House-Hunting Diary

"So, Galan, are we still going to look at houses?"

As they descended the stairs, Lia asked Galan, still puzzled.

The other party had just acted as if they were about to back down, but now they were taking me to explore the empty houses in the city.

"Well, we don't have anything else to do today, so it's not a bad idea to go take a look. And who knows, we might even find a great house that's on sale at a low price."

Galan said, sounding slightly guilty.

In fact, what he said was more about convincing himself.

Whether Lia would believe him or not, he simply didn't know.

"Sigh, money makes the world go round, but not having money makes the world turn upside down... Why don't we just ask Frog for some money? I didn't know that guy was short on cash lately."

Although he knew that Frog's desire to collaborate with the boss and open up new business avenues would be a very expensive undertaking.

But if it's just about helping himself out and getting a small house in the city, it shouldn't be too difficult for him, right?

As he thought about it, he felt there was a real chance for this. He decided to go back and shamelessly talk to Frog about it.

The two walked along the street for a while, stopping occasionally in front of some snack shops. This was mainly because Lia couldn't resist the novelty of the food, so Galan had no choice but to accompany her as they walked and stopped.

The weather today is much better than yesterday; not only did it not snow heavily, but the sun also shone brightly for the first time in a long time.

Standing in the sunlight, Galan closed his eyes and felt a warm current surging through his entire body, as if every ray of sunlight was piercing into his body.

Are you sunbathing?

Lia walked out of the roasted sweet potato shop, carrying two steaming hot roasted sweet potatoes in her hands, and handed one of them to Galan.

However, seeing that the other person was engrossed in their own world and hadn't noticed them, they mischievously nudged his armpit with the sweet potato. "Hmm? Hehe, hmm, it's really warm. Standing here like this is like lying on the beach sunbathing."

Caught off guard by Lia's sudden attack, Galan couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

However, after realizing that his voice had attracted strange stares from the people around him, he quickly quieted down, took the roasted sweet potato that Lia handed him, and pretended to be calm, as if nothing had happened.

Is it really that exaggerated?

Seeing how much enjoyment Galan had just given her, Lia was also a little curious.

Instead of immediately enjoying the food in his hands, he followed Galan's example, stood still, closed his eyes, and quietly savored the rare sunny day.

"How is it?" Galan asked.

"Hmm... it feels a little warm, but I don't know why it's also a little itchy?"

After pondering for a long time, Lia gave her reply.

Although she did feel a bit of the warmth of the sunlight, the itchy sensation on her body made it difficult for her to calm down and appreciate it.

"It'll be itchy, that's what I'm looking for," Galan said with a mischievous grin.

"Huh?"

Lia suddenly opened her eyes, only to find Galan rubbing her armpits with a roasted sweet potato, clearly trying to recreate the scene from before.

"Hiss... Is the body structure of an Elf really that different from that of a human? Why haven't you reacted much after I've been messing with you for so long?"

Seeing that his "revenge" had not achieved much and had instead drawn ridicule from passing children, Galan felt embarrassed.

He gave an awkward laugh twice, then started peeling and eating the roasted sweet potato.

Even among people, not everyone feels itchy when scratching their armpits, right?

Lia couldn't help but find Galan's actions somewhat amusing.

He looks like a mature adult, but there's an inexplicable childishness in his actions.

But when real danger arises, he always manages to appear in time and rush to the front. Perhaps that's why I developed these feelings for him.

"Let's go, there seems to be a nice house up ahead, let's go take a look."

Galan quickly finished her roasted sweet potato and praised the taste of the restaurant. However, due to time constraints, she couldn't stay there any longer.

Even if you wanted to go back and buy one to take with you on the way, there was already a long queue outside the store.

It wouldn't be easy to buy it in a short time, so I gave up on that idea and chose to keep moving forward.

"Um."

Lia paused for a moment, then smiled and replied.

In the dimly lit room, a child peeked out from a large garment lying on the floor, swaying as if he were drunk, his eyes unfocused as if he hadn't yet adjusted to his body.

"I... I'm not dead?"

The moment he opened his eyes, what he said was astonishing.

If anyone were present at that moment, I wonder if they would be surprised by what he said.

He's just a little kid...

"At least half a day has passed since I took the medicine."

The child glanced through the narrow window and, after seeing that it was already mostly dark outside, came to this conclusion.

He then climbed out of the loose-fitting clothes without any hesitation. Even though he had nothing to cover himself, it did not affect his mood at all.

He pulled a rust-covered mirror from the old cabinet and carefully examined his current physical condition through its barely clean surface.

"I really did shrink... I turned back into my childhood self, so does that mean I succeeded?"

Fitz wasn't sure.

After waking up, his mood was like a rollercoaster, constantly rising and falling.

If I really manage to do it, then it means this path is correct, and I have truly created a miracle.

However, if it only prolongs the effect of the medicine for a period of time, then all my efforts have been in vain.

Perhaps if we continue down this path, we might one day be able to extend the drug's effects to an astonishing degree, but so what?

Ninety-nine is ultimately not one hundred; if he can't take that final step, he's a loser.

Fitz sat upright, mentally replaying the events leading up to his unconsciousness.

Overall, the purple liquid did not mask the original medicinal effects of the herbs, which is evident from my current condition.