Filed to story: A Little Princess's Journey from Darkness to Light Novel
How badly did the spirit offend you for you to step on them?
“Now you have to ask her how she died,” Pablo said.
They weren’t collecting spirits just for the sake of it. There were more questions to ask.
Understanding how malignant spirits die would benefit her future knowledge and experience.
Lilly did as she was told. “Hey sumo wrestler, how did you die?”
The vanity spirit glared at the girl with red eyes. “You’re the sumo wrestler!”
“That’s a comeback!”
The vain spirit didn’t know how to respond. “…”
Neither did Pablo and Josh. “…”
The vain spirit became even more desperate in her attempts to break free.
Pablo knew she wasn’t going to reveal how she died at this point.
With a snap of his fingers, he retrieved the spirit in the jar.
The jar swayed. Her angry screeching could be heard from within. “Let me out!”
Lilly patted the jar. “Be a little quieter, Ms. Sumo Wrestler. You can stay in there with Ms. Ugly!”
The girl shook the jar with delight.
Ms. Sumo Wrestler and Ms. Ugly. My jar is filling up fast!
Lilly quickly asked, “Master, is my jar full?”
It’s a big spirit!
Pablo patted her head. “Let me show you how to check if it’s full.”
He took one of Lilly’s fingers and pressed it on top of the jar’s surface, whispering, “Concentrate.”
She followed his instructions and suddenly found herself inside the jar.
It was a large empty space.
Ms. Ugly was lying there, clearly bored.
Ms. Sumo Wrestler was stamping her feet and cursing angrily.
She was large, but not nearly enough to fill the jar.
When Lilly snapped back to reality, the jar in her hands was still the size of a fingernail, swaying lightly.
She wailed, “When am I going to fill it up?!”
Pablo smirked and decided to tease her. “I don’t know. Why don’t you have your brother calculate that for you?”
He turned his attention to Josh, who was standing next to him.
Josh felt his blood freeze. “Don’t ask me!”
I don’t want to know about any of this!
He didn’t care how many spirits the female spirit had. He would rather give up his beloved mathematics and chemistry for liberal arts than do the calculations.
“Why?! You’re good at math, aren’t you?”
No, I’m terrible at it.
Lilly crouched down and started drawing on the dirt floor. “Look, Josh. This represents the inside of the jar. These are Ms. Ugly and Ms. Sumo Wrestler… The space is really large… They’re both really big too… How many Ms. Ugly and Ms. Sumo Wrestler would we need to fill it up?”
“…”
Let’s assume Ms. Sumo Wrestler is x and Ms. Ugly is y…
No! I’m not going to calculate that!
His hands seemed to take on a life of their own. He wanted to calculate everything related to numbers.
He picked up a branch and started scribbling on the ground.
“The volume of the spirits would be x plus y. The area of the room is… So, it would take 19 and 100 respectively to fill it.”
“You’ll need nineteen Ms. Sumo Wrestlers and a hundred Ms. Uglies.”
Lilly nodded vigorously. “Yes, I understand.”
Pablo watched them silently. “…”
I did tell you so.
Josh threw the wooden stick aside without uttering another word and pretended as if nothing had happened.
He looked away. “Why do you need to fill it up?”
Lilly hugged her knees and rested her head on top of them. “Master says that I’ll be taken away if I don’t fill it.”
That caught Josh by surprise. “Taken away? Where?”
Lilly lowered her head and traced patterns on the dirt floor with a stick. “Somewhere far away, where I won’t be able to come back.”
“…” To Josh, it sounded like Lilly was implying that she would die if she didn’t fill the jar.
He remained silent for a while, trying to compose himself. “Are there more ghosts like Ms. Sumo Wrestler…?”
It would be better if they were caught sooner.
He couldn’t bear to watch Lilly die just because she failed to fill the jar of souls. He was only doing this because… All he did was make a calculation. He needed to verify the results to see if he got it right.
That was all there was to it.
Pablo suddenly approached Josh and asked quietly, “Hey, how can you see me?”
Josh was taken aback and was about to respond when the white-robed man faded
away and disappeared.
Confused, Josh looked around. “Lilly, is your Master gone?”
Lilly looked beside him. “No, he’s right beside you!”
Josh suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck, as if someone’s hand was touching him, causing all the hairs on his body to stand on end.
He resisted the urge to look back!
Why does it feel a hundred times scarier when I can’t see it?!
Lilly interrupted. “Josh, my master wants to know if you’ve ever seen a ghost before.”
He tensed up. “No.”
Pablo rubbed his chin and frowned.
“Well, that’s a bit strange. How can he see sometimes but not others? It’s unusual!”
