"Come on, couldn't you make the naming any less like Japan's old army and navy? Clearly one race, yet you insist on having two different names."
They caught sight of Meng Quyi and happily cheered. Soon, more Domestic Fairies appeared in the courtyard. They bowed respectfully to Meng Quyi, then to Malin.
When they heard Malin conversing with them in their own tongue, these small creatures grew even more delighted and started preparing food.
Malin watched the lively little beings at work, then glanced at Meng Quyi… Hmm, judging from the skin resemblance, they do look a bit alike. Mr. Meng, your tastes are really... eclectic.
With that thought, Malin had his meal here, and when he left with Meng Quyi, Malin—out of curiosity about how his actions might interfere with the future—gave the Domestic Fairies a seed from the World Tree.
They followed Malin's instructions and planted the seed in the courtyard.
"What is that thing?"
"The seed of the World Tree."
