A farming master in Stardew Valley

Chapter 143 Abnormal or Mental Illness
Continuing to bait and dig the hook, Leon listened to the sound of raindrops hitting the water and the rocky embankment at his feet, and admired Haley's pensive face. Suddenly, he felt that this feeling was quite wonderful.

After all, most of the fishermen outside only have one fishing rod, one umbrella and one pack of cigarettes, while I was fishing here with a beautiful girl by my side, and it was raining. In terms of artistic conception and treatment, I crushed most of the fishermen.

"So, you know magic?"

Leon, who was waiting for the fish to take the bait, heard Haley speak after being silent for a long time.

"Hmm." Leon didn't answer directly, just to tease Haley. He quite liked seeing Haley jumping up and down in anger.

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Sure enough, Haley was confused by Leon's reaction. She originally thought that when she asked this question, Leon would either show off his uniqueness to her, or just lie to her like before. Who would have thought that Leon would use such an ambiguous response, leaving her at a loss as to how to deal with it.

"So, I met a magician that only appears in fairy tales?"

Leon didn't say anything, and Haley was curious, so she chose to take the first step.

"No, I'm not a magician." Leon chose to answer directly this time.

"But you said that ability to disappear out of thin air was magic," Hailey complained. "You're not trying to trick me, are you?"

"That's not the case, but it is indeed a kind of magic. However, I am not a magician," Leon explained.

"You can think of it as an innate ability that leans towards magic, but I haven't learned any magic myself." Leon lied again. After all, he could show his ability to store and retrieve items at will, but he would never expose the system.

"Are there many people like you?" Haley asked, seemingly understanding.

"A lot, otherwise where do you think explorers come from?" Lyon lied to Haley. In fact, the only serious explorers he had seen were Marlon and Jill, and he was not quite sure what a normal explorer looked like. But Lyon believed that Haley probably had never seen a real explorer.

"So that's why they can become the ones fighting monsters." Haley nodded, obviously believing what Leon said.

Then Hailey asked curiously, "Is your ability to make things disappear?"

"To be precise, it was stored in a different space." Leon said, and gave a demonstration by taking out the smallmouth bass from his backpack, because this thing looked the cleanest and was not too big, just right to hold in the hand.

"What a convenient ability! If I had it too, I wouldn't need to carry a backpack when I go out, and I wouldn't need to carry a dozen shopping bags when I go shopping." Haley said with some envy.

"It's innate. You can't force it." Leon comforted Haley, "Although you don't have talent in this area, you are beautiful. Isn't this a special ability?" The view that appearance is justice is basically common to all Homo sapiens. Handsome men and beautiful women often have innate advantages in interpersonal communication. Isn't this a kind of superpower?
"Of course I know I'm pretty." Haley answered proudly, with a blush on her face. After all, this seemed to be the first time Leon praised her since they knew each other.

When the two first met, Haley thought Leon was prosopagnosic. Now it seems that Leon still has the ability to appreciate beauty.

Leon smiled and said nothing. He was afraid that if he couldn't help but complain, the girl would become withdrawn.

Haley stopped talking and just quietly held up her umbrella, watching the ripples created by the raindrops hitting the river surface. Although she hated rainy days because it would make her blonde hair, which she was proud of, lose its luster and become limp, she actually liked to appreciate the natural and tranquil scenery in the rain.

"Wait for me." As if she thought of something, Haley said something to Leon and left with an umbrella. About two minutes later, Haley appeared beside Leon again. In addition to the umbrella, she also had an old-fashioned camera in her hand.

"Leon, can you hold an umbrella for me? I want to take two photos." Haley, who returned to Leon, suddenly asked Leon.

"of course."

Leon naturally would not refuse such a small thing. After grabbing the fishing rod with one hand, he took Haley's small flower umbrella with the other hand and held it above Haley's head.

Because the umbrella was in Leon's hand, Haley naturally moved close to Leon. Then, after making sure that the rain would not wet her clothes and the camera in her hand, she raised the camera in front of her eyes and began to take pictures of the scenery in the rain.

The sound of clicking accompanied by the flash of the flash, Hailey's film was running out quickly, but she didn't care about the consumption of the film. Instead, she felt more and more excited as she took more photos. She even left the space sheltered by the umbrella and came under the rain. She quickly took a photo of Leon before going back under the umbrella.

Then Leon saw Haley checking whether the camera was wet. After confirming that there was no problem and there were just some water droplets on the outer casing, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"If you take a picture of me, what are you going to do with the photos?" Leon asked Haley.

"I just feel that photographing the scenery alone is too monotonous. I need you, a fisherman, to add some freshness to the composition of the photo." When it comes to photography, Haley shows very professional qualities.

"Don't you think the image of a river on a rainy day and someone fishing in the rain is quite interesting? When other people see this photo, what will they think? Will they think you, the fisherman in the photo, are busy trying to make a living and are ignoring the rain to fish? Or will they think you're some crazy angler who shows up at the river regardless of the weather? Isn't that interesting?"

"But don't you think it's strange? After all, as a fisherman wearing a raincoat, I don't need to carry an umbrella. Even if I do, I can't carry this obviously feminine-style umbrella. Wouldn't it look abrupt?" Leon complained.

"This is exactly what I need. Because of its special nature, people who appreciate photos will have endless imagination. Leon, if it were you, what kind of story would you come up with when you saw the scene presented in such a photo?" Haley asked Leon curiously.

"Me? If I see this photo, I will think that this person is a pervert or a psychopath." Leon made fun of himself without any hesitation. After all, there is no need to guess about this kind of picture. Just looking at it makes people feel crazy, even if the person in the photo is himself.

(End of this chapter)