39.114◇ Heir of Sword, Approach (Revised)

Plath Laplatix – Gan Orgelews

The second daughter of a noble family whose ancestor is Laurite Gan Orgelews, The Light Hero.

The eldest son and daughter are already putting their skills to use at the Laurite Trading Company.

Only Plath became a soldier.

As a descendant of a hero, to run away from fighting and getting into a trading business was seen as a despicable act.

(But now, although I can’t say it in front of them – I respect them.)

This happened about a week ago.

Plath was surprised that it has only been a week since then.

That’s how dramatic the words she received were.

That’s how dramatic the days they spent together were.

Through the encounter with that person, Plath realized her own arrogance and decided to change herself.

She decided to call him party leader, or perhaps mentor.

Cross Kuronos – Nanolancelot

Since he is extremely reluctant to be called Cross-dono, Nanolancelot-sama, etc., she settled on calling him Kuro-dono, the same as before. Kuro ‘The Black Hero’, that’s who he is.

He was well-equipped but simple.

A white coat with blue lines woven with anti-magic material – ‘Blue Lantern Cloak’.

He wore a black easy-to-move-in shirt and pants – ‘Fleeting Black Robe of Haze’

He wore black shoes with white soles that supported his sturdy legs which could leave even the winds behind – ‘Sacred Shoes of The Moonlight’

(I’m sure that each one of them is sturdy and durable and that’s why they are being used so much, but they are cheap for a hero to wear.)

The royal capital, Giltias, is surrounded by five walls.

All of the walls – except the innermost one, which unfolded to encompass the royal castle – were called the Ring City Gate.

In other words, it was in a circular shape.

A circle that’s built outside a circle, that’s how Giltias looks.

Outside the castle, the section called the first perimeter is lined with noble mansions.

Outside of that, in the area called the second perimeter is a town for the aristocrats, called the nobleman’s town.

Further out in the third perimeter, many of their subjects have taken up residence.

In the fourth and final perimeter, a town for the subjects is built.

Of course, the shops in the fourth perimeter and the shops in the nobleman’s street are different, even if they are the same weapon and armor shop.

For example, in the nobleman’s street, some shops have received permission from the royal family to sell imitations of divine creation magic tools – replicas whose power and skills are inferior to those of the original.

Naturally, there are no such stores in the fourth perimeter.

This is not limited to weapons and armor. This is just a distinction rather than discrimination, but it is still a fact.

However, if a person as great as Kuro uses his so-called Heroic Privilege, he will be granted permission to pass into the noble town.

He can get better equipment there.

For the time being, only one of his weapons doesn’t need to be replaced because it is a sacred sword of the guardian of the country given by the third princess – ‘Kuroshi Musou’, but it seems that there was room for reconsideration for the armor and equipment.

(However, although I made the suggestion, I didn’t get a good response.)

On the way to the labyrinth, the three of them were walking side by side through the north gate of the fourth outer city gate.

They were going to the new house that had been completed in the afternoon, and they planned to round up the labyrinth raid before then.

When Plath asked him about his equipment and why he wouldn’t change it, he made a reluctant face.

It’s an unusual reaction for a man who is usually blunt about things.

Instead, Quinti Celestis – Claire Bedivia, the ‘White Hero’ with her golden hair that reflects the sunlight beautifully and her crimson eyes, answers her.

“Now, Kuro, has no money”

Perhaps it’s because Lord Claire Bedivia is only there to accompany Kuro, but she doesn’t try to interact with Plath much.

It’s an attitude that can be described simply as indifferent.

Furthermore, while Kuro and Plath are speaking, if they rush into a topic that she cannot participate in, she will distort her eyes and make a slight but surely moody face.

Honestly, it’s scary.

Plath, who is going to raid the labyrinth with the two heroes, has become the target of envy of the surroundings, but she is living with it.

(Such is the case with Claire Bedivia-dono.)

(As usual, she doesn’t even look at me, but perhaps because it was a topic that she could intervene in, she interrupted.)

She wanted to say something in return, but the large gap between them made it difficult.

“No, but Kuro-dono should have subdued two magical tool holders, correct? I heard that one of them was a guardian. If so, the reward is an amount that should be adequate for living out several years, right? “

“He spent it. When you spend money, it’s gone, okay? Don’t the highborn understand that?”

That was very harsh.

The fact that Kuro and Plath are together is probably too uncomfortable for her.

(However, I’ve heard that Kuro is Shiro’s lover…….)

Even at this moment, ‘White Hero’-sama seems to be an existence that cannot be measured by ethics and common sense.

(I can’t even begin to discern how I feel about it…)

“Of course, I know that money goes into circulation in the economy. What I meant to say is how that large sum of  money was spent.”

“Then you should have said so in the first place, no? Ordinary people are so sluggish.”

(That stung…)

(Especially the part about being an ordinary person…)

“No talk, no roundabout. No power. You, the attacker, face-Nyui.”

Kuro karate-chopped the head of Claire Bedivia-dono to keep her in line.

There wasn’t much force behind the attack, but Claire Bedivia-dono lost her cool.

“Hey, why, hit me? Kuro, are you mad at me? Did I do something bad?”

Instantly, at a level that could be described as a complete turnaround, her expression was filled with impatience.

Plath started panicking inwardly.

Karate-chopping a hero was too impolite.

(She is a native hero, not a visitor one.)

(The privileges she is given also exceed the visitor hero.)

(Although I heard they are friends)

The White Hero had a reputation in the military for being a capricious and unwieldy person.

‘The Hero of Dawn’ is dogmatic and arrogant.

‘The Crimson Hero’ is difficult to deal with, and even though she was a victim in the past, she had burned her followers.

‘The Hero of Divine Healing’ is curious and brilliant, but her attitude towards treatment changes depending on her interests.

‘The Hero of Haze’ is kind and gentlemanly, but he has a tendency to play with women, even though he already has a wife.

‘The Hero of Labour’ is loyal to his duties, but he is a battle-obsessed maniac.

It is said that the only decent person among the Seven Heroes was Sir Lucius Riffika – Gramlunate, the ‘The Hero of Blue’.

There is even a researcher who says that the humans called heroes, who are more than just human beings, have a human flaw in exchange for their power.

So much that sometimes the actions of heroes are beyond comprehension.

(At this very moment, it won’t be surprising if Claire Bedivia-dono, who is in a bad mood, attacks Kuro)

However, he doesn’t care about such things and starts preaching to her.

“Don’t speak ill of the person you’re partying with, even if it’s true. If you’re on a joking level, that’s fine, but you guys aren’t that close yet. Think about the fact that your words might hurt them when you speak. And if you wanted to hurt them, I’ll be pissed, you know?

“………… No. It’s not, it’s just a true statement, that’s all. Ordinary person, not a lie.”

“Hmm. I’ll tell you who I’m going out with. I’m going out with Shiro. I can’t be yours. Does that make you feel good?”

Claire Bedivia-dono looked hurt and put her hand on her chest.

“My chest, stings”

“The truth doesn’t mean it won’t hurt people. If there’s a chance of it hurting someone, you should think about it before saying it out. You should only choose to do it when you need to hurt them.”

“………… Are you preaching to me?”

“Oh? If you can’t even listen to your friends’ warnings and want special treatment, then get out of my face. I’m not going to try to be nice to you.”

Plath thought she was going to faint.

Claire Bedivia-dono is a person who can make even human beings [Disappear].

While the ability of “Black” is “Eating”.

The ability of “White” is “Voiding”.

Worsening her mood risks the possibility of you losing your existence.

The atmosphere was tense.

Plath stacked her outstretched palms together as if to cross them, praying to God.

It was worth it. A miracle happened.

Claire Bedivia-dono loosened the edges of her mouth happily.

“You’re talking to Quin, not the ‘White Hero’. Is that right, Kuro?

“Of course. If you’re not Quin, then who are you?”

She put her hand lovingly over the area where Black’s hand had touched.

“Kuro, after all, I love you. I want you, to be mine.”

“Nope”

“But I love it”

Then Claire Bedivia-dono turned to look at Plath.

“I’m sorry, I apologize. I said some terrible things.”

She lowered her head.

Plath rubbed her eyes as if she were seeing an illusion, but the scene in front of her remained the same.

“N- No, it’s a fact that this officer is an ordinary human,”

“But it stings. I’m sorry if I did something wrong. I apologize.”

“Ah……..Hai”

She could only return a nod.

Then Claire Bedivia-dono turned her attention back to Kuro.

“I was forgiven,”

“Yeah, well, you apologized properly. I’m sorry for being harsh.”

“If I forgive you, will you be mine?”

“That would be impossible”

…I think….

I Think Claire Bedivia-dono was not happy to be scolded like that...

But she was happy to be treated like an equal individual.

Everyone treated her as a hero, respected her, and sang her praises.

In the midst of all this, only the visitor named Kuro spoke to her as an equal.

To Claire Bedivia-dono, to herself, and to the now-deceased ‘Hero of Dawn’.

Some may see that distance as cheeky, like the ‘Hero of the Dawn’.

Even Plath was uncomfortable at first with the harsh words hurled at her.

But that’s how she’d come to the realization.

That’s why he’s so attractive to someone who was looking for it.

Unfortunately, I can’t deny that I, too, am attracted to it.

Because, for the sake of my honor, he scolded a hero without any hesitation.

Moreover, that wouldn’t have done him any good.

“Ah,” said Claire Bedivia-dono, while turning to Plath again.

“Earlier, continued.”

“Huh? I’m sorry, what?”

“Kuro, broke.”

“Ahh”

Plath nodded, and Kousuke excused himself, “That’s why I’m going earn some money now.”

“Reason, donation.”

“Donation?”

“Daltra, at war. There’s an orphanage. Kuro, and I donated it all, to the orphanage.”

Daltra is a rich country.

Parents don’t abandon their children very often.

But children lose their parents because of the war.

That is why the existence of orphanages is indispensable.

But sadly, they don’t have much money to spend on it.

Even the subjects of Daltra, who have a relatively high degree of citizenship, are not happy with this venture.

There are not many good people who are pleased to hear that their taxes will be used to raise children who have no parents.

The good people would donate their personal funds to the cause on their own.


………………….Wait.

Donation?

“Kuro-dono”

“……..What is it?”

Kuro averts his gaze.

However, that doesn’t mean that he’s in a bad mood.

“You have been making donations?”

“I’m not going to let their future be closed off because of not having parents. I’m not going to force myself to be hypocritical either. It would feel bad to ignore them after I found out that I could do something about them. I’m trying to live happily in this world, you know? But don’t get me wrong, this is for myself, okay?”

Somehow, he looked very cute.

He was a bit embarrassed.

This is the person who put Plath, whom he met for the first time in the ceremony, in his party. There is no reason why he can’t be kind like this.

But he doesn’t want to be viewed as kind.

 Cute.

However, Plath gently kept that feeling in her chest.

I don’t think I can get in the way of people like Claire Bedivia-dono.

That would not be what the descendants of a proud hero would do.

Therefore, please forgive me for this much.

Plath was just one step closer to Kousuke.

“… What’s with that face?”

“It’s nothing. Thank you for your guidance and encouragement today, Kuro-dono.”

The road to becoming a hero is a long way off.

It is not possible to use strong magic like them.

It is not possible to have a strong yet generous heart like Kuro-dono.

However, his back is worth following after as it shines as bright as that of the “Hero of Light”.

That’s what Plath truly thought.


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Chapter 13: Encounter With The Antenna Woman (Part 2) (Revised)

<<Word Magic>>…… That’s the name of the unique magic which Hiiro uses.

Allowing the user to write letters with his fingers to form words and bring forth the power of the word’s meaning. That was Hiiro’s magic.

For example, if he writes [Flame], he can make a flame to appear from nothing; if he writes [Float], he can float in the air; and if he writes [Bomb], he can cause a tremendous explosion.

It was truly a cheat ability. Of course, what he writes doesn’t have to be in Kanji, but he uses them because it’s easier to understand their meaning and exert their effects.   

Now, he was pointing his fingertips at the sleeping girl to write the word [Rise] on her and the next moment, an unexpected thing happened.

*Gabu!*

“…What?”

Hiiro was shocked by the events that happened next. Muir was the same, as she was shocked stiff with her mouth gaping.

The reason why they were so shocked is that the girl, who was supposed to be asleep, has put Hiiro’s finger, or rather, his whole hand into her mouth.

“Mogumogu mogumogu mogumogu”

What was more surprising was that the girl was still unconscious and only her mouth was moving.

“O- Ow, ouch! Let go of me, you antenna woman!”

Apparently, Hiiro had subconciously decided to call the girl Antenna Woman. It was obvious that he called her that because of her hair.

Hearing a painful crunching sound coming from his fist, Hiiro tries desperately to pull it out of her mouth while enduring the pain, but she follows him straight to his face.

“She….She’s not letting go! Let go of me! Or rather, wake up you idiot!”

The girl’s eyebrows twitched in response to Hiiro’s voice, and then she lifted her eyelids. Hiiro was relieved to see that she finally woke up.


“….Good mowning(morning)…”

“…..Who told you to hello like that?”

Hiiro says while his cheeks were twitching.

“Let go for the time being.”

“……?”

The girl tilted her head.

“Just open your mouth.”

“……? Aaaaa~h”

She opened her mouth. Seeing that, Hiiro took the chance and pulled his hand out. Checking it, the teeth marks were distinctly visible on the back of his hand.

“Ah, Hiiro-san? Are you okay?”

Muir finally spoke up, but Hiiro didn’t answer that and instead rubbed his hands.

“…… Hiiro?………… who?”

“What are you doing? Trying to eat my hand.”

He scowled at her, but the girl didn’t seem to take offense. Only her eyes moved all over the place.


“……..Because…it smelled good……?’

“Why did that sound like a question? My hands are not for eating.”

“Sorry….Hiiro?”

“Don’t call me by my name so casually, antenna woman.”

“……..Wrong”

“What?”

“Wi is Wi”

“Huh……?”

He couldn’t help but question her again. He couldn’t understand what she was saying.


“Oh, maybe her name is Wi-san…”

Muir intervened, but the girl shakes her head again.

“Nn…… Wi is Wi. But that’s not all ……right?”

“…… What is this guy talking about?”

“C- Come on……”

She was a girl who exuded a mysterious atmosphere. She was either self-paced or natural and elusive.

“Does that mean you’re not called Wi?”

“Wi is Wi, okay? But Wi is also called Winkah.”

“…… Oh, so your name is Winkah! I assume Wi is abbreviated from that?

“Nn…… correct. So you can call me Wi. ………… who?”

Winkah noticed Muir’s presence for the first time and looked at her while tilting her head.

“Oh, I’m sorry! My name is Muir! I’m Muir Castrea!”

“Muir….Hiiro”

“Don’t address me so casually, antenna woman”

Seems like he was holding a grudge because of how she gnawed at his hand a moment ago. It looks like it hurt a lot.

“I’m sorry …… bit your hand.

“You didn’t bite it. You were trying to eat it!”

“Ah, Hiiro-san? Wi-san seems to be reflecting on it……”

Muir looks up at Hiiro while looking troubled.

“…… Ha, by the way, where did the old man go?”

Hiiro decided that he should leave this incomprehensible person to Arnold.

Arnold, who came back while breathing hard, looked at Hiiro and the others and saw that the girl he had just saved was awake there. Seeing that, he smiled and guffawed.

“Hahahahahaha……oh! You’re up, girly!”

“Oh, Uncle! That’s right, she’s called Wi-san. Oh, but her full name is actually Winkah-san!”

“…I’m fine.”

“Hey, It’s a pleasure to meet you, Wi. I’m Arnold Ocean!”

“Hmm…Regards”

“But why did you fall down here?”

“Fall down….what?

Apparently, Winkah didn’t remember falling into the hot water.

*Gurukyururuuruuru…….*

A voice that sounded like a small beast making a painful cry reached everyone’s ears.

Then, with a *Patan*, Winkah fell flat on her back.

“Oi, what’s going on?! Wi?”

Arnold shouts. Winkah moves her mouth while holding her belly.


“I’m……hungry.”


Hearing that, Hiiro and the others shrugged their shoulders in disbelief.


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◆ Guide, Birth (Revised)

Heya, FnBelial here.
You might be wondering why I have been quiet for the last few days and the answer to that is that I was focusing on my second hobby which is watching VTubers and supporting them.

Long story short, I created a Channel featuring a certain VTuber’s Clips and was TL’ing those clips and didnt really have any time to play even (lol)

( Here is my channel link if anyone is interested: Link to Yukoku no Ki )

Enjoy the chapter ya’ll o/


Shiro – or rather, Shirohara Sakako – was five years old when she was reincarnated in Arkrea.

When her father, whom she loved very much, died in an accident, her mother decided to return to her parents’ home with her.

The young, perilous child was undoubtedly at the peak of her misfortune.

The fact that she would never see her father again was very hard for the child to accept before she could understand death.

The mother, whom she loved very much, frequently broke down in tears and was getting weaker and thinner day by day. That deeply hurt the child’s heart.

She was sad that she had to live with her grandparents and was separated from her friends in kindergarten.

Yes, the Shiro of that time had lost everything.

The five-year-old child girl was in a lonely place.

This is from when her mother was driving a car.

While her mother was behind the steering wheel of the car with a dark expression on her face, the little Sakako, who was sitting on the passenger seat, was looking out the window at the sky.

She remembers it vaguely.

The impact.

A sense of floating.

The rolling.

She heard her mother screaming.

She didn’t know where they were going.

Anyway, they fell.

Her body was about to be swung around, but two things prevented that from happening.

First was the seatbelt’s emergency locking retractor which reacted to the rapid movement, and the mechanism which did its job to protect the wearer by stopping the belt from pulling out.

The second was her mother.

It happened instantly.

Her mother covered and hugged her, protecting her.

She felt no pain.

A sound came from far away.

Her vision was hazy, she couldn’t see anymore with her left eye, and the right side was barely functional.

It was hot and warm at the same time.

The heat was probably from fire.

The fire from the burning car.

The warmth was from the blood.

The blood flowing from her mother and herself.

“Aha, my poor, poor girl.”

When she woke up, she found herself in a temple in the woods.

If her mother wasn’t next to her, she would have probably started crying.

Her mother was the first to cry and hug her.

There, they were picked up by the master of [Shizukutei of Life], who was the guide at the time.

He explained to them, but they didn’t really understand him.

The master told them that they needed a new name.

In Japan, where there were evil spirits, it was customary to include a character with a positive image in the child’s name to protect him/her from bad luck.

The evil spirits wander the world trying to eat the happiness of the children, and are always looking for a child who doesn’t have that positive character.

However, the evil spirits ignore those who already have it.

It was the wish for the child’s happiness that made him/her carry a character in his/her name that protected him/her from bad luck.

Though when they reach adulthood, they would keep the same sound but change the character to a different one.

Sakako, though, didn’t really like her name.

Because it wasn’t cute.

Being cute was important for a child.

That’s why her mother changed her name from her real name Sakako, to Kouko, while her daughter changed her last name to Shiro.

Then the two of them became a nuisance at the [Shizukutei of Life] bar for a while.

The master was a man of few words, but sometimes he spoke a lot.

He lost his wife and child through no fault of his own, and when he was walking in the streets in sorrow, he was involved in a car accident.

Little Shiro didn’t hear this directly, her mother told her this one day.

Her mother cared for a lot of Shiro, but apart from that, she was also close to the master.

Little Shiro didn’t mind though.

Her father was a gentleman with a constant smile on his face.

Master had a hard expression and rarely smiled, but he was still a gentleman.

Both Shiro and her mother were reincarnated with the ability to fight in their own right, but both her mother and Master were reluctant to let Shiro fight, so Shiro was a bit bored in those days.

Eventually, her mother took over as the guide and the Master was able to focus on his work. (TL: Being the bar master)

It didn’t take more than a year.

By then, Shiro somehow understood that she was in a different place than the world she had been in before, but it didn’t matter to her much.

Her mother was laughing happily.

The master and the customers in the restaurant were all kind.

She was able to use the same magic she saw in anime and manga.

Fun.

I’m happy.

I miss my dad, I really do, and sometimes I cry.

But this world is a world where I can be happy!

However, that didn’t last long, either.

Ryke.

From the day he arrived, he was a jerk.

He was cocky, and as soon as he was briefed about his new power, he acted arrogantly, as if he realized he was special and unique.

Whenever her mother said something, he scoffed at it, saying he wouldn’t listen to the nonsense of someone who was higher level than him but with lower status.

He ran off to the labyrinth, and her mother followed him.

The Master tried to accompany him, but her mother smiled and said, “It’s okay,” and went off on her own.

She went and never came back.

Ryke didn’t feel any remorse. He came back alone and said, “That incompetent woman is dead.”

The Master grabbed Ryke but was beaten.

The other guests also got angry at him, but the result was the same.

“Give me my mother back!” The moment she shouted that, stars swirled in her head.

She was beaten.

The table was sent flying with such force that it got shattered to pieces. Shiro couldn’t understand what had happened for a while, and then she cried out.

The damage was great.

Everyone stood up against Ryke, who even messed with a child.

In the end, the tavern was in shambles, and although the magical technology managed to repair it all, it still couldn’t be opened for three days.

The Master apologized to Shiro, even though there was nothing to apologize for.

He apologized over and over again.

Shiro decided to laugh because she didn’t like it.

She decided to show with her attitude that she didn’t need any words of apology anymore.

It wasn’t until she was fifteen that Shiro took over as a guide.

The reluctant Master was forced to give up his position.

She wanted to help Master and take over her mother’s job.

There were indeed people like Ryke out there.

But all the visitors were unhappy in their previous lives.

A few felt as if they were at the bottom of the pile and could never be kind to others.

And yet, gradually, their hearts would open up to happiness.

They would regain their natural kindness.

They would smile in this world.

Being a guide isn’t wrong

It doesn’t matter what status you have.

It’s a job that makes people who should be happy, happy! It’s a great job!

But still, Ryke’s sneer stuck in the back of her mind and didn’t leave.

She slaps her cheek as if trying to beat it away.

She twitches and repeats her toe-tapping.

It has become a habit since she was a small child, after repeatedly trying to mix in with the adults’ stories and to somehow see what was placed on the table.

Now, her tits shake, and it’s more uncomfortable than it used to be.

But that, too, she’ll get used to it.


She’s gotten used to it.

During one of her daily inspections, when checking the temple, she was surprised to find a black-haired and eyed boy who was trying to slit his own neck with a knife there.

His thin, toned body was around the latter half of 170 cm.

It can be seen that he was quite accustomed to fighting.

Seeing those eyes, Shiro shuddered.

What kind of disaster did he suffer for him to make such a face?

He was undoubtedly unhappy, filled with a dusky light that seemed to lead to an abyss, like a simmering darkness.

I’m sure that you don’t know.

You are already dead. (TL: Yes)

You’re dead and you got a new life here, and you can’t die soon.

You can’t just die and expect to be happy.

You can be happy again and again.

Shiro quickly used her magic.

“I order thee to shatter [Volker Wong]!”

Right at the moment the knife was about to slit his throat, the blade crumbled into particles.

”—-?”

The boy immediately turned his attention to Shiro, not to the shattered knife.

His ability to judge a situation was outstanding.

He must have been in a situation where he couldn’t survive for a long time if he wasn’t like this.

Swallowing, Shiro said cheerfully to not provoke him or show hostility.

“You sure have no hesitation about killing yourself. You should really stop.”

That boy, Kurono Kousuke…

The boy who I should have made happy…

I never thought that he would make me happy. (TL: How the Tables Turned huh?)

At the time, Shiro never imagined that she would be happy ever again in her life.


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Chapter 13: Encounter With The Antenna Woman (Part 1) (Revised)


Hey, FnBelial here.
You might be wondering why I have been quiet for the last few days and the answer to that is that I was focusing on my second hobby which is watching VTubers and supporting them.

Long story short, I created a channel featuring a certain VTuber’s Clips and was TL’ing those clips and didnt really have any time to play even (lol)

( Here is my channel link if anyone is interested: Link to Yukoku no Ki )

Enjoy the chapter ya’ll o/


The three of them turned to look at the child who had suddenly fallen into the hot water.

Muir, in particular, was more startled than anyone else and jumped away.

Uh, …… who is that? A girl ……?

Muir fearfully stares at the child who doesn’t even twitch.

“O- Oi, shouldn’t we do something about this?”

There, Arnold lets out a worried voice. He thought that the child, whose face is soaked in hot water and is not moving, would suffocate if he didn’t pull her out.

He turns his head to hear Hiiro’s opinion on the matter, but there, Hiiro was soaking in the hot water, looking comfortable as if nothing happened: “Fuuu~”.

“Oi! How can you act as if nothing happened?!”

That was probably a natural reaction. Arnold must have been fed up with Hiiro’s my-pace way of going through such situations.

“Hey, Hiiro!”

“Noisy. You should just decide what you want to do on your own, old man. I’d rather enjoy the hot spring.”

“You’re such a whack-job”

Arnold’s cheeks were twitching and his shoulders slumped due to Hiiro’s attitude. Then he slowly returns his gaze to the girl.

“Can’t help it… I can’t leave it like this. Muir, give me a hand for now.”

“Ha- Hai!”

“Well, the spear is in the way. Yo, oh, that’s pretty heavy. Muir, hold it for a moment.”

Then he takes the spear from the child and hands it to Muir.

“It’s heavy, so be careful.”

“Un!”

Even though she’s small, Muir’s strength is quite high because she’s a beastman. It’s a big spear, but it’s nothing to worry about if you’re just holding it. However, it is still a pretty heavy spear.

Muir was surprised to find that such a small body could handle such a heavy spear. She held the spear tightly to not drop it by surprise.

She hadn’t seen her face yet, but Muir guessed that it was a girl, looking at her long hair, her clothes, and her height which was not so different from her own.

Thanks to Arnold holding both sides of the child, bringing her out of the hot water, and turning her from her prone position to her back, she was finally able to see the person’s face.

“Oh, it was a girl after all.”

She was a pretty girl, not much older than Muir in appearance, with yellow hair bunched back in a braid that reached her waist.

Her hair strands, pinned up like an antenna, were cute and wobbling around above her head.

Then, Muir gulped involuntarily at the sight of the girl’s entire body, gazing at it with envy.

Large breasts, thin limbs and waist, and white, delicate skin. A well-formed face. A beautiful girl.

 All of them were something Muir always wanted to have.

Seeing that style, which was so clearly different from her own, made her somewhat sad.

Even though they looked like they were the same age, she thought that…………especially these breasts were foul-play.

“Hmmm, so you were a woman.”

Suddenly Muir heard a voice and turned around. Hiiro was standing there.

“Ki, ky!”

Since he had a single towel wrapped around his waist, Muir felt her face turn bright red at the topless Hiiro and turned her back instantly.

Clo- Close~!

Unaware of Muir’s embarrassment, Hiiro takes one look at the sleeping girl and walks over to the rocky area where his clothes are. Seems like he already had enough of the hot spring.

Perhaps sensing Muir’s embarrassment, Arnold says a few words to comfort her.

“Shall we change clothes for the time being?”

“…Yeah.”

After checking to see if the girl was still alive, she seemed to be breathing properly, so he laid her down on the spot and went to change.

When the three of them returned after changing, the girl was still sleeping. With a refreshed look on his face, Hiiro looked down at the girl and asked, “What are you going to do about her?

“Hmmm, it’s also possible to leave her as is. But the monsters might come too……”

“Y- Yeah, that’s right. We have to wake her up somehow.”

Muir observes the girl again. She is wearing some revealing clothes, or rather, a simple, light outfit consisting of a breastplate and shorts.

A black choker is locked on her neck, and a fluttering cloth is wrapped around her waist to cover the shorts.

The most eye-catching thing is the spear, but if she’s carrying such a large spear, she’s likely to be an adventurer.

Maybe she’s capable in her own right, but if she’s left alone as is and something happened to her… Arnold started slapping her cheek.

Muir turned her attention to Hiiro who was standing next to her.

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“Well, is she okay?”

“Dunno, she is not injured and I don’t think that she is dead…”

“But to have such a big spear, is she an adventurer or something ……?”

Turning her gaze back to the girl, Muir couldn’t help but feel uncomfortable with Arnold’s actions as he tried to wake her up.

Earlier, he had been flicking the girl’s cheek with the palm of his hand, but now, for some reason, he was poking her with his fingertips, as if he enjoyed the feeling.

And the worst part is that Arnold’s cheeks were loosening up happily. His demeanor was not something that should be shown to a stranger, especially to a girl.

“U, Uncle……?”

“Eh! Ah, no, it’s nothing! It’s not that I was enjoying its elasticity or something……”

“Uncle……”

She became somewhat sad seeing Arnold’s deliberate attitude.

And as for Hiiro…

“What is this? A crime scene?”

“Wrong! This isn’t what you think…… oh my God! Muir! You believe me, don’t you?!”

“U- Un, I believe in……believe in …… lieve in……”

“D-d-d-damn it!”

Seeing Muir struggling to finish her words, Arnold felt ashamed of himself and ran off somewhere else.

“U, Uncle!?”

“Let him be. He’ll come back soon enough. Rather, this guy, I don’t care even if we leave her like this.”

“That’s no good!”

“………… Huh? Then get her to wake up.”

“Yeah …… but how do I wake her up ……”

Seeing her so confused, Hiiro lets out a sigh.

Hiiro wants to go and find the finest ingredients as soon as possible, but he is troubled because there is no point in doing so if they themselves do not move.

The only person who knows about the ingredients is Arnold. That Arnold would not leave the unconscious girl alone. This means that inevitably, Hiiro will also have to wait until she wakes up.

“…..It can’t be helped”

Hiiro approaches the sleeping girl and brings his fingertips toward her face.

“Hi- Hiiro-san?”

She asks, unsure of what Hiiro is trying to do.

“Just keep quiet and watch. I’ll wake this guy up.”


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39◇Kosuke Kurono, Embark on (Revised)

The creaking of the wooden bed woke him up.

“Oh, I’m sorry, did I perhaps wake you up?…… Kousuke-san.”

“……n? No, it’s okay.” Kousuke says, rubbing his eyes. “Good morning, Econa.”

She smiled, loosening her clear, ice-sculpted like eyes into the shape of a smile.

“Good morning,”

It’s morning.

And it’s very early in the morning.

“Going to work at this time?”

A week had passed since then.

They are still sleeping in the [Shizukutei of Life].

It took a long time because Daltra wanted to build a new house for Kousuke instead of an existing one.

However, he has been told that the time for completion of this project can be greatly reduced with magical technology, and that it would be completed today.

“We’ll be done in the morning, right? Let’s go this afternoon, to the new house.”

“Yes…… b- but, Kousuke-san.”

“Hmm?”

“Your new house is a lot bigger than this place, right?”

“Yeah, so I’ll make a room for you there.”

He wasn’t sure if she’s happy, as her expression turned cloudy.

“…So, I won’t be able to sleep with Kousuke-san anymore?”

Kousuke got up from the bed and stroked her hair, combing it.

“Then maybe we should sleep together for the time being? But not forever. Let’s get used to it, little by little, so that you can sleep on your own someday. Is that all right?”

Econa grinned and failed to suppress her laughter.

Kousuke enjoyed her squishy cheeks with his hand.

However, that too will soon fade.

Econa took Kosuke’s hand, gently wrapped it in hers, and said in a sad tone.

“Kousuke-san is Shiro-san’s lover. It’s rude of me to do that kind of monopoly.”

Some people knew about Shiro’s relationship with Kousuke.

Because he was sleeping with Econa, he certainly didn’t do “That kind of thing” with Shiro.

Is it like having a child struggle between love?

It’s true that it’s hard for a man, but he didn’t want to blame it on Econa.

“Tentatively, no matter how many wives I have in the future, I won’t neglect you. That’s not the only thing. Do you remember what I swore to do?”

Econa was no longer sloppy and poor.

“………..Fufufu, ehehe~. I adore you, Kousuke-san.”

Econa’s lips touch the back of Kosuke’s hand.

“Would you like to have your breakfast, sir? I’d be happy to arrange it for you now.”

“Oh, then, please do.”

He strokes her head and she looks tickled by that action.

Then she leaves the room to make the food.

As a side note, Econa is no longer a slave.

Kousuke wanted it as a reward for the dedication of Sogles’s bracelet.

For example, it is not an uncommon story to prepare what the VIP of an enemy country wants in exchange for betraying his/her own country.

However, such asylum seekers are humans from enemy nations.

That’s why there an honorary subject system for such occasions.

The same is true of the treatment toward visitors.

In other words, they were not from the Daltra, but were still recognized as subjects by the royal family.

Normally, a slave is not made an honorary subject even if heaven and earth are turned over.

It is said that this is the first time since the founding of Daltra that a slave has been recognized as an honorary subject.

It’s probably because Kousuke is strong enough to defeat the “Hero of Dawn” and is the “Black Hero” that he was allowed to do so.

By the way, Kousuke was able to use “Black”, “Fire”, and “Dawn” in perfect form.

White, Blue (Ice), Crimson (Fire), and Divine Healing are only acquired and available, but their proficiency is far below that of the original wielders.

A good example of this was the fact that he could only use them in simple ways during his battle with Ryke.

Thankfully, he has got high magic aptitude, so he can expect to grow with training.

He got up, put on just his coat, and went downstairs.

About 40% of the bar was filled with customers

He exchanges greetings with familiar faces and sits down in front of the counter.

When he sat down on the empty seat that had been in place, two acquaintances who were already there approached and called out to him.

The big-breasted elf doctor, Elfi, and the stiff-as-nails glasses girl, Plath.

“Good morning, Kuro. You don’t have to worry about me. I’ve just been drinking since morning~”

He decided not to care.

Her proportions, which cannot be concealed by the white coat, are so impressive that he can only look at them for a moment.

“It will be troubling if you ignore this officer. I hope you’ll continue to work on the labyrinth capture today!”

Yes – for the past week, Kousuke had included her in his party as he promised.

Maybe it’s because Kousuke was a serious and a hard worker to begin with, it wasn’t a bad deal for him.

Whether she can be the hero she wants to be herself is a different story, but he’s willing to go along with her to the point where she can.

The master silently offers him some milk, and he shows his appreciation with a glance before drinking it.

“Oh, that’s okay. I’ll stay with you until you can take down a magic tool holder on your own.”

By the way, Plath quit the military.

It’s because you can’t go on a labyrinth conquest if you have military service.

It seems that she was scolded a lot by the main family, but now she is very much alive and kicking.

“I’m, coming too.”

Before he knew it, Quin was sitting next to him.

Kousuke consented without showing any surprise.

“Fine, but don’t use [White]. It won’t do any good for Plath’s training.”

Kousuke also devised ways to limit the magic used in order to gain as much experience as possible.

The mental pollution level that was used to activate [Black Night] immediately dropped after flirting with Shiro, but the result was not so reassuring either.

No matter how much happiness he felt, the pollution level would not go down to zero.

Perhaps that’s how the “irreversible pollution” would gradually accumulate.

Relying on [Black Night] without thinking should be avoided.

As one’s level rises, the power of [Black] will naturally go up as well.

At Kousuke’s words, Quin nodded with an “Un”.

and the next moment…

Kousuke’s arms were wrapped around the fluffy cleavage between her ample breasts.

“Lord Claire Bedivia!? Please don’t mess with our Kuro!”

Shiro, who had been mopping, ran up to them while holding the mop as if it were a weapon.

“Well, Shiro. It’s not like Quin has any ill intentions.”

“Yes, there is. I’m trying, to get, Kuro, from Shiro. What, do you think? Won’t you be mine?”

“Hey Kuro, I’ve been wondering, why do you call Lord Claire Bedivia “Quin”? That was before the ceremony, right? Isn’t that odd?”

Shiro’s eyes suddenly sharpened.

“That’s because, we are, close. We are, getting along well, when, we are together. We have, even kissed, right?”

“No, that’s not the right word. And it’s a bad and misleading way of saying it.”

“Kuro? What is this all about? What were you doing together?

Something that looked like killing intent gushed out of Shiro.

Kousuke became impatient and turned his gaze to those around him for help.

Elfi was pointing at them and laughing, Plath is looking down with a bright red face as if she misunderstood something, Master has remained unconcerned, Vinne continues to serve with giggles and laughter, and the guests around him are cheering it up as a Shuraba. (TL: Shuraba = Scene of Carnage – this term is used for love relationship fights)

Shiro and Quin were arguing over Kousuke.

Then, Econa appeared with breakfast in hand.

It was a semi-liquid, tomato ketchup-like condiment with a heart drawn on it.

Apparently, the symbol means the same thing in this world.

Shiro was looking at him as if he was a criminal who sinned, and Quinn didn’t look amused either.

Econa tilted her head.

Kousuke was really glad to be here. He was happy to be in this world.

Every day, he couldn’t wait to see tomorrow. (TL: Yah every day is a battlefield for him now Kekw)

This world is indeed a land where visitors can be happy.

But only at this moment…

He desperately wanted to escape to somewhere else.


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Chapter 12: A Short Break at the Hot Spring (Revised)

Under the clear sky, the sound of three people’s footsteps could be heard.

They were stomping on the sandy ground, pushing forward steadily up a slope.

This place is called [Rogi Mountain], a place that even adventurers don’t often approach alone. The reason for this is the number of monsters.

Monsters that weren’t that strong individually would rush in such huge numbers that would make one feel dizzy.

For veterans, there is not much to gain from taking the time and effort to deal with every weak monster which doesn’t even offer much experience.

For beginners, however, it’s easy to get lost or die due to the large number of monsters and the complexity of the terrain.

This is not a place to enter lightly.

Three people had come to the mountain that everyone shied away from, to find what they were looking for.

“Oi, is it really on this mountain?”

Hiiro, who is feeling a little tired, perhaps because he has climbed for a long time already, says so to one of his fellow traveling companions – Arnold, who is walking in front of him – with an expression of disbelief on his face.

But Arnold seemed to be full of confidence.

“ Oi! I told you I was going to make you some delicious food for what you did last time. I’m a chef, so I can’t compromise.”

Hiiro doesn’t work for free. He is a give-and-take thinker who always demands some kind of compensation for lending a hand.

Arnold is a skilled cook. Hiiro, who has little knowledge of otherworldly cuisine, is making full use of Arnold’s knowledge and skills for his benefit, and as they are currently traveling together as companions, he gets to eat delicious food every day.

“B- But, uncle. It’s only a bunch of slime and goblins that have been popping up since a while ago, right?”

“Don’t worry, Muir! What we’re after goes much further!”

“I hope it is real.”

“Hiiro, can’t you stop saying stuff like that?!”

The three of them walked like that for a while, with Muir was scurrying around as if she was concerned about something.

Then Arnold asked.

“What’s wrong Muir?”

“Well, uh, about that……don’t you smell something strange……?”

Muir sniffles.

“Eh?”

Arnold focused his sense of smell in the same way.

There was definitely an unusual smell in the air, just like she said. Moreover, it was quite a pungent odor that made one frown.

“Na, what’s this strong smell ……?”

Hiiro also looks around, while covering his nose with his hand.

But Arnold’s eyes gradually sparkle and his cheeks begin to relax. It’s a look as if he’s discovered something to rejoice about.

“This is…! Oi, let’s go!”

“Eh? Uncle?”

Arnold quickly pulls Muir’s hand and runs in an instant. Seeing this, Hiiro lets out a light sigh. His shoulders droop at the thought of how he has to follow this strange smell now.

He couldn’t leave things like this, so he had no choice but to go after them while putting up with the smell that made his nose curve.

When they entered the large rocky area, each of them was impressed by the scene in front of them.

“Ahaha! Yup, as I expected!”

“Wow, I see, so it was this smell.”

“I see now. So, this was the smell of sulfur huh.”

What the three of them saw was a natural hot spring. The steam rose to the sky, and the heat of the hot spring could be felt on the skin.

And with the excitement of discovering the hot spring, before they knew it, what had been an unpleasant smell that made them frown earlier, now seemed trivial…… or rather, they had forgotten about it completely.

And all three of them were thinking the same thing.

“Yosh, let’s go in!”

“Un!”

“Well, this isn’t so bad.”

The three of them had a broad smile on their faces

They were fortunate to be able to refresh themselves after all the sweating in this heat.

“Muir, there is a bathing suit in this bag, so change your clothes.”

“Un, got it!”

After saying that, Muir took the bag from Arnold, scurried around, and then went into the shade of a large rock.

“Alright, we’re getting ready to – You already took it all off!”

Disregarding Arnold, Hiiro had already taken off his clothes on the spot. He also took off his glasses and is now ready to bathe.

“Well, that’s fine. But you’ll need to cover your front since Muir is there too.”

As he said this, Arnold took a towel out of the bag and threw it over to him.

Hiiro received it without dropping it and wrapped it around his waist and approached the hot water. The first thing to do is to slowly sink your right hand into the hot water and examine the temperature of the water.

“…… a little hot, but it should be fine.”

It’s probably about 43 – 44 oC. It’s slightly hotter than a normal bath, but he didn’t have a problem with that, so he slowly put his feet in the water.

“As expected, it’s hot~”, and even though he was gritting his teeth a bit, he doesn’t stop and lets his whole body fall into the hot water.

“…… haah~”

He couldn’t help but gasp when he was fully immersed.

It was the first time in his life that he had ever experienced a hot spring, but now he really wanted to do it as often as he could if it felt this good.

He looked around for a bit, but he couldn’t see any monsters. Maybe the smell of sulfur was too strong for them to approach.

”Oh! Muir~! How pretty you are~!”

Suddenly, he heard a foolish voice.

Thinking that it was annoying, he looked at the end of Arnold’s gaze, and there was-.

“…… ah …… that …… um …… I hope you don’t stare too much.”

For some reason, Muir was wearing a navy-blue school swimsuit. The fidgety figure holding both hands in front of the chest and rubbing the thighs together is reflected. Her expression is also dyed red with embarrassment.

“No, no, no! It’s already awesome! It’s a Tenshi! Ohh~ my Angel~~!”        [ED: Tenshi = Angel. Damn it Translator, this is your job]

Rather than being a parental idiot, Arnold’s snorting no longer made him look like a simple pervert. Then Muir glanced at Hiiro.

“Hmm?”

Hiiro notices that she was looking at him and meets her gaze, causing her to suddenly look away in a hurry and then take a peek at him again.

……Huh?

Hiiro raised an eyebrow, wondering if she has something to say.

Muir gulps and clears her throat, a nervous look on her face.

“Oh, um, …… uh, that …… Hi- Hiiro-san?”

“What?”

“Um, ……That……, isn’t it strange……?”

Apparently, she’s asking if there’s anything funny about her swimsuit, but it’s more like a fit, and so fitting that there are no words for it. So fitting that it might even make some people drool for it.

“It’s not weird. If anything, you look too good in it.”

“Fue! Ah, ah, ah, ah, tha- thank you…..Vewy mauch.”

She hadn’t even soaked in the hot water yet, but she looked as if she were a boiled octopus.

She bit her tongue …… and then for her to be this happy to be told that she looks good in a school bathing suit ………… It’s probably a cultural difference.

Most of the women he has read about, and the women he has been around, are kids who want to be treated like adults, and they’ve been more offended than pleased by the fact that they look good in a school swimsuit, like the ones worn by elementary school kids.

Rather, I’m surprised that school swimsuits exist in this world……

For Hiiro that was just him giving out a plain impression, but to Muir…


“Awawawaw! He told me I look good! Wh- wha- what should I do? I can’t look at your face properly, Hiro-san~”

Muir, who mistakenly thought she had been praised, covers her face with her hands and writhed in agony while muttering in such a low voice that no one could hear.

Seeing this, Arnold shot a deathly glare at Hiiro.

“Muir is cute! She is cute, but I can’t accept this ………… ……”

Arnold also thought that Hiiro complimented Muir’s cuteness, so even though he admitted that Muir is the cutest, he can’t accept that Muir became happy and unnerved due to Hiiro’s words.

“Hey.”

“What is it, damn it?!”

For some reason, Arnold became teary-eyed even though Hiiro simply called out to him.

“The school swimsu – or was it a bathing suit? The one that she is wearing, is that a popular thing here?”

“Huh? That? It should be pretty popular. It was invented by a hero who was summoned to this world in the past.”

“………… Seriously?”

“Very so. Its name is ‘Sukumizu’ and I call it a bathing suit, but it’s supposed to be worn when you go into the sea.” (TL: EN: School Swimsuit -> JP: Schoolu Mizugi -> Edea: Sukumizu)

However, most people don’t enjoy swimming in the ocean because of the dangerous creatures in the sea. So, it is often treated as bathing clothes rather than a swimsuit.

Even so ………… what were the past summoned heroes thinking……?

He didn’t expect someone to come to another world and create a school swimsuit…….There had to be something more productive than that.

Thinking about it, he came to understand that that hero was definitely a person from Earth. He found out about something important, but for now, he was going to immerse himself in enjoying this wonderful paradise.

Haa~, that feels great…..

And then he spent his time at the hot spring, just relaxing.

…………*Japoon*


Wondering if a pebble had fallen from the top of the rock, his gaze naturally turned to it. Then he casually looks up at the top of the rock and squints to confirm that someone is standing there.

…… Who’s that?

He couldn’t see the person’s face clearly, probably because it was just backlit and he had taken off his glasses. He was gazing at the person as if he were looking into the distance, and then…….

“Huuu~”…………………………..*Japoon!*

That someone fell headfirst into the hot water.

”What the hell?”

Arnold also screamed in surprise at something that had suddenly fallen into the hot water.

Likewise, Muir’s eyes widened and she froze in fright.

And after a while, he stared at the figure that emerged from the hot water. Based on its height, it clearly looked like a child.

“………………Who?”

Arnold couldn’t help but mutter when he saw the child with a large spear in his hand.


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38◇Guide, Falling (Revised)

Kousuke immediately made it so that Shiro’s wound was “never there” with the power of ‘White’.

“[White [Su]] – Hey, Shiro, are you okay……?!”

“Uh…… uhm.”

She opened her eyes slightly and met Kousuke’s.

“…… Kuro?”

“Yeah”

Letting out a sigh of relief, he raises her upper body

As their faces were close to each other, their eyes naturally met.

“…..Kono-…..”

“Huh? What is it?”

“….-BAKAYAROOOOOO!!!”  (TL: Kono Baka Yaro = You stupid fool)

She stated it clearly.

She headbutted Kousuke without any hesitation.

The shock was so great that Kousuke felt like his head was about to be torn to shreds, so he turned toward the ceiling.

“-! What the hell?! I’m bleeding from this… I’m bleeding from my nose!”

“I don’t know anymore, Baka!”

“I was able to beat the ‘Hero of Dawn’ without a scratch, but now you’ve injured me! Ah, wouldn’t you have been able to beat him even without my help? Is this how you treat your savior!?”

“I told you not to come, didn’t I?! Kuro could have died!”

Kousuke’s anger instantly faded when he saw Shiro crying.

She would hate to see Kousuke’s death more than her own.

“You’re the …… fool. There isn’t a single person in the [Shizukutei of Life] who could abandon you and live on happily. The same is true for me.”

Shiro buries her face in Kousuke’s chest.

“……What happened to that guy?”

“I killed him.”

“Because of me, Kuro, you became a murderer…… I don’t want you to be a murderer…I don’t like that…”

“It’s not your fault. I hated him from the start. He was a trashy scum.

“But ……! The reason you fought him was for my sake, wasn’t it?!”

…… Apparently, Ryke told her about everything.

“What are you saying? “Don’t fight for my sake?” Aren’t you a little too self-conscious?”

“Stop screwing around like that! That’s Kuro’s bad habit!”

I got pissed off.

It’s exhausting to face everything so seriously.

Relaxing in moderation is a necessary part of leading a good life.

But apparently this is not the case.

“Well, what about you then?”

“Wha- What do you mean?”

“You’re calling yourself a guide and a caretaker. “Visitors should be happy” is something like a catchphrase for you but… but were you, yourself, ever happy? Ryke trampled on your mother’s good intentions and left her to die.”

“But does that mean that Kuro had to murder him?”

“Yeah. There’s someone who has to be killed. If you let him live, he will have his revenge. I’m certain of that. And then someone might die because of me. Someone else could die because of my naivety, you know? I can’t have that. I don’t want to lose anyone I care about to a stupid mistake ever again.”

“….But…you finally came to this world, Kuro…you have- you should have become happy in it…”

“Don’t give up on me like that. I’m going to become happy. I’m already happy, to begin with.”

He put his hand on Shiro’s shoulder, raised her, and looked into her eyes.

“…I was planning to die…

…Because I hated myself…

…But you stopped me…

…I wouldn’t be here right now if it hadn’t been for you…

…I’ve met a lot of people…

…I’ve had some really nice encounters with people…

…I tried to remember what it feels like to be happy…

…Now I can remember what it means to be happy…

…My life, which was meant to end in vengeance, was collected and pieced together by you…

… I don’t think even God could do it…

…You’re important to me, Shiro.

If you are the person who makes visitors happy, I will be the one to make you happy.

In my second life, I want to walk alongside you.

I want to be together with you in this world.

I did what I had to do to make that happen.

And even though it was a bad thing, it was necessary.

And I don’t regret it.

I’m just happy that you’re safe.”

At those words, Shiro’s face crumpled with tears spilling out.

“……..Baka.”

Their faces came close together, and this time, instead of a headbutt, their lips touched each other.

Kousuke realized his mistake there.

Even though he was lusting after Shiro’s lips, now he could only taste blood.

……Nosebleed, I should have fixed that before I did it.

It’s also incredibly embarrassing to think that the lines I just said were also with a bloody nose…

Still, I won’t stop.

For ten seconds, or maybe even longer, he enjoyed kissing her, but Shiro eventually pulled away.

As if she’s not used to it, she lost track of the timing of her breathing and started to cough cutely.

It was ridiculously endearing.

“Normally, you can breathe in through your nose, you know?”

“Oh shut up! I know that! I know, but that’s in normal cases!”

“Okay then, one more time.”

As Kousuke approached, Shiro yelled out.

“You really don’t understand what an atmosphere is, Kuro……! And even the kisses taste like blood!”

“Well as far as that goes, it’s a hundred percent your fault, right? It’s a tragedy that your headbutt brought about, isn’t it?”

“…… Hey, what are you doing?”

Kousuke was rubbing Shiro’s tits.

“No, because I’ve never touched them before, and now this Ryke guy rubbed them.”

“So?”

“…… This is like, overriding ownership?”

“It’s not like I was his, but then again, it’s not like I’m yours either, Kuro.”

“…………N- No way…”

“Don’t look so desperate, baka.”

Chuckling, Shiro lifted the edge of her apron and wiped Kousuke’s mouth and nose.

“If you’re going to do it again, wipe off the blood properly.’”

Shiro was so cute, Kousuke could barely handle it.

“Can I take your clothes off?”

“I don’t want my first night to be in a dungeon.”

“…… It’s going to be a special night.”

“You mean a ‘special mistake’! Just no! You can get those things right in bed at …….”

“Then I’ll do just that.”

“N- No no, I didn’t give you the ‘OK’! We’ve only met for a week and I’m not a cheap woman!”

“You’re a virgin after all.”

“Shut up! Kuro is probably not a virgin anyway! Oh, I wish it were new for both of us!”

Kousuke counters Shiro, who shouts out in desperation, with a calm voice.

“When you die, all the damage to your body will get healed before you reincarnate, right? In other words, my body is brand new. Meaning I’m a virgin.”

“Stop with the not-so-funny visitors’ jokes!”

Shiro eventually laughs as she blurts that out, saying something about it not being funny.

“Hey, Kuro. Can I call you Kousuke? It’s just for the two of us, you know?”

“Well, I now have a lame new name: Cross Kuronos – Nanolancelot.”

“Similarly, I also have the name: White Howitt – Tia Igraine.”

“First time I heard about it”

“I usually go with Shiro after all”

“Rather that that, tell me your real name. I want to know.”

“…… Kako.”

“Huh? Kako? You mean Kako from ‘The Future and Past’?”

“No! Shirohara Sakako [Shirohara Kako]! …Lame! I don’t like it because it’s lame!”

“Eh? You’re Japanese? Even though you have silver hair?”

“I mean, that wasn’t unusual in the Japan that I came from.”

“That Japan sounds like a real eyesore.”

“It’s weirder if it’s all black! And it feels gloomy!”

“You’re right. There was also such a thing back in my world. Besides, it was definitely darker… without you, that is.”

Shiro’s face turned bright red.

“Kako, Kako, huh. But if you don’t like it, should I call you Shiro?”

“Yeah, I like it that way. I will call you Kousuke, though.”

“That’s okay. If you don’t call me that every once in a while, I feel like I will completely forget about it.”

Shiro smiled softly at those words.

“Thank you for coming to save me, Kousuke.”

“I’ll come and get you even if the evil gods come and kidnap you.”

“What’s that” is what she said with a wry smile, now approaching his face from the other side.

Naturally, Kousuke did not refuse it.

They embraced each other for a while.


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Chapter 11: Traveling Companions (Part 2) (Revised)

“Hey, Hiiro, I have been wondering since the previous battle… what level are you at?”

Arnold asked such a question while the three were crossing the [Torchu Mountains].

“Why are you asking?”

“I mean, you have been using this weird magic, but I was thinking that your level isn’t that high.”

“Oh? On what basis do you think that?”

“I mean, it’s true that you’re quite physically gifted for a ‘Huma’, and you don’t look like a little kid with a murderous spirit, but the way you move in a fight is a bit amateurish.”

“……….”

“So, I figured that while you are strong, your combat experience isn’t that great and your level is still low.”

Hiiro was impressed by Arnold’s observation. Indeed, it hadn’t been that long since he was summoned to [Edea].

He thought he had completed various quests and fought a lot of monsters as well, but if you compare it to an experienced adventurer, it would almost seem cute.

The fact that Arnold deducted this much just from the previous battle was a testament to Arnold’s observational skills.

“It’s not a matter of whether the level is low or high, right? The point is whether you’re strong or weak.”

“You know, we’re going to be traveling together. We might even cover for each other in battle. So, isn’t it convenient for us to know each other’s level and abilities?”

Hiiro gazed into Arnold’s eyes. He didn’t feel the murkiness of falsehood in them, and he knew that he had a good point.

“True, you do have a point.”

“Then-”

“What about you, old man?”

“Huh?”

“What’s your level?”

“Oh, me? I’m lv31.”

Hiiro stares at him, who spoke out those words without hesitation.

….Should I check…..just to make sure?

Focusing his magic power on his index finger, he writes the letters quickly so that the others won’t be able to see it.

I should be able to check it out with this word…..[Prying].

This word will allow you to see what the other party is thinking and to check out their ’Status Board’.

With this, he is able to confirm the truth of what Arnold is saying.


Arnold Ocean.

Lv 31

HP 305/315

MP 158/158

EXP 46879

NEXT 5250

ATK 334 (378)

DEF 299 (315)

AGI 278 (283)

HIT 206 (208)

INT 95 (96)

<< Binding >> Wind

<< Art of Binding >> Fangs of Wind – Explosive Wind Claw – Blast Inversion

<< Title >> Friend of the Wind – Ex-Slave – Chef – Doting Father – Hotheaded man – The Man Referred to as a Pervert

Muir Castrea

Lv 13

HP 107/111

MP 82/82

EXP 2655

NEXT 533

ATK 102 (105)

DEF 100 (108)

AGI 99 (102)

HIT 77 (78)

INT 54 (55)

<< Binding >> None

<< Art of Binding >> None

<< Title >> Kidnapped one – My Angel – Cutie Flower – Child of Tolerance

After checking, he was able to confirm that Arnold’s level is indeed 31 and that Muir, who was sitting next to him, was level 13. There are several things about Arnold’s title that made him stand out.

But Arnold himself was able to prove that he wasn’t lying.

Hiiro thought that there was no need to be so cautious, but he wanted to check out the effect of the word [Prying], so it was good timing.

Hiiro got curious about the << Art of Binding >> in their << Status >>. Normally, << Magic >> would be written in that area, but apparently, it was different for beastmen.

So the technique which I didn’t feel much magical power from was this huh…I see.

Hiiro thought of investigating this << Art of Binding >> when he has some time.

“………… I’m 23.”

Since Arnold answered honestly, Hiiro answered honestly as well. It’s because he judged that there was no harm in telling them about his level.

But this time, he has also confirmed that Arnold is honest, enough to make him look stupid. And he also has a goody-two-shoes side to him. All in all, he seems like a good guy.

Hiiro was quite skeptical himself, but at least he found out that they aren’t the type that would try to deceive him.

Well, I can’t fully trust them, but it would be interesting to hang out with these guys for a while.

He was thinking of such things. Meanwhile…

“Yosha! As I expected, my level is higher! I win!!!

Arnold was already an old man, but there he was, overreacting – gut-posing and showing his superiority with a gleeful expression on his face – like a child, which in turn made Hiiro a little miffed.

“Hmm, levels aren’t everything, are they? What makes you so happy, pervert?”

“Don’t call me a pervert! You’re a sore loser, you bastard!”

“…..What did you say?”

“Awawawaw!”

Muir was frightened, not knowing what to do with the two glaring at each other

“Want to try me then?”

“Oh, ain’t that interesting?! I’m going to show you how strong adults are around here!”

Seeing the two starting to argue, Muir ran away vigorously from the spot, as if she thought it would go beyond the point of an argument.

Seeing this, Arnold huffed and shouted her name. Then she stopped in her track with a *Pika*.

“Ha, Hurry up and let’s go quickly, uncle! There is a village as soon as we cross this area, right?!”

“Ah, oh, yeah.”

“I’m starving! So let’s get going!”

They couldn’t let Muir, who started running again, alone.

“Oh well, Hiiro! We’ll continue this another time!”

“You saved yourself from humiliation, old man.”

“Talking about yourself now? You moron!”

Muir was anxious seeing the two having such an exchange, but she puffed out her cheeks in relief when she saw that they were following after her, and said her next words with a somewhat happy tone.

“Tha- Thank goodness! …… It’s no good for Uncle and Hiiro-san to fight, okay?”


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37◇ Black Hero, Predation (Revised)

Kuro remembered what Lucius told him.

“As you may have already noticed, I and Towa do not possess the color attributes.”

Kousuke was momentarily startled by this, but immediately remembered a certain memory and was soon convinced.

It was from the first time he had met Quin.

She had said.

“Magic attribute, [Black]. It’s the first time, I’ve seen, a color attribute, other than myself” she said.

That means that, before he arrived, there were no color attribute users aside from her.

“…As expected, you know about that. I’ve been appointed as [Blue] and Towa as [Crimson], but this is a far cry from the heroes who became the motifs, and is just the nation’s front”

Daltra is currently at war.

Even if it isn’t, it still calls itself a nation that holds God’s children.

It certainly seemed important to appeal to other nations that they had a lineup of heroes who were once led by a God.

Both Lucius and Towa were visitors, and although they had the natural attributes of [Water] and [Fire] respectively, they were feted as heroes because of their outstanding handling of them.

“That’s why there are those within the military and some noble families who call someone like me a false hero. That’s correct in a way. I don’t have the [Blue] attribute after all…….But what is required of a hero is symbolic value. Even if it is a false hero, if it can lead the nation to victory and save the people’s livelihood, there is no difference between it and the real thing. That’s what I think. And both I, and Towa, have the power to do so.”

That’s what he concluded, with an impassioned speech and a deep exhalation to quell his exuberant thoughts.

“I don’t know this woman called Shiro. However, in this short time, I have come to understand that she is loved by many. For me, even the visitors are someone who should be helped out and saved. Although I am in a position that knows about this crisis and is able to rush to the scene, in this situation where I cannot put that into practice, I cannot help but feel ashamed. That’s why I at least want to help you.

I am willing to share my ‘Power’ with you.”

Back to the present.

“…What the hell is this?”

Ryke looked around, as if in doubt.

It was a [Black] box.

The box-shaped field that envelops Kousuke and Ryke.

The ground, the walls, and even the ceiling were made up of writhing black. It was an [Execution Ground].

[Black] gushed out of the ground.

Only on Ryke’s side.

Kousuke, standing on the sandy beach while watching Ryke sink into the shallow water, was composed.           [ED: All this talk about the beach and water is figurative]

Ryke frowned slightly.

A moment later, he covers all his body with [Dawn].

“I see! [Black]’s ability is to swallow! So you’re going to swallow my magic from a long distance and reduce my power! Indeed, if you think about it, it was odd that you only ate my arm at that time. The correct answer is to make it larger and swallow my whole body. Why didn’t you do it? No, that’s not it, right? You couldn’t do it! So inexperienced! Even [Dawn’s Light] can’t be prevented without deploying more than one, so there’s no way they can eat me at once! Hence, you’ve taken measures to narrow the scope of your activity to keep me in contact with [Black] for longer! But, but! You’re so stupid! You should have stayed outside! That way, you could have still eaten some of my power! However, this is the end of the line. Begone, scoundrel!

[Dawn’s Light].

Rain of murderous rays of light.

Their number must have easily exceeded a hundred.

It has the power to fill up the inside of the box.

Kousuke looked at it and smiled.

“…[Black Eater [Predation]], [White Creation [White Groundwork]]”

A jet-black slash greeted the torrential rain of light rays.

“Foolish! Your [Black] can’t be compared to my [Dawn] at ……Impo…….ssible……”

Contact was momentary.

There was no competition.

The winner is the black.

To be precise, the winner is [Black] with a [White] included inside.

“No way, no way, no way! What have you done? Just now, that was Sir Claire Bedivia’s [White]! You’ve got them waiting outside this box! Shame on you, you coward! Don’t you have any sense of pride?”

……Well, I’m impressed by how he keeps fabricating so much just to justify himself.

…Well, it’s not unreasonable to be suspicious.

Kousuke is indeed inferior to Ryke in terms of level.

Although [Black Night] allows predation without regard to level, it’s not necessarily infinite, and even if it is, it’s clear that the mental pollution value would be disastrous if he relied on it.

So Kousuke borrowed power.

No, as Lucius said, a share.

In other words, he was given a share.

Ryke’s shock did not stop there.

He tried to challenge Kousuke to a close-quarters fight and failed.

[Black] that had already risen to just below his waist coagulated like ice.

There’s a mixture of [Blue] – or [Ice] to be exact, but its power is comparable to [Blue] – added in there.

“………… Lord Gramlunate’s power.”

And Ryke noticed that there was more to this.

The size of the box was shrinking, bit by bit.

“What ……you! What did you do?!”

Finally, fear appeared in his expression.

“Which is more painful to you… me explaining it or not? Tell me which one will make you suffer more; I will do just that.”

“…..Don’t get full of yourself, and get on with it!”

I wonder what happened to playing it ‘fair’. Just as he thought that, murderous rays of light homed in from behind him.

However, they all burned up before they could even touch Kousuke.

After that, they were swallowed up by [Black].

“[Fire]……No, unless you’re at Lord Syncentence Arthur’s level, something like burning my magic ……-! You bastard, if… no way! Something like that can’t be possible!!!”

“What? I’m starting to enjoy listening to your voice a bit, so tell me. What’s impossible?”

Ryke’s expression twitched as beads of sweat appeared on his face.

“–You ate it, the power of heroes!”

“Correct.”

Kousuke smiles dismissively.

Kousuke’s predation is not consistent in frequency, but he is able to take possession of the predator’s characteristics.

For example, the ‘Black Hero’ ate part of the Evil God and became the ‘Dark Hero’.

In other words, even though the Evil God is not dead, he is able to use the power of the Evil God.

In other words, even if the target does not die, the acquisition of abilities through predation can occur.

So, where does a part of the body/magic get its acquisition potential from?

In conclusion, it really doesn’t matter even if it’s something trivial.

So Kousuke ate the magic of the heroes many times, and furthermore, he swallowed their hair.

And then he got it.

“I am who I am. I’m but a [Black], [White], [Blue], [Crimson] and [Divine Healing] hero, thanks to everyone else.”

Ryke was shocked.

For him, this was unthinkable.

To Ryke, who was proud of his power, the event of other heroes giving their power to Kousuke was nothing short of an absurd event for him.

For Lucius, it was out of goodwill.

For Elfi, it was out of curiosity.

For Towa, it was out of a whim.

For Quin, it was out of friendship.

The reasons were different, but none of them objected.

Kousuke has embraced their powers and became powerful.

“…………Impossible. The power given by God? Using that power which was made to make yourself happy, for someone else’s sake? Just thinking about it creeps me out!”

With a *swoosh*, a ray of light pierces the same part that Shiro was hit at.

But it wasn’t Kousuke’s abdomen, but Ryke’s.

“That’s what I wanted to hear. “Creeps me out!” huh? Sorry, I forgot to tell you, but I already got [Dawn] too. Go ahead and feel disgusted please.”

Ryke still tried to kill Kosuke.

He tried to activate his magic.

However, it was unsuccessful.

The box has already been turned into a passage that is wide enough for only one person.

The [Black] which had been holding his feet to the ground dissipated.

“[Black] can choose what to eat. Smart, right? I’ve already devoured your magic. But it’s okay. Your physical functions are intact. Come on, let’s continue this Murderous Parade!”

“This is my loss.”

Ryke went on his knees with his head touching the floor. (TL: Dogeza’ed)

“I apologize for my rudeness! I’m so sorry! I swear I will never do anything like this again! Please, please, please forgive me!”

“I can’t.”

Kousuke kicked Ryke in the head.

His body was blown off and slammed into the [Black] wall.

At the same time, tentacles reached out from the wall and became the fetters that restrained his body.

“I know your character. Just as you gave in to Quin’s threats, you only flattered me because you recognized me as stronger than you. I don’t feel sorry. You will only behave like this in front of me and Quin. I think there’s a difference between a problem that can be undone and a problem that can’t be undone. I won’t say that murderers can’t be rehabilitated or anything like that. It’s not about hurting or killing someone, it’s about the way you think, and what you can and can’t do about it.”

“W- Wait, wait! I mean it! Serious apology! Whatever I can do to help! I will apologize! Even to Shiro!”

“Then bring Shiro’s mother back to life. Right At This Moment.

“……..”

“You can’t? What the hell. You’re just so crappy.”

“Yeah, but I’ll show my sincerity in any other way! I can give you all my private property! Or, if you think about it, killing me here won’t get you anywhere! I’m a hero! I’ve demonstrated a tremendous contribution to the development of the nation! And you, by the way, how about you? You have a bright future ahead of you, but you’ve only conquered one labyrinth! If you kill me here, I’m sure the royal family will not look at you favorably.”

“Oh, so you want me to forgive you for my own sake?”

“Yes. In addition, I swear to you that I will help you in the future! Y- Yes, yes, there was a slave in the [Shizukutei of Life] bar. Since I don’t think those scums can afford something like that, that thing must be yours, right? I was instrumental in the invasion of Giborne, but I have made friends with the slavers. If you wish, I will find the beauty you desire and will deliver her to you. That thing was a poor brat, but a mature Giborne woman is nice, you know? Maybe it’s because they grew up in the snow country, but their skin is clear and white, a dazzling beauty! Of course, I don’t care how you use it. I’ve broken a few bodies myself, but I haven’t had any problems because the contractor cleans them up nicely! Hey, there’s more! You have a magic tool! I have sixteen tools that I keep in reserve for the country, so if you don’t mind, they can be all yo-…”

“That’s enough.”

Ryke seemed to have taken that as forgiveness.

He let out a breath of relief along with a flirtatious smile.

“There’s one thing I’m going to correct you on, Ryke.”

“Oh, my mistake? If you say so, I will fix what is lacking. I swear.”

“Lucius has informed the Crown of your actions. Then he called the top brass and all the heroes except you, and they voted for “Whether or not we should get rid of the problem child”.”

“…….”

Blood drained from Ryke’s face.

“I participated too. And when I told them that I would inherit [Dawn], so there would be no problem such as a loss of strength, they all agreed. Because isn’t that right? [Black] has more mythology in it than [Dawn], and it has tremendous appeal.”

“………… ah, …… ah……. ah……”

“So, I’ve got a green light for executing you. So you see… killing you won’t hurt anyone’s feelings. So, for example, if I do this…”

He cuts off his right leg with a blade made out of light.

“And if I do this.”

He chops off his left leg.

“No one will get angry, and no one will come to help you.”

Ryke did not even scream.

That’s how desperate he was.

With tears streaming down his eyes, sweating profusely, and even drooling, Ryke pleaded for his life.

“…… Please, Kuro. Please forgive me.”

“At times like this, I try to imagine what it would be like to be in the other’s shoes and give my answer. You said you’d cut off my extremities and shove Shiro’s womb in my mouth. That wasn’t a joke, was it? You were really going to do that, weren’t you? If we were going to do a simple fight, it wouldn’t have gone that far. In a duel… yeah, something like that can’t be forgiven. But this isn’t the same, right? We’re killing each other, aren’t we? The only way to end this is for one of us to die, right?”

Kousuke remembered Shiro and called off any further questions and answers.

A section of the wall opens up.

“I’m leaving now.”

“……W- Will you forgive me?”

“No, I’ll eat you slowly. The space will get smaller and smaller, and [Black] will prey on your flesh bit by bit. By the way, I’ve partially dulled your brain functions with [Divine Healing]. That’s why you won’t be able to pass out from the pain, and the substances in your brain that relieve the pain stopped being released. Enjoy your suffering until your life extinguishes. That’s how I plan on sending you off. This is your punishment.”

“What?! Wait for me, Kuro! I can be useful! I won’t let it cost you a dime! From now on, I pledge my allegiance to you personally, not Daltra! So!”

“Hey, Ryke.”

“What? Say whatever you want.”

“Do you think we’ll ever be given a third life?”

“…………”

“If you reincarnate again, come and take your revenge on me. I feel happy just by having the thought of killing you for a second time. So, you know, come on. I’ve heard enough. You’re going to die here this time.”

Kousuke closes [Black] with a big smile on his face.

The last thing he saw from Ryke was his despairing face. He felt better, and a little refreshed.

It’s not much different from when he killed his sister’s killer.

Killing a scum doesn’t make him feel great.

But the minute the scum is gone, the damage that they can deal gets suppressed.

Well, that’s fine I guess.

Kousuke pushed Ryke out of his thoughts and rushed to Shiro.


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“I intend to… cross the border.”

“…Eh? Y- You mean…?”

“Yeah, just like you two.”

“Why?! Why’s a human like you going to the beastman continent!”

“Huh? Obviously, it’s because I wanna see it.”

“………Hai?” (TL: Come again?)

“I don’t give a damn about politics. I do what I want and stop at nothing, not even killing if someone stands in my way.”

The silence continues for a while

“………… pfft.”

Arnold blows up and laughs loudly. Seeing Arnold laughing at him again, a blue vein bulges out on Hiiro’s forehead.

“What’s so funny, pervert?”

“Are you trying to stick that title to me!?”

“Anyway, I’m just doing the same as you guys.”

Arnold suddenly said with a serious look.

“It’s not a field trip, man. The ‘Gabranth’ are currently trigger-happy in more than one way. If they spot a human, it won’t end well.”

“Fine by me. I’ll turn the tables on them!”

“…Are you serious?”

“Naturally. I’ve no reason to run away.”

“The beastmen are strong though.”

“But I’m stronger.”

Since he had the ≪Word Magic≫, he believed that it would work out.

“You don’t say now. I’m getting more and more interested in you.”

“Stop it, you’re giving me shivers. I don’t swing that way.”

“Neither do I, damn it! Who’s homo, you bastard!?”

Arnold then shouted “Can’t you take this seriously?” angrily, whereas Hiiro responded “Probably not” indifferently.

Watching over their exchange, Muir once again let out a small smile.

But Hiiro got curious about it and asked her “What’s wrong?”

“Oh, I’m sorry!”

“No, I was just asking”

“Ah, I thought…that…Hi- Hiiro-san is a good person…”

“I’m a good person? This is the first time I’m hearing someone say that to me, and I never thought someone will ever say that to me… and for some reason, it’s kind of grossing me out.”

“Oi, oi, Muir, what part of this guy is good?You meant he is a bad person, right?”

“N- No, that’s not true! Hiiro-san saved me, and then there’s………… anyway he’s just a nice guy!”

Pressured by Muir’s expression, Arnold went silent while scratching his cheek.

“Well, I don’t care whether I’m a good person or not. More importantly, can you show me what’s under that hat?”

“…… Eh?”

Muir looked troubled by the sudden and unexpected request, but as for Hiiro, he had a desire to see not only the tail but also the animal ears. After all, if you’ve come to another world, you would want to see it at least once.

“It’s no good?”

“Um, …… ah, …… yes, then ……”

She looks upward embarrassedly, but when she touches her hat, that which was hidden underneath slowly appears.

“Ho ho, I see.”

“Ugh, ugh, ……this is somewhat embarrassing…….”

There were unmistakable beast ears there, just like those seen in anime and manga. They twitched and twitched, and it looked really cute.

He nodded with satisfaction, thinking that it was a good omen that he was able to observe a beastman, which he had always wanted to see, so soon after coming to this world.

Honestly speaking, he wanted to take a closer look at it and even touch it, but as expected, that’s not something he would be able to do on their first meeting, and he decided to hold back considering that the other party was from the opposite sex, even if they were young.

“That’s enough. Thank you.”

“Uh-huh.”

Muir’s expression didn’t change much, but when she put her hat back on, she turned over to hide her face as well. Apparently, she was quite embarrassed about it.

Seeing Muir act like that, Arnold went “Grrr!” groaning in frustration. Not liking the mood flowing between Hiiro and Muir, he barged in between the two.

“What is it, old man?”

“No, no, it’s nothing.”

“You are being suspicious though?” (TL: Yeah, he is pretty sus…)

Who wouldn’t think anything of the sight of him suddenly stepping in between and whistling poorly?

“Anyway, our meeting must be some kind of fate. And we’re heading in the same direction too. Wanna come with us? I will guide you there.”

“Stop messing around. What nonsense is that? I’m just fine by…”

Saying so, he suddenly made a somewhat musing face and fell silent, so Arnold asked him.

“Wh- What’s wrong?”

“You meant to say: Please come with us. Right?”

“Grr, …… this brat is……, he’s really, really messed up.”

He glared at Hiiro while grinding his teeth, but sighed right afterward.

“Haah~ I can’t win against you with words. Fine, we’ll come with you.”

“Do what you want.”

Originally, Hiiro had planned to act alone, but this was a good opportunity to learn about the beastman.

It was definitely better to have some background knowledge about his destination, the beastman continent. Therefore, he permitted them to accompany him.

“Oh, and…”

Suddenly Arnold glared at him with narrowed eyes.

“What is it?”

“Just a warning.”

“Again, what is it?”

“Don’t mess with………… Muir.”

“I’m a normal person you damn pervert.”

“Don’t screw with me! I’m also super normal, you fool!”

“Mh? That’s a first. I certainly don’t have an interest in little girls, but I was sure you did?”

“Yoshi, yoshi, yoshiii. Come, let’s take this outside! You rotten brat!”

“We’re already outside, lolicon.”

“Don’t call me that!”

Muir wearily shrugged her shoulders on their never-changing exchange and whispered with a voice so quiet that it couldn’t be heard by anyone.

“Muh, I’m not a little girl.”

Her murmur drifted away with the wind.


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