It is also very convenient to hide in the trash can.

As long as you can tolerate the environment of the trash can.

...

Except for garbage in the trash can...

The uncle reluctantly reached out and pulled the garbage inside a few times.

Um.

Apart from the garbage, there was no dwarf old man hiding inside.

...

Uncle:...

The uncle silently covered the lid of the trash can back.

All right.

He was thinking too much.

...

The uncle stretched out his hand and washed it with rainwater.

Then wiped it on your body.

Anyway, his body was wet.

So this is better than nothing.

...

The uncle took a deep breath.

"……ah."

The uncle called out a depressing voice.

Very annoying.

This feeling that seems to be visible but not touched is very bad.

It makes people feel depressed.

...

"Are you here..."

"Clang!"

The uncle kicked the trash can.

"Where are you playing with me?"

"Show it will happen."

"otherwise……"

"Don't show up!"

...

The uncle cursed a few angrily.

Then he stopped breathing.

He suddenly felt that he was ridiculous.

Why did you make yourself so embarrassed and depressed?

...

never mind.

The uncle decided.

He really...

I have no interest in the old dwarf man with green hair and green skin...

Even if you see the blurry shadow again...

He also pretended not to see it.

He won't be able to-

The uncle raised his head.

...

Why!?

The uncle was stunned.

He suddenly opened his eyes wide.

What, what!?

...

Green, green hair!?

...

The uncle wanted to reach out and rub his eyes.

I was worried that my green hair would disappear again when I rubbed my eyes.

He worked hard to make his muscles and bones.

The corners of my eyes were about to twitch.

...

this time……

He saw it very clearly.

...

It looks no different from the memory...

The little one is about four years old.

Green messy hair.

Green skin...

It is a moss-like green.

It is covered with folds of all sizes.

After all, I'm old.

...

“!?”

The uncle's eyes were about to pop out.

He discovered details that were not in his memory.

I don't know if he forgot it or if he did not find out at that time...

...

The old man leaned sideways.

Let him see clearly...

On the old man's back...

Carrying a shell like a tortoise shell.

It's so green that it's black.

...

Is that a real carapace?

The uncle narrowed his eyes.

Or...a realistic backpack?

...

As if he noticed his gaze, the old man turned his face.

The beard at the lower jaw is raised.

There are also pleats on the surface.
To be continued...