I was raised by goblins with my naughty system

265: Storm

"Even you, Arhesha?"

"D-Don't mind me."

"J-Ju---------" Yuna buried her face in my chest when another thunder echoed throughout the forest.

The time the second thunder appeared the heavy rain began dropping and landed on the roof. Even though the ceiling is high I can hear clearly loud sound making of it. The scream of my utopia gradually faded to the harmony of rain watering the entire forest. The urge to play under the sky, bathing in rain sweat overtook my mind.

"Junj!"

"I'm not s-scared."

"T-This is not a thunder."

My utopia turns into a little kitten, squeezing itself against my body to seek protection. The storm just began but the anger of it made everyone frightened, The strong thunder, and rain dropped like a bomb, the bucket quickly filled with water, and the withered village instantly flooded. As the storm took its path, some of my utopias entered the general meeting also seeking a place to be safe. They gather in one place and touch their back at each other like a penguin