March 12th - Thursday - SunnyHe really doesn't know much, huh. What a strange kid.To him, everything I told him were like fairy-tales, and he asked me questions to no end.But still, I was surprisingly at ease. I have seldom spoke so much. With a human being, to boot....So that was a festival? I wondered. Even though I haven't participated the festival myself, the way he described it to me was interesting, as if he was telling stories.And then I told him about the fairies around the lake, the little fishes and how I played while collecting stones.Somehow, I felt tired.He came again. Today, instead of coming here with nothing, he told me lots of interesting stuff. It appears that the human village has held some kind of a festival. It was quite a stir, he said.
