Chapter 12: Ch:12 One HP and a Juice Box
And then the system's gentle voice chimed again in her mind, soft as if whispering from behind a veil.
☆ Now listen carefully, dear. First... if you want to open your inventory, you must calm your mind... ☆
Dila blinked. "Calm? After everything I've been through?"
☆ Shh-shh, just follow me— ☆ Nari giggled a little. ☆ Focus on the idea that there's something floating in front of your face... boxes of items... each one calling out to you. Your inventory choices. ☆
Dila narrowed her eyes. "Boxes calling me?"
☆ Yup! Now... close your eyes... feel it—feel that something within reach, like you're gently tugging on a string in your thoughts. Picture the thing you want to get... like a potion, or your staff, or... I don't know, a shiny pebble...☆
Dila slowly sighed and leaned back again, her eyes closing, breathing in deeply.
☆ Almost there... you're doing great, Master. Just a little more... ☆
Nari's voice kept going, lovingly encouraging, step by step, layer by layer like some calm meditation teacher who drank too much honey tea.
"Please... shut up..." Dila muttered softly, her eyes still closed, one brow twitching.
☆ Eh— ☆ Nari squeaked, then broke into a tiny snort-laugh ☆ Ah—hehe... sorry! ☆