#noah asmr

Clamor: I can’t see even the moon that well tonight... It’s really dark and quiet... I haven’t seen a night like this for a long time.

Noah: You’re right... I remember how my brother and I used to sleep in the same bed together on moonless nights like this.

Clamor: Sounds very peaceful. I, on the other hand, probably dozed off while trying to finish up my work...

Noah: Until this late? Was it your homework? You should’ve finished it when the sun was up instead of getting lazy.

Clamor: Getting lazy? Please! Do you know how busy my life used to be? I had to take classes during the day and do research during the night! Just when I thought I got my own work out of the way to relax, all the new students’ projects came rushing in! I’d end up sleeping in the morning by the time I finished grading all of them...

Noah: Why are you...grading them? Shouldn’t teachers... no, professors do that?

Clamor: That’s a great question. My professor should’ve heard that one too.

Noah: Huh?

Clamor: Nothing. Let’s stop talking about this depressing and boring topic, and change the subject to a more interesting one you might enjoy. Like... the Harmony Festival, for example?

Noah: ...Where did you hear that from? I don’t think the festival was around when you were alive.

Clamor: I heard you when you were sleep talking. Your expression got better when you mentioned it. So what is this big festival about?

Noah: It’s a festival held all over the continent. If you consider its origin, it shouldn’t be such a festive occasion, but...it still was a festival. Joyous melody filled the streets, and the sky sparkled with glittering fire. I remember sharing the festival pie with everyone. These are all great, of course, the happiest part was when I got to hang out with my brother all day because there were no classes during the festival.

Clamor: They’re still holding the Harmony Festival these days, right? Let’s go take a look when there’s another one! Let’s try the pies and look at the fireworks!

Noah: Did you not listen to me while I was talking? I was never interested in the festival itself... We don’t have the time to spend on enjoying a festival. I don’t particularly like crowded places either...

Clamor: Aw, come on! It’s a festival! Learn to enjoy it once in a while! Even if you’re not in such a hurry, time will pass by quickly when you become an adult, okay? You have to enjoy your life when you can! Promise me we’ll go to the festival together.

Noah: You don’t even have the mouth to eat the pie...

Clamor: Come to think of it, do you like reading? I thought kids your age would love playing outside more.

Noah: Yeah... I do. I got used to it since I was at home all day. When I was too young to read books, my brother would read them to me. I think that’s when I started liking reading.

Clamor: Sounds to me you simply liked your brother reading to you more than the books themselves.

Noah: Maybe... There’s no one who can read to me anymore...

Clamor: Um... Hey, do you want me to read to you?

Noah: Huh? No... There’s no need for you to...

Clamor: It’s okay, I’m just curious what the book’s about too. Let me take a look.

Noah: Okay.

Clamor: Hmm... Both pages are pictures... Turn to the next page, please. Okay... Hey, I can’t see very well. Hold it up higher!

Noah: Hmm...

Clamor: Move your fingers out of the way! Darn... My shadow is getting in the way and I can’t see the words very well. Can you try holding the book at an angle?

Noah: Okay this is more work than me reading alone.

Clamor: Great... Reading a book is so much more work now that I’m stuck in this form.

Clamor: Oh, it’s been a while since I last saw this flower.

Noah: What is it?

Clamor: What was the name again...? I don’t remember, but I’ve seen it growing near Seven Tower. I don’t think it was something the gardeners planted... The flower seeds were carried by the wind and propagated, probably. I remember it being really pretty and nice to look at. It has a unique fragrance when it blooms, so whenever it did, I knew the season was about to change.

Noah: I see.

Clamor: I feel like the flower blossom got smaller than what I remember. The color's different too.

Noah: Well, it has been a thousand years. How’s the smell? You said it has a unique fragrance.

Clamor: Kid... You really don’t care about me, do you? Do you think I have a nose?

Noah: Oh, right...

Clamor: You don’t care... You’ve been distracted by something all this time, and haven’t been replying to me properly. Yeah! You don’t even care about someone right next to you who’s from a thousand years ago, so why would you care about a flower?

Noah: No, that’s not it...

Clamor: You don’t care about a talking weapon, let alone a flower... ‘Course you don’t.

Noah: Umm... I’ll try smelling it.

Clamor: Huh? Oh, will you? I guess even if I don’t have a nose, we have you. What does it smell like?

Noah: Uh... It smells like grass...but like fresh grass? It is a bit weird.

Clamor: Ugh, forget it. But it must be the same flower if it does smell weird, though it looks a little different now.

Noah: That’s kind of like you.

Clamor: What are you talking about? I’m going to return to my original form, okay?

Clamor: It’s nice that you’re having a decent meal. It’s been a while. Oh, don’t forget to eat that peach over there too. Don’t be a picky eater, okay? You have to eat a balanced meal.

Noah: You’re lecturing again...

Clamor: I’m doing it for your sake, okay? You’ll grow taller and stronger by having a balanced diet. Eating healthy needs to be adapted as a habit, you know?

Noah: You say that, but what about you? You weren’t a picky eater?

Clamor: Of course not. I didn’t skip my meals or eat poorly, unlike someone. That’s how I got tall, too!

Noah: Fine, fine. But...peaches really do taste weird. Whenever I eat one, my mouth and throat feels itchy... I have to drink water all day.

Clamor: What? How come eating peaches make your mouth and throat itchy?

Noah: Now that I think about it, my brother used to say the same thing...that I have to consider the effort that went into preparing the food, so I have to eat them without being choosy... Though he was talking about carrots back then. I even promised him that I will eat everything next time. I forgot about that. I haven’t had a nice meal like this in a while...so I suppose I can try to eat everything without leaving anything behind, like how I promised my brother.