Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 6005 (Six Thousand and Five) Resentment
"I can't see it clearly either." The brown-handed man said, "But even if I could see it clearly, I probably wouldn't be able to tell where it is by the appearance of the tree at the moment."

The Gray Hand Man said, "I don't even want to ask him the question I was planning to ask him just now."

"Him?" The brown-handed man asked, "Do you think that even if we ask him, it won't make much sense?"

“That’s a little bit of my idea,” the Gray Hand said. “Of course, I have other ideas, too.”

"What?" the Brown-Handed Man asked, "Do you want to keep talking to me like this?"

"You think much the same as I do," said the Gray Hand Man.

The brown-handed man said again: "Don't you want to continue to do the task that someone gave us?"

"It's not that I don't want to think about it at all. How should I put it? At least I'm not as active as before." said the man with gray hands.

"You really are not worried about who heard what you said." The brown-handed man said, "I mean at this moment."

"Yes, I'm really not worried." The Gray Hand Man said, "After all, when I recall some of the things that happened in the past, I feel neither resigned nor angry."

"So you feel uncomfortable because you are completing the task assigned to you by the person who makes you angry?" said the brown-handed man.

"You said it." said the man with gray hands.

The brown-handed man said, "Really? I didn't even guess carefully."

The Gray Hand said, "Why do you need to guess?"

"You say that because I guessed it right," said the Brown Hand. "What if I didn't?"

"No need to ask 'what if'?" said the Gray Hand Man. "You have already guessed it now."

"So, what you said about me not needing to guess carefully is based on the fact that I have already guessed it?" said the man with brown hands.

"That's not it." The Gray Hand Man said, "Even if you haven't guessed it yet, you don't have to guess it carefully. In fact, I just asked casually. I didn't really think too much about it just now."

"Then you can think more about it now." The brown-handed man said. "What do you want me to think about now?" the gray-handed man asked.

"Anything is fine, as long as you want it." said the brown-handed man.

"Am I daydreaming?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"That's fine." The brown-handed man said, "In a situation like this, fanciful thinking might really bring people some happiness, but..."

"What?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"It's just that it's not as much fun as you and I continuing to chat." The brown-handed man said, "Of course, if your wild imagination brings you more happiness than continuing to chat with me, I still think your wild imagination is better."

"Why do we have to consider how much happiness it brings me?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"What else? Is this just your fantasy or you can continue talking to me?" said the man with brown hands.

“Having a wild idea isn’t a good thing, is it?” the man with gray hands said with a smile.

"You think that what you said about whimsy is not a good word? Well, that's normal." The brown-handed man said, "But I think the whimsy I just mentioned is a good word."

"In this kind of environment during this period of time?" asked the Gray Hand Man with a smile.

"Yes, at least it's a good thing to say during this period of time and in this environment," said the man with brown hands.

"Why?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"What you just said was that you had a wild idea, right? You were the one who said it first, right?" asked the brown-handed man.

"I said it first. But what does that prove?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

(End of this chapter)