The Ability to Shift Anything is Convenient, Even in Another World!

Reika heard a familiar voice beside her. Turning toward the source, she found Veylir perched on her bed.

"You decided to show up now, huh?"

Veylir landed lightly, curling up as if preparing to sleep. Reika blinked, baffled by the dragon’s actions.

"What… are you doing?"

"Um… resting?"

"Resting? Don't joke around, souls don’t need rest—"

"Argh, I know that! But I want to. J-Just don’t judge me and mind your own business," Veylir huffed before shutting her eyes.

Reika watched as the dragon’s breathing slowed, already asleep. She let out a small sigh and lay down as well.

"What a sassy dragon…" she muttered.

As sleep began to take her sleep, she glanced one last time at Soru, who was fast asleep in his bed.

Her vision blurred, and darkness slowly overtook her senses. Without realizing it, she drifted into sleep.

...

"Soru, I'm heading out to buy groceries. Would you please stay here and watch over the house?"

A young Soru stood near the entrance, his small frame still as he looked up at the woman speaking to him. She wore casual clothes, a basket resting on her shoulder.

Noticing that he hadn’t closed the door yet, she smiled and walked over, gently patting his head.

"Don't worry, I'll be back soon."

Soru didn’t respond. He simply stood there in silence as her hand rested on his head.

After a few seconds, she pulled away and made her way toward the gate. Soru watched her go before quietly stepping back inside and closing the door.

...

It was already morning when Soru opened his eyes. His gaze shifted as he took in the unfamiliar room—one that Alguis had prepared for them the day before.

"A dream..."

He stood up and walked toward the door, but just as he was about to step outside, the sound of voices reached him from beyond the large house.

Opening the door, he saw the villagers gathered in the center of the settlement, dressed in farming attire. Alguis and Reika stood among them, waiting as others finished their preparations.

"Oh, there you are, Soru!" Reika called out upon spotting him.

Soru made his way through the crowd and stopped beside her.

"Where are you all headed?"

"We're starting the plantation today," she explained. "That's why we're waiting for everyone to get ready."

Alguis, noticing their conversation, approached them. His expression was more serious than usual, catching Reika’s attention.

"Is something wrong, Mister Alguis?" she asked.

"Do we really need this many people? With the number of seeds we have, only a handful would be enough to plant them."

Reika looked around for a moment and nodded in agreement. "You're right. I’ll choose a smaller group—"

"How many more seeds would you need?" Soru interrupted.

Reika paused, thinking for a moment. "If we count everyone helping, we’d probably need two more pouches of each type."

"Give me three of those pouches."

Reika hesitated, confused by his request, but handed them over nonetheless.

"Sir Alguis, Reika, open your palms wide."

Though puzzled by Soru’s strange request, the two did as he asked. Their confusion quickly turned to shock at what happened next.

In an instant, the three pouches in Soru’s hands vanished. Before they could react, four pouches filled with seeds appeared in Reika’s palms, while five materialized in Alguis’s hands—right after the ones Soru had been holding disappeared.

"This...!"

"Is that enough?" Soru asked calmly.

"Y-Yes, this is more than enough!" Reika stammered, still stunned.

"W-We need more people now. I'll inform Silas!" Alguis said before hurrying off to find him.

Reika turned to Soru. "Was that your ability at work?"

Soru gave a small nod as a response.

"Your power never ceases to amaze me..." she murmured, still trying to process what she had just seen.

Moments later, Alguis returned with an update.

"Reika, Silas has decided that those who are ready will depart with us immediately. The others will follow later, accompanied by him. I’ve already told him the location so they’ll know where to go."

Reika nodded and began preparing the farming tools she had brought.

"Soru, you haven’t eaten breakfast yet, right? Make sure to eat your fill, then follow along with Mister Silas afterward."

Soru said nothing, simply nodding in response. Reika turned away and joined the villagers alongside Alguis. Without delay, they set off.

Left alone, Soru approached the table where his breakfast had been prepared and quietly ate. As he was finishing, Silas walked over.

"I thought so—you’re still here, Mister Soru. Once you’re done, we’ll leave with the others."

Beside Silas stood three young women and two men, all villagers who would be helping with the planting. They appeared to be around Soru’s age.

After finishing his meal, Soru stood, placed his plate back on the table, and left with Silas and the others, making their way to the area where Alguis had instructed them to go.

As they made their way forward, Silas had a conversation with Soru, while others followed behind.

"May I ask you a question, Mister Soru?"

"What is it?"

"Back when the Wildfire Dragon attacked our village, I was baffled by its demise. I wondered who had the strength to bring down such a powerful creature..."

"That’s why I asked Miss Reika. I thought she might have been the one, since she has abilities and was with us at the time. But she denied it and told me it was you who slew the dragon."

Silas stepped in front of him and bowed. The others followed, lowering their heads in gratitude.

"We thank you for saving us. Without your help, we would have perished along with the history of Signas Village."

Soru halted, standing still for a moment. Then, after a brief pause, he bowed his head in response.

"You're welcome."

They lifted their heads, smiles spreading across their faces. With lighter steps, they continued their journey.

One of the young men walked up to Soru, his expression bright.

"You're amazing, Mister Soru! I was mesmerized by your strength!"

"Indeed! And it wasn’t just any dragon, but a renowned one!" a young woman added. "How did you do it, Mister Soru?"

"I simply used the sun to burn it to death."

"The… sun?!" The five of them exclaimed in unison.

"B-But still, that’s incredible. That means your strength is close to or even comparable to the dragon itself!"

"Now that Mister Soru is living in our village, we won’t have to worry about our safety anymore!"

"In the watchful eyes of the 'Dragon Slayer,' no enemy shall pass!" one of the young men declared.

"That's lame!"

The five of them chuckled together while Soru listened in silence. Silas, leading the group, smiled as he overheard their lighthearted conversation.

After several minutes, they finally arrived at their destination.

There, they saw several soil beds, though they hadn’t expected to find their fellow villagers already tending to them. Some were constructing a canal, guiding water from the river into a shallow well reinforced with wooden planks. Nearby, Reika and Alguis were working alongside Aeden and Völun.

"There they are," Silas said upon spotting them.

Without hesitation, he and the others joined in to help. Soru, meanwhile, walked over to Reika. As he approached, he noticed her carefully placing a whitish-brown substance into small holes in the tilled soil.

"That is..."

Reika glanced at him but continued her work as she explained.

"This is bone meal—a fertilizer made by grinding dried animal bones into a fine powder."

Soru silently observed as she placed the bone meal into each hole with practiced precision.

"Miss Reika, is this amount of bone meal enough?" Aeden asked.

Soru turned to Aeden and saw her holding a large bowl filled with bone meal.

"Uhm... We need the same amount for each of these soil beds," Reika replied.

Aeden glanced around, counting the soil beds that had been dug according to Reika's instructions. There were a total of ten.

"Excluding the one soil bed Miss Reika is working on... Völun! We need eight more of these!"

An exhausted Völun groaned at Aeden’s words.

"Eight?! Just gathering enough for one large bowl was hard enough, and now we need eight more?"

"Enough with the complaints. Go crush the remaining bones and put them in that clay pot—I’ll cook them later!"

"Fine, fine! Sheesh..." Völun grumbled as he got back to work.

Meanwhile, Alguis was busy uprooting the last few tree stumps from the trees they had cut down earlier to clear space for the plantation.

Noticing that he was working alone, Soru approached him. Alguis paused and looked up.

"Mister Soru, what brings you here?"

Soru glanced around, taking in the scene.

"Why are you doing this alone?"

"Ah, well, there aren’t too many left, so I figured I could handle it myself."

"Is that so... Then I suppose you don’t need my help."

Hearing that, Alguis realized Soru was offering assistance. Instead of turning him away, he decided to give him a task.

"Actually, there are eight stumps left. If you really want to help, you can take care of four and bring them over here."

"Got it."

As Alguis bent down to start on a stump, a series of heavy thuds echoed behind him. He turned, only to find that four stumps had already been uprooted.

"Already?!"

Soru stood there, expression unchanged. "Is this enough?"

Alguis stared at the perfectly removed stumps, then back at Soru.

"Yes... Thanks for your help."

Without another word, Soru gave a small bow and walked away. Alguis blinked in confusion, watching him go.

"I thought he was going to help me with the rest..."

With a scoff, he shook his head.

"Nah... He’s already done his part. Asking for more would be too much."

As he walked back, he observed the villagers working with such vigor. They dug holes in the soil beds, placed bone meal inside, then carefully planted the seeds. Others followed behind, covering the holes with soil before repeating the process on the next bed.

With their combined efforts, they finished everything in just three hours. Cheers erupted as they celebrated their accomplishment.

"Here are the refreshments!" one of the village women called out, grabbing the attention of the exhausted workers.

"Finally!"

Everyone hurried toward the shed, eager to grab a drink. Reika, Aeden, Völun, and Alguis followed suit.

Soru was about to join them when a familiar voice called out from behind.

When Soru turned toward the voice, he spotted Veylir hiding behind a tree. The dragon seemed eager to talk to him but kept herself out of sight from the villagers.

"M-Master Soru, please come here for a second!" she whispered urgently.

Without a word, Soru walked over. As he approached, Veylir shifted deeper into the shadows, ensuring no one else could see her.

"What do you want?"

"I'm sorry to bother you, but I need to ask you a favor..."

Before she could say more, Soru simply turned around and walked away.

"Wait a minute, Master Soru!"

"I'm not interested. Ask someone else," he replied flatly, continuing on without looking back.

"Please, Master Soru! I can’t ask anyone else—only you..."

Realizing that Soru had no intention of listening, Veylir desperately tried to persuade him further.

“B-Besides, it’s for the sake of Master Reika!”

Hearing the dragon's words, Soru halted. He turned back and returned to the tree where Veylir was hiding. Seeing that she had managed to get his attention, she secretly celebrated in her mind.

“Why me? Why not ask someone else?” Soru asked Veylir.

“The thing is... Only Master Reika and you, Master Soru, are the humans here that I feel closest to. I would’ve asked her, but she’s busy right now…”

Soru remained silent, weighing whether or not to accept her request.

“Is that really the reason you’re so desperate for my help?”

“Urk…!”

Veylir stiffened. The two stared at each other for a long moment. Eventually, unable to withstand Soru’s gaze any longer, Veylir let out a defeated sigh and gave up.

"Alright, I give up! I’ll tell you the real reason…"

Veylir lowered her head, her tone growing more subdued.

"After my physical death, I’ve been in a severely weakened state. Right now, I can only use Special-class abilities at best. My soul power is so weak that I can barely absorb aeon from the atmosphere at a reasonable pace.

"A healthy soul can gather aeon much faster, but with my condition, the accumulation rate is slower than that of a snail. My aeon reserves are at their lowest, and at this rate, it’ll take me hundreds of years to gather enough to return to my former strength."

She hesitated for a moment before continuing, her voice quieter.

"I… I don’t even know if I can still call myself a Calamity Dragon now that I’m too weak to be considered one…"

Soru listened without a word as Veylir finally got to her point.

"That’s why I need your help retrieving something that could restore my soul power and possibly return my strength—the Luminite."

"Luminite is a rare mineral that can heal and replenish one’s soul power. I remember there’s one in the cave I currently reside in, on the opposite side of Fiur Mountain," she explained.

Soru remained silent, waiting for her to continue.

"And what does that have to do with Reika and the others?"

"O-Of course! Once I regain my strength, I’ll be Master Reika’s greatest asset! With me at her side, I can help her in future battles!"

Veylir trailed off when she noticed Soru’s expression hadn’t changed in the slightest. He simply stared at her with a blank face.

Gah! Am I talking to a rock or something?!

"Ahem!" She straightened up, trying to regain composure. "I-I’ve told you my reason for needing your assistance, Master Soru. I hope that’s enough to convince… you…"

Before she could finish, Soru turned around and started walking away without a word.

Veylir sighed and lowered her head.

"It seems my persuasion wasn’t enough to convince him…" she murmured.

"When will we be heading out?"