"Puka!"
"Don't worry, look~ I'm holding the back of your hand."
As Ash turned his hand over, the patch of deep blue in Puka's palm was exposed to the air, faintly reflecting a lovely, dark azure glow.
"Puka?"
"Why am I not scared? Of course I'm scared too, but I know my little rabbit would never hurt me, so there's nothing to be afraid of."
What he feared was the terrifying nature of this Power of Destruction. What he didn't fear was that, despite wielding such terrifying destructive power, its owner was a kind-hearted little rabbit.
"So you don't need to be afraid. This is your power, after all. No matter what, you are the one controlling it. If it refuses to listen, just command it with all your strength to obey you!"
Power was merely power. Whether it was used to destroy or for the complete opposite purpose depended entirely on the wielder's will.
"Puka..."
"Since you still can't believe in yourself, believe in me, the one who believes in you. Look!"
His sudden urge to talk her through it wasn't a whim.
Precisely because he lived under the same roof as heroes in reality, he was no longer just Ash. He was "Ash, who had taken a step toward the Hero's back"!
At last, under their tense gazes, Ash firmly grasped the blue-glowing hand—and nothing happened.
"Puka! Ash, love you most! I'll definitely protect you!"
Overjoyed to the point of tears, the little rabbit threw herself into Ash's arms, rubbing her bean-sized tears against his chest as she clung to him.
"See? There's nothing to be afraid of."
Uh, wait.
Did you just speak?
Your scent has gotten stronger again.
I don't want to investigate it, because that would make me seem like I care too much about