Seventh Reincarnation
Become a Storyteller

Nightfall.

Lighting the candle, the small house was illuminated by the weak light of the candle.

At first, the house was only suitable for one person, now there are two additional people, namely Ars and Est. As a result, the only bed in Areishia still slept.

"Don't just stand, sit."

Ars put a rich chair in front of Est, and sat down in the other seat.

In his spare time, he would make furniture such as tables and chairs from trees he cut down in the forest.

Looking at Ars with no expression on his face, Est sat on the chair.

The atmosphere was so quiet and only the sound of goats was heard not far from it.

(According to Dracunia, High-ranking Spirits can take on human form... That means, Est is a High Rank Spirit, huh.) Ars thought while observing the silver-haired loli in front of him.

Est was wearing a shirt that was too big for him.

(Uh, if I take a closer look, she might not wear anything!)

Only now did Ars realize Est was wearing only a white shirt that covered his body, and his lower half was visible.

What he saw at a glance was probably without underwear. No, she was clearly not wearing any underwear.

"Ahems... Est, why didn't you use ****** *****?" Ars averted his gaze so as not to see the sights that should not be seen.

"Is that necessary?" Est tilted his head, looking clueless.

"of course. Women should respect themselves properly. Do not be a woman who shows her aura in front of men carelessly for free. Do not make yourself a cheap woman like a sale item in the market, but be a top-class item in the mall, so that people do not look one eye.”

Looking at her innocent face, Ars felt this girl was like a white canvas that had yet to be colored. So he taught her common sense.

"I understand." Est nodded while silently muttering a spell in tongues.

The next second, a pair of ********* in pure white appeared on his hand. Then get off the seat and put on **************, generating a temporary rustling of the fabric.

Fortunately, Ars acted quickly and closed his eyes.

(Does this loli have no shame? He uses *********** in front of men without hesitation. Looks like I should teach him more common sense in the future. Don't let him be taken by the uncle who offered him candy.)

Since Est is Areishia's contracted Spirit, Ars treats her as his younger sister.

"It's over."

Opening her eyes, she sees him still without pants, but Est herself seems unconcerned.

"Nl..."

Before Ars spoke, Areishia opened her eyes.

"You're finally awake, Areishia."

"Sister Ars... And Est?"

"Don't push yourself, just keep lying down."

"Sister Ars is too worried, I'm fine."

Areishia got up from the bed, other than feeling tired, she was unharmed.

"This is the first time the Madam has used holy power, your body has not gotten used to it." Est explained the reason behind Areishia suddenly fainting.

"Thank you, Est. Thanks to you, I can save everyone."

"Mrs, please don't do that."

Despite protesting because his head was rubbed, Est did not refuse.

"There's a lot I want to talk about, before that, let's have dinner first."

"Ah, I haven't cooked."

"No need, I've bought food."

"Son Ars is the best."

Ars smiled at the compliment, and then he picked up the bread and the birthday cake.

"This...?"

"Happy 14th birthday, Areishia. May you always live a healthy life and be given 'long life'."

"It must be expensive, right? I told you, brother Ars doesn't have to celebrate my birthday. Better save your money something else important."

This was the second time someone had celebrated her birthday, Areishia felt warm in her heart. However, he did not want Ars to spend a lot of money on him.

In response to that, Ars flicked his forehead and said while patting his head: "Don't say that. Even if I were offered all the gold in the entire world or you, I would choose you without hesitation, Areishia."

To him, gold was nothing more than a sparkling stone. After a long life, money is not true happiness, but precious people.

It's the thing that Ars was a student of after living for a millennium.

"Sister Ars!"

Touched by those heartfelt words, Areishia threw herself into Ars arms.

"The tears of happiness."

Beside her, Est witnessed the interaction between the two of them and there were ripples in her emotionless eyes.

After that heartwarming moment, Areishia blew out the candles on the cake, then fed Ars the first piece of cake.

Est was no exception, at first she refused, but she ended up eating her cake as well after being persuaded.

"So, what really happens when I'm not around?"

After everyone was full, Ars asked about the attack by the Rebel Spirit group.

Areishia did not hide anything and told her all the events she went through.

Starting from climbing the mountain in search of firewood, entering the ancestral hall after while hiding from the herd of wild wolves, then once back, the village had been attacked by many Rebel Spirits.

With the desire to save the villagers, Est responds to Areishia's feelings and transfers swordsmanship directly to her mind.

Relying on her newly acquired strength, Areishia fought against dozens of Rebel Spirits unscathed.

It was an unprecedented feat, considering she was previously only a shepherd girl and had never practiced martial arts. Turning from amateur to expert in such a short time, it could be seen that Est was no ordinary Spirit.

"All right, it's late at night. You must be tired after many things, sleep well."

Seeing Areishia covering her evaporating mouth, Ars stopped questioning her.

"Then I'm back. Madam call me if she needs me."

After saying that, Est was enveloped in light and entered into the Spirit Seal in Areishia's hands.

"It still doesn't feel real."

Areishia touched the back of her hand that had the Spirit Seal.

"Don't think too much. Rest well, whatever happens, I'll protect you."

"Um, I trust Ars' brother."

Lying on the bed, Areishia looked at Ars with a brilliant smile.

When Ars wanted to stand up, his hand was held.

"Areishia?"

"Sister Ars... Can you stay with me until I fall asleep?"

With a red hue on her cheek, Areishia said timidly.

"okay." Ars agreed and sat down.

"Sister Ars, tell me a story."

"What kind of news?"

"So much Ars' brother."

Hearing the word 'whatever', Ars eyes twitched.

If women in modern civilization say 'whatever', it will make men go awry. But Ars knows Areishia isn't such a selfish woman.

"Hmmm... How about the story of Buto Ijo and Timun Mas?"

"Yes, I want to hear it."

Areishia nodded in anticipation.

"In a small village, there lived an intelligent and agile teenage girl. Cucumber Mas its name. She lives with her mother, Sri's grandmother, an old widow whose husband has long since left."

Then Ars started telling one of the Indonesian folklore from his life before he was reincarnated.

The content of the story is simple, Buto Ijo is a giant and has magical abilities equivalent to the Holy Grail that can grant any request.

There is an old woman named Sri's grandmother who lives alone and is eager to have grandchildren. As a result, he made a pact with Buto Ijo to give her a grandchild.

Of course, allying with supernatural forces has consequences. Buto Ijo gave the condition that when the granddaughter named Timun Mas, 6 years old she would take it to eat! Grandma Sri agreed.

By the time the agreement arrived, the grandmother even repeatedly reneged on his promise. When Timun Mas was 9 years old, he was ‘submitted’.

Unfortunately, Buto Ijo was framed and tricked, and then died horribly from drowning in a sea of mud.

"Well, what's the moral lesson of this story?" Ask Ars.

"Timun Mas managed to be saved from Buto Ijo and lived happily with grandma sri forever!" Areishia replied after pondering.

Ars shook his head and replied: "Wrong, Buto Ijo is the real victim. Not only did Sri's grandmother not pay her debt, she instead killed Buto Ijo who gave her Timun Mas."

Areishia thought about it carefully and felt it made sense. Although the purpose of Buto Ijo cannot be justified, the behavior of Sri's grandmother is also wrong.

"Don't think too much, it's just a story. Get to sleep fast."

"Um, good night, brother Ars."

"Good night, Areishia."