invincible]…
“Ugh, it’s all tangled… Wait, there are still some left!?”
“Got out! Yay, see you again!”
The fluttering hair captured the hearts of the fairies, who chose to dive into it and play instead of tying it up for mischief. As a result, Tia’s hair ended up entangled with countless fairies, requiring significant effort to remove them all.
As for me…
“Ah, damn! There are still some left…”
Initially, the fairies kept bumping into me for fun, unfazed by my stoic demeanor. However, unlike Tia’s wind barrier that repelled them, my [Invincible] was akin to them bumping into a wall or the ground. Soon, most of the fairies lost interest and left, but the problem was with those that didn’t.
“Why do you want to stuff so many nuts into my hair…”
Just like before, it seems there are fairies who love doing that. A fairy holding a bunch of brown nuts tried to push them into my hair, became frustrated when it couldn’t, and directly protested to me.
Well, it’s like this. I could handle being angry or complained at, but when those small eyes gazed up at me with tears… well, that felt unfair. What option did I have other than to give in?”
And so my hair ended up filled with quite a number of nuts again. And my bag, which I had tidied up along the way, was once again stuffed with something sticky. Seriously, what is this? I don’t remember seeing anything like this the first time I came here…
“Phew… Well, once we’ve sorted things out to some extent, let’s take another look around the village.”
“Understood… Oh, there’s still one left!?”
“Found you! Kyahaha!”
“Hey! Stop it with the mischief already.”
“Haha, you’ve become quite popular.”
Tia skillfully scolded them while laughing, and after waiting for her to calm down, we walked around the village again. Perhaps satisfied with the earlier welcome, we no longer faced any attacks.
“Huh, so this is what a fairy village looks like. It’s quite unique…”
“Well, frankly, it’s like a nest.”
“Hey Ed! You shouldn’t say things like that, even if you’re thinking them.”
“Ouch!”
Tia’s flick landed on my forehead, causing a nut that was apparently still in my hair to fall out.
Of course, I wasn’t belittling the fairies. It’s just that from our perspective, the appearance and impression of their dwelling place can only be described as a “nest.”
The fairies live in structures attached to trees, resembling beehives. Brown, round nests or houses, about fifty to sixty centimeters in diameter, are attached to a single tree, with one to three per tree, and the fairies enter and exit them.
There’s no scent of civilization. At least from the outside, it looked like large winged insects have made nests all over, which would be an undeniable fact to anyone.
And flying in and out of such places were beings almost completely human in form, though differing in size, with four wings on their backs and no apparent gender, their chests and groins smooth…
The dissonance and sense of incongruity from such a sight was considerable. Even for me, seeing it for the second time, I couldn’t completely hide my confusion.
“But they all look the same, don’t they? How do they tell each other apart?”
“There’s supposed to be no such thing.”
“No such thing? What do you mean?”
“That means there’s no concept of ‘my home.’ Fairies don’t even have individual names.”
“What!? No way!?”
My casual remark caused Tia to exclaim in surprise. Reacting to her loud voice, a couple of fairies approached us.
“The big outsider shouted!”
“What’s going on? Is something interesting happening?”
“No, it’s not that… Hey, is it true that you guys don’t have names?”
“‘Names?'”
Confused by Tia’s question, the fairies looked at each other and tilted their heads.
“I’m a fairy.”
“I’m also a fairy.”
“But that’s the name of your species, not your name, right?”
“?”
“Um… for example, I am of the Elf race, and my name is Lunaritia. You all are Fairies, but… don’t you have your own individual names besides that?”
“Nopeー?”
“Nopeー?”
“Isn’t that inconvenient?”
“Why would it beー?”
“…….”
Faced with the fairies’ innocently tilted heads, Tia looked perplexed, unsure of how to proceed. Despite her further inquiries, it seemed that none of them really resonated with the fairies, and eventually, one of the bored fairies flew away, leaving Tia to droop her ears and turn back towards me.
“Ugh, Ed! It seems my common sense doesn’t apply here…”
“Hahaha, well, this is another world, and fairies are a different species. Understanding each other isn’t about making the other comprehend our norms, but about recognizing that we are different.
Fairies aren’t troubled by not having names, nor are they dissatisfied with their homes resembling beehives. Instead, they really dislike sitting still to listen, and if they see something interesting, they can’t help but jump at it.
It’s fine for us to think that it’s inconvenient, but there’s no need to pity or look down on them. Look, do they seem unhappy to you?”
Before us, countless fairies were buzzing around. Whether it’s one drawing pictures on the ground with tree branches, another wrapped in leaves sleeping, or even one caught after losing a game of tag, none of them seem angry or sad.
Fairy emotions were fleeting. That’s why their grudges and sadness disappear quickly, and they devote all their energy to enjoying each moment.
“…You’re right. They all seem happy. I would be sad if you called me ‘Hey, Elf!’ but these kids are happy being collectively called ‘Fairies.'”
“That’s right. No need to overthink it. In this world, all we need to do is play with the fairies.”
“Really!? What about the hero?”
“The hero is… look, flying over there.”
I pointed towards a fairy fluttering carelessly in the sky, its golden wings unmistakable among the others whose wings bore faint shades of blue and green.
“Even though it’s called a hero, it’s still a fairy. Fighting the Demon King would be practically impossible, and even if we took it on a journey, it would probably get bored and return here within a day.”
What I did during my first visit was merely live here for six months. At that time, I hadn’t even considered defeating the Demon King, nor had I researched its existence.
In fact, since the hero didn’t move from here, I couldn’t even go elsewhere to gather information. So, I don’t know what this world is like, whether there’s a human town nearby, or anything about other races.
“So, what about the Demon King?”
“Well, that is…”
“Big outsider, are you looking for Mao?”
As we were having this conversation, a fairy suddenly spoke to us. A small person with thin, translucent green wings fluttered joyfully in front of our faces.
“Huh? Yes, but… do you know something?”
“Yes, I know! Mao is over there!”
“…What?”
(T/N: So 魔王 is Maou which means Demon King and what fairies use is マオー i.e Mao, So I kept it as is, but If I am wrong feel free to correct me)
