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At that utterly familiar sound of a baby crying, Aaron was astonished to discover that the giant serpent staring coldly at him slowly turned its head to look farther away.
He had the peculiar feeling that he could see "confusion" in a snake's body language, as though it had only just discovered that he was not its target-the source of that crying was.
The faint, intermittent crying came from every direction, like hearing a cat meowing like a crying child on the street downstairs while sound asleep. Just hearing it made his hair stand on end. Aaron could not determine where it came from, and neither, it seemed, could the giant serpent. Although he did not know what was happening, he knew clearly at this moment that it was his younger son crying.
He was frantic with worry, yet faced with mortal danger, he could not utter a word.
The enormous silver head slowly looked from side to side, searching for its target. A mysterious silver-white river appeared deep in its eyes. The river had branched off very early on, but following its course toward the unknowable mist ahead, one could see that the branches would ultimately converge again in the future.
After a while, it looked somewhere and began moving without further hesitation. Its speed belied its enormous body; when it began to move, the surrounding scenery stretched into blurry lines.
Aaron felt the restraints on his body gradually loosen. The silver-white giant serpent was already moving in a certain direction, abandoning the human it had captured. He struggled to free one hand, slapped the snake's body hard, and shouted:
"Monster!"
"Look here! I'm right here!! You freak!!"
The giant serpent's blood-red eyes did not turn in the slightest at the human's provocation and shouting. With a slight