The Spirit Hunter System
Red Sunflowers

Looking towards the strange flower that did not disappear even though the Gardener had disappeared, Adam realized that it was not part of the creature at all.

The young man was alert, but also curious. After noticing the flower at all it did not suddenly attack and just continued to blink while still there, Adam rounded his resolve. He reached out his hand to grab the flower.

But when Adam's fingers touched the pot, the young man's consciousness suddenly disappeared. He really fell into the darkness.

***

Opening his eyes, Adam saw a bright sun illuminating the earth.

Looking at himself, the young man was shocked. He saw his body was completely semi-transparent and translucent.

"Did I die?"

Given what happened before, Adam immediately dismissed the idea. Then he looked around. In addition to the beautiful three-story European-style house, he saw many houses still in quite old style.

There are not many skyscrapers. He saw a city that was not yet fully developed.

There was a highway, but Adam still saw many gardens and trees. It seemed to be the same location, but now he was in the past. Different from where the young man should be.

"Am I thrown into the past? An illusion? Or ... memories?"

At that moment, Adam realized that next to him was a figure of an old man in full clothes with patches standing up.

Adam tried to wave at the old man, but did not seem to respond as he could not see himself.

The young man saw the old man sitting in the hut while wiping his sweat.

Adam looked around. Just like before, she was in the back garden of the house, but in contrast to the gloomy garden, this place was filled with various types of colorful flowers.

It looks so beautiful and pampers the eyes!

By the time Adam tried to walk more than five meters away from the old man, his body began to fade. Not panicking at all, he instead tried to see what was happening to him right now.

When he was more than five feet away from the man, Adam faded. When he got close enough, his body just came back.

From that alone he could draw the conclusion that the reason he was here had something to do with the old man.

At that moment, Adam saw a little girl coming out of the house. He was immediately shocked because the appearance of the little girl was similar to Mia, but younger.

The little girl had an indifferent expression, looking apathetic. He walked towards the old man while carrying a book.

"Grandfather Ozzie?"

"Yes, Miss?"

"If you look at it, the sun is white or yellow, right?"

The girl said in a monotone tone.

"true." Mr. Ozzie nodded.

"Why does the book say that the sun is red?"

"Because if seen more clearly or closer, the sun is actually red. Like a giant fireball.

That's what I hear, but I don't really know either, Miss."

"Then ..." The little girl pointed towards the sunflower. "Why is the flower named after the sunflower even though it is not red?"

"Because it looks like the sun is shining brightly."

"While it's not red?"

"Haha! Of course because there are no sunflowers like that, Miss."

"I want to see it."

"..."

Hearing the monotonous beacon of the little girl, Mr. Ozzie gasped. His friendly expression became increasingly soft.

"How about I teach Miss to plant sunflowers? Maybe the flower that Miss planted will grow in red?"

"really?" The little girl tilted her head with a hollow expression.

"Maybe."

"Then tomorrow I'll try."

As promised, the next day the girl went to the back garden of the house and met Mr. Ozzie.

The old man then taught the little girl to plant flowers.

A few days just pass by. The girl often came and asked Ozzie a lot.

"Why should plants be cultivated?"

"How about A?"

"How's B?"

"..."

There are a lot of questions that the girl asks.

Mr. Ozzie answered all the questions patiently, even teaching the girl to do so.

Days passed, until one day, Mr. Ozzie was surprised to see the little girl coming into the garden with blood flowing from her forehead. Yet strangely, the girl had a flat expression and did not appear to be in pain.

"What happened to you, Miss? Why are you getting hurt?"

"The other kids pelted me with pebbles."

Saying that, in the little girl did not change her expression at all. He did not seem sad, disappointed, or angry. Totally apathetic.

"Those bad boys .. why did they do it?"

"..." - ".The little girl shook her head.

"Follow me, Miss. I'll scold them."

"Not to."

"Why?"

"It's okay."

"Isn't Miss angry?"

"Why?"

"What's the reason? Obviously they've hurt Miss so badly."

"..."

The girl looked towards Mr. Ozzie with a blank expression. More precisely, it was a bit confused as the old man was angry for a reason he did not understand.

"Come with me, lady. I'll scold them."

Mr. Ozzie took the little girl's hand and went to the place where the children played.

Seeing the children playing chases while laughing, Mr. Ozzie shouted.

"Come, Children! Who taught you to do evil like that! Come to apologize now!"

Hearing Mr. Ozzie's screams, the children were terrified. They then fled. Only, some careless brats had stumbled and fallen.

They cried loudly and made many people come out and gather.

The parents of the injured children did not accept and instead scolded Mr. Ozzie.

"Look at what you're doing, Mr. Ozzie! You really scared the kids, even got them hurt!"

"That little boy is the problem for hurting Miss! Miss is clearly innocent, but she was stoned!

It was clearly a wrong move!"

Hearing Mr. Ozzie's words, many residents began to whisper. They did not care about the little girl at all and instead said.

"The girl didn't even complain or cry. You've been exaggerating, Mr. Ozzie."

"We know that you are devastated by the loss of your daughter and future granddaughter. We also know you consider the little girl as your own granddaughter.

You must remember, Mr. Ozzie. Your daughter and granddaughter were gone years ago! You should have let them go!"

Hearing that, Mr. Ozzie gritted his teeth. He pointed towards the person speaking with an angry expression.

"This has absolutely nothing to do with my daughter or granddaughter! Your son's guilty! That little bastard has to apologize!"

Seeing Mr. Ozzie angry, they were terrified. Grunting coldly, they ended up bringing their son over to apologize.

"Happy?!"

"Go!" said Mr. Ozzie with an angry expression.

The old man then took the little girl to return home. The girl had a blank expression, completely clueless as to why they were all yelling and scolding each other. When there was Mr. Ozzie, they did not dare to speak. But when Mr. Ozzie left, many glanced at him and began to insult the old man. Because ...

That's human. So selfish for his own sake. Not even willing to admit mistakes and always feel right because it is on the side of 'many people'.

Yes ... disgusting part of human nature as social beings.

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