Jerome (Part 6): Asleep

"Uhm…"

Jerome froze in place, hearing a small whine escape from the little girl's mouth. He was worried the little girl might wake up and breathed a sigh of relief when he realized the girl was still asleep. Worried that he might wake the girl up, Jerome pulled his hand away.

"Uhm…" the girl sighed once again and shifted uncomfortably as if the grass that became her pillow couldn't give her a comforting feeling.

Jerome felt sorry for her and wanted to give her a cozy pillow so the girl could sleep well. Born as a hybrid, Jerome possessed magic, and he had mastered various easy spells.

'Making a pillow out of nothing is as easy as turning my palm.' Jerome raised a hand and was about to use his magic when a brilliant idea occurred to him.

'Rather than using a foreign object, how about I become one?'