Chapter 40: Ch 40 A Dream
A cute little girl, appearing to be around the same age as the boy whose body he now inhabited, came running from down the gentle slope of the hill.
She was waving enthusiastically at him, her movements full of childish energy, her small hand making cute, exaggerated gestures.
Her dress was a simple, light fabric, adorned with embroidered flowers.
"Huh?? What??" Klaus looked at the girl, completely confused.
The sight of a child running towards him was jarring, given his recent life of constant combat and solitary dungeon clearing. He had no context for this.
The girl, as if possessing superhuman strength or an innate mastery of the terrain, quickly climbed the grassy hill.
Strangely, Klaus did not find this scene out of place. It felt natural for her to be so agile, as if his current child’s body accepted it implicitly.
As soon as she closed some distance between them, her face beaming with pure, unadulterated joy, she launched herself forward.
then she tackled him with such unexpected force that they both went rolling for some distance down the gentle slope, a tangle of small limbs and soft fabric.
Finally, they came to a halt. Klaus was utterly powerless, pinned beneath the giggling girl. She lay atop him, her small body light but surprisingly effective at keeping him down.
The girl, meanwhile, giggled delightedly, her small hands reaching out to playfully pull at the cords of his tunic.