...

It's me again.

The girl wants to complain.

In the end, he just pursed his lips.

never mind.

What people like to call themselves is whatever they want.

And, if it was really this tree...

Then there should be no problem with claiming to be me.

...

The girl refused to admit that she was "calling him" again.

Her words also touched her.

It’s not because of others, but because of their own will, the other party is willing to speak out.

She is very happy.

Thank you too.

...

"...You are really this tree..."

The girl looked at the tree in front of her with an incredible look on her face.

She still couldn't accept this fact.

after all……

Too... ridiculous...

...

"Crazy~"

A gust of wind passed, the branches swayed lightly, and the leaves collided with each other, making rustling sounds.

The timing is like affirming the girl's words.

The girl looked up at the big tree with a daze.

Watching the shaking of leaves and branches.

It was not until the whole tree became quiet again that the girl seemed to have come back to her senses.

...

"Ba~"

The girl patted her cheek heavily.

Make a crisp sound.

...

Looking at the girl whose cheeks turned slightly red, Lightball asked inexplicably, "Are you a fool?"

"Why hit yourself?"

...

The girl smiled.

"I just want to see if I'm dreaming..."

The voice that came into her ears clearly told her that she was not dreaming.

She really...

I met a talking tree.

Is she in a fairy tale book?

Girls feel like this world is crazy.

...

"You're not dreaming."

The overly honest words from the big tree made the girl unable to help but tilt the corners of her mouth.

yes.

She didn't dream.

"……today……"

“It was a magical day.”

The girl seemed to be feeling.

"My name is Nana."

"May I have your name?"

The girl suddenly asked about the name of the light ball.

...

The light ball didn't say anything.

The girl didn't understand very well, "Can't you say it..."

Her murmur dissipated in the wind.

No response was received.

...

"All right."

The girl is not worried about this issue.

Since she almost confirmed that the other party was really the big tree in front of her, she has become much more tolerant of it.

"But……"

The girl frowned.

"You always have a name..."

"Or what would I call you?"

...

"Big Tree..."

The girl soon had an idea.

"How about I call you a big tree?"

A pretty simple and straightforward name.

Actually, it is not her usual style and preferences.

But she inexplicably felt that this name was very suitable for the other party.

Moreover, the other party should have a name.

I just don't want to tell her.

She didn't really want to say that she would give it a name.

She just needs a name that is convenient for communication.

Then, there is no need to think too much.

The simpler the better.

because……

She probably only calls this title.

...

The light ball did not make any sound.

The girl's bento was the other party's default.

The girl bent her eyebrows.

"Big Tree."

The smile in the girl's eyes deepened a little.

After all, this name was chosen by her.
To be continued...