"So you see, sir, in fact, you have been chosen by the Lord to be a Mentor to the ten fireflies."
"M-Become a Mentor!? For ten fireflies!? What do you mean!?" Paul was very surprised to hear that.
"Let me be clear again, sir, so in essence, you have been selected to be a guide or adviser to those ten fireflies, and also, they are not just little animals that fly around, sir. They are like humans, have reason and feeling, even able to speak too."
Paul and his mother were completely dumbfounded by Roswel's explanation. They thought, what the pale man said was so absurd. Even though times have advanced, why do things like that still exist? It felt like they were just hearing fantasy stories, which of course, couldn't possibly exist in the real world.
"Paul!" The mother called out her son's name, with an uneasy facial expression. When Paul turned to his mother, the woman immediately voiced back, "Don't listen to that person! He looks like one of the patients from the mental hospital! We have to call the doctor! Come on! Paul! But before that! Leave him here alone, we have to go! Seek help from neighbors!"
When the mother pulled Paul's right arm by force, to get away from Roswel, the boy immediately took his hand away from his mother roughly. "No Mom! I feel, what he said is quite reasonable, because before I opened the bedroom door, I heard some voices like people chatting in my room, maybe it was them, the fireflies who were--"
"PAUL!" Not wanting her son to believe the pale man's bullshit, the mother snapped at Paul in a very high tone. "STOP SAYING INSANE THINGS! YOU BETTER GET AWAY FROM THIS WEIRD MAN! WE HAVE TO ASK THE NEIGHBORS FOR HELP! TO GET THIS MAN OUT!"
Trying to ignore his mother's tantrum beside him, Paul immediately looked at Roswel with a troubled expression on his face. "Roswel! Please! Can you please silence my mother for a while!?"
Smiling faintly, Roswel nodded his head, "Yes, Master." Then, he stamped his foot once on the floor, and to his surprise, Paul's mother's entire body was frozen by very cold ice cubes, which appeared to creep from the soles of the feet to the top of the head.
Making the figure of a woman look like a statue with an annoyed face, mouth agape, eyes bulging, two hands that were about to grip Paul's back, and two legs that stood firm. Witnessing this, Paul was amazed. He couldn't help but think that the mere sight of Roswel stomping his foot could make someone freeze.
Absolutely amazing.
"Wow! That’s amazing! I didn't think you could do this, Roswel!" Paul's eyes were still wide, stunned to see his mother frozen like that. He also occasionally stuck his fingers into the ice that covered his mother's body, and it was very cold, like real ice.
"Thank you for the compliment, sir, I'm very happy, even though it's just low-level magic from a lowly servant, but seeing you amazed, I'm also happy, even though there's absolutely nothing special about it," said Roswel with his head down saluted Paul, then he said something back, "Actually, I wanted to freeze your mother from the start, because I thought, her presence was quite disturbing, but unfortunately, I don't have the authority to do that. Thankfully, you finally ordered me to do it. I am very relieved, sir."
“B-But, my mother can come back as usual, right? Roswel!?” Asked Paul with a slightly worried feeling, because after all, he was still worried about the condition of his biological mother, because he did not want to make his biological mother suffer.
Hearing that question, Roswel nodded his head again, "You don't need to worry about that."
"All right. Then, let's continue discussing the matter earlier!" Now, Paul is starting to look more energetic than before, maybe because finally he can freely say what he wants without being disturbed by his mother. "You said earlier that I had been chosen to be a mentor or guide for the fireflies, right? And you also said that they could talk, have reason and feelings like humans, right? You see, actually, what are the benefits for me being a Mentor?"
"Ah, sorry sir, I seem to have forgotten to explain something quite important, alright, this will also answer your question," Roswel took a deep breath, then began to explain, "To become a mentor, you are required to mentor ten fireflies. The fireflies can find their respective human bodies, so, strictly speaking, they're not animals, they're spirits created by the Lord, and they don't have a vessel yet, so you have to find ten suitable humans to serve as their resting place.”
“And you ask, what are the benefits of being a mentor, huh? The benefits are quite a lot, sir. Besides you will be rewarded by the Lord if you are able to carry out your duties well, you will also get other privileges, which can change your life. But, even so, you also have to accept all the risks, sir. Because the task you are doing is quite heavy, considering that there are so many spirit slayers roaming this city."
"Spirit slayers!?" Paul was surprised to hear that.
"Yes, they are also the chosen ones commissioned from their Lord, to slay the spirits created by our Lord, that's why, you have to be careful of their presence, because there are so many of them, and most of them come from ordinary people, like you."
"It's terrible, isn't it. I have to be on standby to protect these fireflies from the spirit slayers. But may I ask one more question?" Looks like Paul still has something he doesn't understand.
"Please, sir."
"I was assigned to find a human body, right? To be used as a place for the fireflies to live, right? Well, what I want to ask, is the human body you mean, is it dead or alive?"
"A fresh human body, sir."
"F-Fresh!? You mean a human body that's still alive!? But, how do you do that!? Isn't that inside a living body, there's still a spirit inside, right!? Do I have to take out the human's spirit first, before putting in the firefly's spirit into their body? But after all, I'm becoming like a spirit slayer too, right!?
"No, Master. You don't need to extract the true spirit from the body of the human you choose. What you have to do, make one of the firefly spirits enter the person's body. Let the original spirit and the artificial spirit merge in the body. When they are united, a new power and personality will emerge from that person. And from there, you must guide them to become a hero."
"Sounds pretty heavy." Paul smiled wryly at Roswel's explanation, he felt the task was too much for a seventeen year old boy to carry.
"Ah, that's a shame, it seems I was summoned by the Lord to return, then, before I leave, I'd like to leave a message, you don't need to rush your task, because for now, there's no time limit. And you can enter the firefly into a jar, so they don't attack your mother or anyone else anymore, and also, I'm going to make your mother forget everything that happened here, so don't worry. Oh, if you want to ask me anything more, you can call my name three times, sir."
Then, Roswel's form surprisingly instantly exploded and disappeared; the sound of the explosion was loud enough, like the popping of a plastic balloon, and left a puff of black smoke around the place where he had stepped on.
The frozen ice that previously confined her mother's body slowly began to melt, making the floor muddy, until finally, the woman was free as before.
Paul flashed a dry smile at his mother who had returned. "Hello, Mom."
"Eh!? Why is the floor so muddy here, Paul!? And what is that? You don't usually smile at your mother!? What the hell is wrong with you!?"
Because he was too lazy to explain everything from the beginning, Paul ran, ignoring his mother who was still chattering. He carrying the ten fireflies, to go into his room. And don't forget, he locked the door of his room from the inside. So that his mother does not just come into his room.
"You brat! Instead of answering, you run away! What do you think your mother is!?"
Paul could still hear the faint sounds of his mother grumbling outside the room, but slowly, her voice drifted away and disappeared, replaced by silence.
Paul also sat on a wooden chair, looking closely at the fireflies that were flying on the ceiling of his room.
He also took a deep breath. "Firstly, I got involved in a trivial matter. Second, I got kicked out of school. Third, I got scolded by my mother. Fourth, I miraculously, was chosen by the Lord—who I don't even know who the Lord is—to be a mentor,” Then, Paul laughed to himself remembering that. "What dream did I have last night, to experience strange events like this."
Suddenly a knock sounded from the front door of his house, making Paul who was daydreaming, immediately startled to hear it.
"Excuse me! Is there anyone? Umm, I'm Paul's classmate, Olivia, came here with Paul's sling bag that he left behind in class!"
"Shit! Why did that girl come to my house!?" Paul didn't like it when he found out that a girl named Olivia came to his house.
Forced, Paul finally came down from his room, to meet Olivia who was standing at his doorstep. On the other hand, he also didn't want his mother to open the door for the girl, because according to him, it would be very troublesome."Yeah? What's wrong, Olivia?" said Paul after he opened the door of his house, to meet the girl with wavy black hair, who was standing holding Paul's green backpack.Instantly, Olivia's face turned red as her eyes met Paul's, she lowered her head, hiding her face. Then, in a slightly nervous voice, Olivia said, "I just came here to return your bag that you left behind in class." Olivia with shaking hands gave the bag she was holding to Paul.Paul immediately accepted it, but he felt something was different about Olivia's attitude. According to Paul, this time, Olivia looked shy, even though usually she was very talkative and annoying. Was there something that made Olivia turn into that? Maybe she's just in a bad mood? The more he thought about it, the more
Olivia walked alone, crossing the winding deserted streets, with bloodshot eyes, after being kicked out of the residence of her classmate, namely Paul. Olivia's heart hurt, because of her good intentions to help Paul, but was rejected harshly. This surprised Olivia, she understood, that in fact, in this world, not everyone would be happy if someone else helped them, there are some people who would get angry when someone else wanted to help them, like Paul for example.The sky had started to turn yellow, which meant that the afternoon had turned into evening. Soon the sun would set, and stupidly, Olivia still hadn't come home. On the way, Olivia is worried about herself if her parents realize that her only daughter is coming home late. She would definitely be scolded all out, if found out.This is all Paul's fault, Olivia thought irritably. Yes, according to her, all this because of Paul. If the man had brought his bag before leaving, Olivia would not have bothered to visit Paul's hous
As a result of Roswel's words, who said that; from now on, there will be a time limit on task completion, and the maximum time is one month. It made Paul very surprised to hear that, he even couldn't sleep thinking about it repeatedly while lying on the surface of the bed. He was restless, depressed, and could not think clearly. Because Paul was confused about where to look so he could find ten people, which would later be used as the vessel for the firefly spirits.Paul was really freaking out now. Moreover, says Roswel, there will be a penalty for Paul, if he can't finish his assignment in one month. Paul glanced at a jar of ten fireflies on his bedside table.Sighing, Paul smiled bitterly at the firefly trapped inside the jar."You guys are so troublesome." After saying that to the fireflies, Paul turned off the light in his room and quickly went to sleep, resting his chaotic mind and body, so he could be refreshed the next day.The next day, Paul woke up earlier than usual. When h
Using his bicycle, Paul leaves his house, to carry out his duties; looking for ten people who want to be used as a place to rest the spirits in the form of fireflies, which are currently in a jar, and the jars are kept in the pillion area.Even from the start, Paul was aware that getting ten people was not as easy as finding cats roaming the streets. Because what he will face is a human, who has reason and mind. They couldn't possibly say 'okay, I do it' when offered by Paul, because humans are not that stupid, who freely give their bodies to stranger. That's very, very impossible.For this reason, Paul had to carefully plan who and where the people were most suitable to serve as vessels for the spirits he brought. But, Paul also shouldn't choose people arbitrarily, because the person he will choose will carry out an even tougher task, namely to become a hero, that's what he heard from Roswel. But Paul also doesn't really understand what's so good about being a hero in this modern era
"So what other trouble have you got yourself into, Paul?"Said an adult man who was around thirty, wearing a bright red shirt covered with a jet black suit. His voice was deliberately suppressed because he was very annoyed and tired of having to deal with bad boy who always caused trouble at his private school.The floor of his private office was also littered with the shoes of the naughty boy who was standing in front of his desk.Annoying.He didn't even know what way to punish him anymore, because he had used various ways to punish the boy, but still, all of that didn't deter him in the slightest, instead of dampening things down, the problem only got worse.His buttocks were already hot because he had to sit in an upright position for quite a long time in his chair when dealing with his students, because he had to look dignified in front of all his students--including that bad boy--to be a good principal."This is unfair, sir."The deep voice of the boy named Paul instantly broke
The sun was shining brightly, heating up the asphalt road that seemed to be twinkling emitted by its rays. Birds flew happily while chirping happily singing to each other, enlivening the atmosphere of the hot afternoon.And the sound of insects typical of summer creaking in each tree makes the afternoon even more noisy. Then, Paul appeared, a burly young man whose face was full of scratches, pedaling his bicycle leisurely across a very hot asphalt road. He was also seen wearing a school uniform from a well-known local high school; white shirt wrapped in a white jacket and white trousers, all white.With sweat covering almost his entire body, making his clothes wet as well, he kept pedaling his bicycle, even though the sun, which was quite hot at that time, stung his brown skin until it hurt.The streets were still quiet, there weren't any other vehicles passing by, even though it was already very midday, but that was natural, because the area where he lived was in a residential comple