Tending log 2) A person appears who seems to be unaware of anyone.

 Today, too, Assemblyman Kim is leisurely passing by without a single guest. Today, in celebration of Sun's Day, Moe sprinkled salt mixed with sunflower oil all over the assembly and swept the salt away with a broom. It's always a tedious process to think about, but fortunately, it becomes less tedious when you think about it as cultivating yourself and showing your sincerity. After finishing sweeping, he went into his office and sat down on his chair. At that moment, a loud noise came from the empty office where he kept his Familiars. 

"Who's fighting?"

Moe got up from her chair and walked towards the office. But at that moment, she heard the voices of her soul familiars, the owl Owl and the cheese tabby cat Meongi, in her ears. 

"Hey, don't go in there. We're scared too, so we can't go in."

"What's going on?"

"If I tell you not to go in, don't go in. To your eyes, it will look like a condensed mass of black energy, but to us, they are just a bunch of disgusting pink lumps."

At Aul's words, Moe opened the office door wide. 

"Eh?"

It was real. The black masses (which were actually supposed to be spirits) gathered in the corner of the Familiar office felt their spirits moving towards Moe as soon as the door was opened. 

"Hey, are these guys moving? Are they alive and not just a bunch of spirit energy?"

"I guess so. I just left it alone, but today you're throwing salt and making a fuss, so I'm moving."

The tiger familiar, Mongmongi, who was safely inside the duck doll in a corner of the office, spoke. If we put together what they said, it seems that Moe had been too lazy to clean up all this time, so she cleaned it all at once, even sprinkling salt on it, and the familiars lived without realizing the seriousness of those lumps.

"That lump you're talking about keeps moving. Could it be actoplasm?"

The cat Meongi continued speaking.

"Anyway, that thing is pink and gross... It looks like a brain."

Moe hurried into the reading room at the mention of Actoplasm. Then she skimmed through the notebooks donated by the priests of the parish who were performing exorcisms. As she was reading through one notebook, Moe’s eyes stopped on a page.

"A colored actoplasm that's not green... Huh? It's a familiar?!"

"Hey, who the hell are you!"

The tiger puppy, still inside the duck doll, screamed. 

"Is that you, Puppy?"

"yes"

The puppy seemed embarrassed and had no intention of leaving the duck doll. Now, the puppy started making excuses.

"No.. I saw something weird... Something a little weird... Uh.... I was curious.. I tried it out of curiosity to understand why humans like seeing this kind of thing."

The duck doll got wet. The puppy started to cry. How wronged he must have been! How scared he must have been! 

"No, I'm throwing up... I'm throwing up... I shouldn't be throwing up... Vomiting... Vomiting... Ugh, ugh, ugh."

Yes. When familiars are protecting someone or are in bad health, the first sign is vomiting. That vomiting is actoplasm, and it is also the familiars' spirit energy being reduced. Mongmongi was worried that his life was being reduced. Does that mean that actoplasm is being released like this? Moe became curious about their body structure. She started reading the notes the priest gave her again.

"About the health of the summons... No, wait a minute."

"Oh yeah, that's right"

"Were you a female tiger?"

"That's right"

"Just wait a minute, I'll press your PMS. By the way, it was a female tiger... She's more clever."

"Don't order me around!"

Moe went into the pharmacy with her middle finger raised. She mixed finely ground basil powder with extra virgin olive oil and black salt. She lit a silver candle, prayed, and dropped some candle wax there. After confirming that the candle wax was solidifying well in the oil, Moe went back into the office to feed the potion she had just made to Mongmongi. 

"Here, drink it up, honey-drip."

Then, he repeatedly dipped the oil into the beak of the duck doll that the tiger was in and then took it out. The tiger seemed to have found some peace of mind and drank it and then came out of the doll. 

"So what are we going to do with those black lumps?"

Owl Owl said something. So... how do you handle that? 

"You guys don't plan on living with that thing."

"Are you crazy?"

At this point, Meongi the cat intervened. Meongi was extremely annoyed. Familiars who don't like to work! 

"Everyone get out of the way, it's too noisy so I'll just handle it."

Meongi led Moe and the other familiars to the room where the sabbat was being held. There, he stood in the center of the pentacle and asked Moe to light the candles at each corner. After Meongi prayed, he ordered Moe to take a ladle of water and place it in front of him. His voice was quite angry. Moe brought the ladle with water and the ritual continued.

"Done! Moe! Now just throw that bucket of water on the place where the disgusting lump is."

As Meong-i said, he sprayed water there and visualized the black mass of spirit energy disappearing along with the smoke. It seemed like it was over. Meong-i shouted, “Everyone disperse!” and ran back to his seat on the windowsill. 

Moe was finally able to have a proper rest. First, she wrote about the strange and funny things that happened today on her blog, lit a candle for the tiger dog, and drew a card. Fortunately, she was lucky. The sun's day was passing by in such a strange and lovely way.