Exploring the Dimension After Reincarnation: Academic

Telling's

After resolving some misunderstandings between them, they all had dinner with grilled sausages that had been purchased at the supermarket before. Not to forget also, Noctis bought butter to facilitate the burning process and ketchup to add flavor to food. Too bad he forgot to buy mayonnaise, but at least he did not forget to buy a skewer that helped them in burning.

Each of them had a sausage that was alleged to be on a wooden stick and was roasted near a campfire. Except for Theresa, she roasted two sausages for herself and the little wolf. After all he had the responsibility of being someone who brought wild animals to this camp. Although the task is not too difficult, there is no need to find food on their own, but more work is done because they have to take care of small wolves.

"Hmm. These nights in the middle of the forest are too quiet. Don't you have a story on this lonely night?" ask Noctis.

"A story? I can't get an idea in a short time. After all, I am also not a good story writer or storyteller. I'd rather talk about politics and economics than that" Theresa replied.

"No wind, no rain, no storm I wonder what your motivation is to do this, Noctis-sensei? And again, shouldn't we still be discussing about the peculiarities within this forest? Even in the dark of night like this, we don't see many animals other than small insects, frogs, and other small animals." Sophia's flat eyes were fixed on Noctis as her right hand held a wooden stick.

"It's okay, isn't it? It's too quiet if no one's talking between us in this dark forest, so I want some stories to cheer up a long night. If you talk too much about heavy topics, when will your brain rest? Even I was planning on bringing a sound system to this place, but I pared the plan because it would be too noisy." Noctis pointed his face at Sophia.

"By the way, Noctis-sensei, why go so far as to buy food from the supermarket? Although there aren't many animals in this place, but since we're near the river I'm sure we'll be able to catch some fish? Then you too are long gone to leave us."

"So like this, my student, Theresa." Noctis turned to her before continuing, "I don't really like eating fish. The problem was in their spines that were too many, so it was very difficult to cultivate them. I'm sure the Little Girl can definitely make a fish fillet that makes it easy to eat, but it's a pity that she's not in this world right now."

"Already, already, just go back to the idea of telling stories like that. I'm going to start telling stories as the first one here. Listen, huh?" yovanca took their attention.

'Woah.Bibi Yovanca is indeed an expert to reconcile the atmosphere, ' Inner Theresa.

“Alright, Aunt yovanca!”

I don't know why Theresa was excited by Yovanca's words. There really is nothing special about telling stories in this quiet place, but at least it will make the atmosphere a little warmer and more crowded. It was very boring when no one spoke in this silent place. You must have experienced it when everyone among you is too focused on their respective smartphones.

He told all the storylines in just one breath. The remaining four people of course listened to that, but were not very clear in the process. This reading is too fast! He is not fit to be a storyteller. But his efforts should be given appreciation for having broken the atmosphere of too suny in this place.

“Either why do I feel if you are not too intent on telling a story. Are you really thinking about this story?” Noctis looked at Yovanca solemnly.

“Noctis-sensei, look at how Aunt Yovanca has dared to tell a story. I admit the plot is too short, the climax is not felt, and even the name of the character is not mentioned. He also read this story in just one breath. This story is very short and fast in its appearance. But still, Aunt Yovanca had already struggled to think of a story in such a short period of time. At least this is better.” Theresa gave her defense.

“Fumu, it is acceptable.” Alex closed his eyes while nodding.

“Well, sorry if the story I brought is short and anticlimactic. I brought you a story that my Elen liked when he was a kid first,” Yovanca explained. “Oh, I don't mean this story has the same content, just that this story has ... em... more or less the same form. The stories that my God loves are those that are entirely allegorical or philosophical, not ordinary moral messages.”

“Is that true, Noctis-sensei?” Theresa looked at Noctis after Yovanca to confirm.

They both—Noctis and Elena—have been together since Elena was a baby, so Elena's experience will also be recorded by Noctis. That way, asking Noctis was to ask the informant who was at the scene at the time. As long as Noctis answered honestly, nor was he a liar, then Theresa would get a verified answer.

“I myself have slept and do not want to get other information at night, so I myself also do not know if every night the Little Girl will be read the story. But when I worked overtime, several times I heard that the Little Girl was read a story. The story is also the same as that, straw and unclear on the groove. I didn't care and continued my overtime work,” Noctis explained nonchalantly.

“Hmm...allegory are you?” Sophia held her chin using her left hand with her right hand raised a wooden stick. "I think I know the allegory of Aunt Yovanca's story. I mean, more or less this is like the relationship between plankton and plants, right?"

"really. I've heard of Noctis' explanation. He said in the explanation, if phytoplankton in the ocean produce about 50% to 85% oxygen every year, while other trees and plants only about 20%. But because the tree is on the surface and is easier to see, it is more famous than phytoplankton. When we are asked about oxygen producers, most students will answer "plants". It's so sad to be phytoplankton, huh?" Yovanca looked around with her right hand raised a wooden stick.