And Gio had no thoughts whatsoever.
“The Mangdung Fruit dried too much again.”
“Kkung.”
“This is all because we have too many suns.”
How could there possibly be three suns beneath a single sky?
“This cannot continue.”
He was wailing before the Mangdung Fruit, which had acquired an appearance resembling gold.
“We are too warm.”
Giovanni, who possessed the Sun’s Divinity. The teddy bear containing the former Sun God. And Honey, the light-attribute evolved waterfowl who had received an abundance of love from both.
With three suns large and small living in the cabin, its fruit dried in an instant.
“I must replace this Divinity immediately.”
“Kkung, kkung, kkung…!!”
“Kkuu…!!”
Leaving the waterfowl and teddy bear to restrain the pig who became angry when deprived of delicious food, Dana sprawled peacefully and washed her face like a cat. The warmth filling the sun-drenched house made it no different from heaven for her.
Gio collapsed face-first in the yard.
“Grandmother, I apologize. This potato has become a fool incapable of properly drying even a single fruit.”
“Kkuu.”
“I am a talking potato. Talking is the only thing I can do. I believe that is my identity.”
“Kku…?”
The former Sun God was confused, unable to understand why his son, the Sun, referred to himself as a potato. His identity was closer to the Sun than to a potato, and closer still to the Source.