“It’s not safe here at night.”

The woodcutter frowned.

"Let's go back first."

I'll wait until I'll go back first.

...

Even if you know the black monster's indifference to him...

The young scholar was still a little unwilling to leave like this.

“…I finally waited until it appeared…”

The young scholar murmured.

Next time, I have to wait until the black monster appears, and when will I wait?

He originally wanted to resolve the grudge between himself and the black monster this time.

It just seems from the "confrontation" just now...

It is obviously a matter between both parties, who care about it from beginning to end, suffer deeply, and are crazy...

He is the only one.

The other party seemed to have no idea that he was also one of the "parties".

Even the bystanders are not counted.

The bystanders will at least watch the excitement.

The black monster turned a blind eye to everything.

The attitude shown is that I don’t know, don’t care, don’t care…

It has nothing to do with it.

...

Nothing a young scholar can do to no avail.

Then he continues to stay...

What else can I do?

...

But he left like this...

This time maybe it was really the last time he saw a black monster.

For some reason...

The young scholar had a strong premonition in his heart.

......

"younger brother."

The woodcutter's deep voice, a sigh hidden in it, "Go back."

...

“…”

The young scholar said nothing.

But there was a bit of stubbornness on his face.

...

The woodcutter frowned.

This stubborn guy...

He was hesitating whether to force his brother back...

A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

What he thought of.

"you mean……"

The woodcutter's mouth twitched slightly.

"The black monster is here?"

Is it still here?

...

The young scholar nodded.

He looked up at the lush canopy above.

The black monster is in it.

It's very inconspicuous in the night.

But he found it at a glance.

Maybe it's because of obsession with it?

The young scholar pulled the corners of his mouth.

...

"where?"

The woodcutter turned around and looked around.

"I didn't see it."

"younger brother."

The woodcutter looked at the young scholar, "Didn't you say you want me to see it?"

"What about now?"

“Can I see it?”

...

The young scholar was stunned.

"Brother, you can't see it?"

...

“I’ve never seen it.”

The woodcutter wasn't angry with the young scholar's questioning or forgetting knowingly?

After all, he could not see this, a young scholar should know about it.

...

The young scholar's mouth opened slightly.

"you……"

My brother has never seen a black monster...

After a few seconds of stunned silence, the young scholar remembered.

He was upset about his slow reaction.

Didn’t I know that in addition to him, there is also the child from my sister-in-law and brother’s house…

Can't anyone else see the black monster?

My brother can't see it.

My sister-in-law can't see it.

Aunt...

Didn't see it either.

...

"Didn't you say you want me to see?"

The woodcutter continued.

"You let me see it, and I believe what you said."

"The black monster is real."

"otherwise……"

The woodcutter was very serious and righteous, "You just agree with what I said..."
To be continued...