[Forest Butterfly Flower Tea] [Rank: –]

Tea made by drying flowers that grew from the corpses of forest butterflies that live in the veins of destiny. It has a light blue color and a soft creamy scent. It is processed directly by Geo, the owner of the forest, so even the human body can accept it. The moment you drink it, your blood vessels will regenerate, making it excellent for major injuries, and it will reconstruct cells to always be immune to minor diseases.

[Duration: 6 months]

“… … .”

Yoo Seong-woon, who had finished his feelings, pursed his lips and swept his face.

“… Geo, you punk… .”

What on earth did you give me?

“This isn’t a tea that can be traded for 10 bungeoppang.”

I’ve always thought about it, but ‘Geo’s Portrait’ was an absurd existence.

‘I still don’t know its true identity.’

It could be a monster, an item, or, as Bisabal and Yoo Seong-woon speculated, a child of the origin.

‘But he has a human form… and he knows a lot about humans and society.’

Whatever his identity, it was close to a miracle that he personally bowed to the rules of such humans.

There will probably never be another being like this in the world. At least not in this small dimension called Earth.

‘The guild leader of Bisabal, who is known for his good taste, must have spent that much money for nothing.’

And what that ‘Portrait of Geo’ asked for… .

“Is this good enough?”

It was seeds.

Crop seeds.

“I just collected everything I could.”

Yoo Seong-woon smiled awkwardly and showed me the seed bags in his arms.

He collected them as best he could in a few hours the next morning after receiving the tea leaves. Tomatoes, corn, potatoes, sweet potatoes, lettuce, cabbage, cucumbers, peas, pumpkins, peppers, carrots, radishes, watermelons, eggplants, and more… .

“I wanted to get you some better seeds, but there aren’t many stores that sell those kinds of seeds around here. I barely managed to get them from a shabby store tucked away in an alley, so I don’t know if you’ll like them.”

“Of course I like them. Judging from the amount you brought, I can see how much you did in a short period of time. You look almost apologetic for bringing so much.”

“It’s not balanced to give you just seeds after receiving such precious tea…”

Yoo Seong-woon said, handing over the seed bag through the frame.

“Even if the seeds weren’t cheap, the tea you gave me was too much.”

“… … .”

Geo asked, checking the seeds.

“Aren’t the seeds really cheap?”

“Huh? Oh, right. Usually, the bag of seeds you’re holding costs as much as a decent meal out… I don’t think they’re that cheap on average.”

“… … .”

“… Did you ask me because you thought the seeds would be cheap?”

“Yes.”

The portrait still had a blunt and emotionless face, but looking into those black eyes, I could feel that Geo was sorry. He was indeed a kind-hearted guy, just like Bisabal had said.

Geo blinked twice, wondering what he was thinking or if it was just a meaningless habit.

“Excuse me. I didn’t think it would cost that much.”

“I don’t know what you’re apologizing for. I told you it can’t be compared to the tea you gave me.”

I could tell that Geo’s simple and pure kindness toward humans was quite destructive. Yoo Seong-woon smiled awkwardly and waved his hand.

“The fact that you made it yourself is invaluable, but with all the effects attached… To be honest, it was such a precious gift that I wondered if I could drink it.”

Even at first glance, the tea Geo gave him was valuable. Didn’t the possessed portrait say that it was a tea he had made himself?

‘Whether Geo’s true identity was a humanoid monster or a child of the Origin, the fact that it was rare didn’t change.’

But it even had the effect of bringing back the dead… .

“… I’m really grateful for your kindness. However… .”

Yoo ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) Seong-woon, who had been thinking for a moment, continued.

“… I’m a little worried. I’m going to enjoy the tea you gave me while I’m enjoying it, but don’t give such a precious gift to others.”

“… … .”

“Most humans don’t know how to accept kindness as is. They’re not as generous as you think.”

First of all, the probability of accepting kindness as fear was the highest. Unless you were extremely greedy or indifferent, it was difficult to simply be grateful for such an excessive gift.

‘Someone would definitely take it as a threat and get angry or panic. Even if a greedy person receives such a gift, there will be a problem.’

He thought it was a pity, but to Yoo Seong-woon, it seemed that Geo’s tea was more for him to enjoy while drinking it than to treat his aches and pains.

Yoo Seong-woon, who was familiar with the rules of the origin, had no intention of selling the tea or using it for other purposes to offend Geo.

“It would be unpleasant if the tea leaves you gave him were to be auctioned without your knowledge, right?”

“An auction? I never thought you would attach so much meaning to such a trivial tea.”

He acted as if he was saying, ‘Humans act incomprehensibly, attaching value to meaningless things.’

“I guess that’s what it looks like.”

Yoo Seong-woon laughed awkwardly.

‘… He claims to be human, but this is such a blatant misunderstanding.’

However, for Geo, who doesn’t know how to think deeply, it was an inevitable decision.

His system was clearly at the level of a fatigue recovery agent, and Geo had no reason to doubt that. It was only worth about the value of a vitamin, so Yoo Seong-un’s words could only feel like a big deal.

“… … .”

“… … .”

Yoo Seong-un couldn’t help but think, ‘There really is something different from human common sense,’ at Geo’s indifferent response. To most monsters, gold nuggets are no different from rocks.

“Well, that’s why…”

Yoo Seong-un continued.

“You may have given it to me only because you saw its value as tea, but that’s not the case for ordinary humans. It would be better to refrain from giving gifts that would make greedy people’s eyes turn.”

Surely Geo, the owner, would know what the ‘Forest Butterfly Flower Tea’ has. Since he said in the first place that he ‘made it as tea because it smells good,’ he really had no interest in any other uses besides tea.

That kind of indifference was clearly the same as any other beings of the original.

‘Monsters are like that, and so are the children of the Origin, and they are often ignorant of human greed. Even if Geo knows human physiology well, showing such carefreeness that is clearly out of the ordinary… is definitely inexcusable.’

A stone that is nothing special to monsters is a great resource to humans.

The beings born from the veins of the Origin did not understand that fact well. There were many times when humans would say that they were acting strangely.

“… Well, that’s right, if you say strange, I have nothing to say… .”

He just wanted to prevent any accidents that might happen.

“A gift that you give without any intention can have a huge impact on us. Isn’t it? Well, it’s a gift from a portrait.”

“… … .”

“Actually, you seem too strong to be hurt by the greed of such humans… but there are many people who are more persistent than you think. Be careful not to let your kindness be taken advantage of.”

Geo stared at Yoo Seong-un.

‘… It’s even scarier because he doesn’t say anything. It must have been less intimidating because he was in the portrait, but is it still this much? This is scary.’

There was no emotion to be found on Geo’s face in the portrait. That inanimate expression sent shivers down Yoo Seong-un’s spine.

Bisabal said, ‘Get away from that intimidation and see Geo’s true nature,’ but how could that be easy? Just as it would be difficult for an ordinary person who suddenly fell from 50km in the sky to appreciate the scenery of the sky, it wasn’t easy either.

That’s how much weight the gaze of ‘Geo’s Portrait’ gave him.

“… Was that presumptuous?”

Geo had a particularly well-established ego and was a being within the origin, so his own rules would be firm. He might have been annoyed by the babbling of a mere human he had only met for a short time.

‘But I couldn’t pretend not to know. It is our job to eliminate any possibility of trouble.’

That is what a gardener does. They travel around and take measures to ensure that the source and the earth can coexist.

Furthermore, ‘Portrait of Geo’ was a special case, so I had to make this request. Humans are beings who easily give up their identity due to greed.

“… … .”

“No.”

It was a little cold and heavy, but it was gentlemanly and calm. Fortunately, the portrait was still the same.

“Thank you for your advice.”

“… I am grateful that you took it as advice.”

“Honestly, I think the word ‘strange’ is appropriate, but the outside of the painting will be different from the world I know.”

Geo continued in a voice that was strangely polite.

“It might have been a hassle, but I appreciate you taking the time to tell me.”

“… Your speech is still the same as before… .”

Does Geo know that part makes him seem less human?

‘I think he thinks he’s a normal human, but. Is he ignoring that contradiction even though he knows it, or is he really acting like this because he doesn’t know…?’

Then Geo asked.

“But why are seeds so expensive?”

“… Huh? Oh, seeds?”

Realizing that the topic had returned, Yoo Seong-woon nodded and answered.

“Well… It lets you farm. Whether it’s tomatoes or lettuce or whatever, once you start farming, you’ll be able to take responsibility for your daily meals. Even if you don’t, if you go to the market and sell it to other people, it’ll make money, so you can buy meat or other necessities… .”

“… … .”

“Most households that want to farm would prefer wild seeds that can be found for free in places like the mountains, rather than refined seeds like this. Anyway, seeds sold at stores seem expensive in many ways.”

“I see.”

“Well, it might be hard to understand for someone like you who lives close to nature.”

“No, It’s a good thing.”

Yoo Seong-woon continued.

“Anyway, it’s very troublesome to make seeds or seedlings yourself, and the quality is poor. That’s why there are specialty stores. If you somehow made seeds through home-made crafts, it might be different, but seeds sold by professionals like this are quite expensive.”

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The portrait muttered softly.

“Farming… .”

“You asked me because you were interested in it too?”

“Yes.”

Jio nodded.

“I’ve done it a few times before.”

“Really? It was before… .”

“And since the time in the portrait overflows, I also thought that I didn’t want to keep my hands still.”

“You have many hobbies, including your paintings. You must not be bored living.”

“In order to live a happy life, you shouldn’t have time to be bored.”

“That’s true.”

I understand.

‘You must have a lot of hobbies to spend that endless time.’

Geo kept his ego clean enough to think he was human. There was no hostility or madness that a monster would have, and it was different from the excessive indifference that the children of the Origin showed.

He was overly blunt, but still maintained intelligence enough to seem human.

‘That won’t be easy.’

On the one hand, it was a pity.

‘… It must be quite burdensome to live the life of the Origin with a human mind… .’

It would be easier if he just gave up his humanity.

“…….”

But from the gardener’s perspective, that shouldn’t happen.

‘The same goes for humans.’

That delusion had to be dealt with so that it could last as long as possible.

Yoo Seong-woon shrugged and shook off all his emotions. He asked Geo with his usual innocent smile.

“So are you going to farm now?

“I think so.”

“Is there a place to farm in the portrait? That’s amazing.”

“It’s just an ordinary cabin.”

“Hmm….”

A cabin.

“It sounds so peaceful.”

“It’s actually peaceful. The weather is always mild, the ground is damp, and there’s a quiet and comfortable forest with a clear stream flowing.”

“…That really is….”

It was exactly like the story of the origin.

“…It’s a place I want to visit.”

“I’ll invite you sometime.”

“It’s not possible right now, right?”

“The house is dirty, so it’s not possible right now.”

“I guess so.”

Given Geo’s personality, the fact that he said “the house is dirty” was likely a lie, but in any case, he couldn’t go in even though the landlord didn’t allow him. Yoo Seong-woon naturally had that much shame.

“Then have fun farming.”

“Can I see you again tomorrow?”

“Ah, that… is it because of the gratitude?”

“I received this much, so I should return the favor.”

“It’s nothing.”

“Besides, Mr. Yoo Seong-woon gave me good advice.”

“…Is that so?”

If I refuse any longer, he’ll get angry.

‘The existence of the source has its own rules.’

The monsters in the dungeons created by the influence of the source had consistent habits and behaviors, and there were separate methods for interaction and attack. In the case of the ‘children’ who were closer to the source, the rules were stronger if they were stronger, not weaker.

‘This guy is already considered the child of the source. He must have high self-esteem about his own rules, and even if he didn’t, it would be physiologically impossible for him to break them… so I can’t refuse on my part.’

The source is nature itself. Just as a mere human cannot prevent a disaster, humans had to learn humility and adapt to others in order to coexist with nature.

“Um….”

Yoo Seong-woon smiled awkwardly.

“Please give me something that isn’t that great.”

“The tea leaves weren’t that great either.”

“I guess so…?”

As a child of the source, it would be difficult to judge something valuable to a human. Yoo Seong-woon hesitated for a moment and finally spoke.

“…Something delicious?”

“You asked me to cook?”

“Just the snacks you gave to the employees you met before would be fine. You said you gave them things like chocolate, cookies, and jelly.”

“Yes, that’s right. They were all kind people, so I gave them gifts.”

“Really?”

Judging from his words, it seemed that Geo definitely gave gifts to ‘good people.’

He must have judged all acts, such as being polite, making conversation easier, and giving gifts to himself, as ‘good.’

“I think a snack like that would be fine.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

“Oh, and here’s the thing.”

Yoo Seong-woon relayed what he had heard from the Bisabal Guildmaster.

“He said it was okay to come out.”

“…….”

“You used to come out of the portrait often. Since the employees were scared, you usually woke up at dawn. Up until now, I was the only one you could talk to.”

“There was no need to go outside.”

“But it might be stuffy, so the Bisabal Guildmaster said you could come out and look around the company building if you wanted. Here, your access card.”

“I’ve never worked at the Collector’s Guild. I don’t know anyone except Yoo Seong-woon, so is it okay for an outsider like me to come out and walk around?”

“It might be difficult for important places, but I made it so that you can go to the areas where regular employees go. If you come out later and run into other employees, you can show that card and it’ll be somewhat covered up.”

Even that would only be a vague excuse.

‘The soul level is so high.’

Still, it was easier to have it than not. The guild members of the collectors are quick-witted, so they’ll be careful.

The portrait looked at the white necklace card that Yoo Seong-un handed it to him.

“Well, it seems like you have a way to get around here and there even without it. But it would be better for you to be officially permitted to enter, right?”

“…….”

“If possible, I wish you could come out during a time when there are no people, like now… but you can come out during the day as long as you’re okay with it.”

“That’s a sufficient answer.”

“Uh… and don’t hurt anyone else.”

“What should I do if I get attacked first?”

“There’s nothing I can do about that.”

If a stupid human were to step on the tail of an angry tiger and get eaten, it would be a natural death.

“I’m not on anyone’s side.”

The meteor cloud was helping the origin and humans coexist as much as possible, and was not unconditionally on the side of humans. The gardener had to always remain neutral.

“You attack too.”

“I can’t do that, so I’ll try to run away.”

“Thank you for that.”

So, this was a sign of trust that humans could show.

As always, he just hoped that the ‘Portrait of Geo’ with its 1:1 rule would repay him properly.

A month later.

Ghost stories began to circulate in the collection.

“It was a black cloak.”

There were no deaths.

Bisabal’s gamble was successful.