My parents weren't there at birth anymore.

So I managed to live long enough, eating food that the adults in the herd would feel at random.

Honestly, I've never eaten full.

Just distract the hunger with what someone left to eat.

So I always thought if you could eat food full, you'd be happy.

The Cobolt herd where I am was the largest group known as the Central Group.

The leader who leads the herd is Mutant Cobolt.

He was strong and smart. And more importantly, he had control.

Many adult cobolts admired and obeyed him like that.

Of course I admired him.

Because Kobolt has an instinct to be attracted to the strong.

That was no exception to me.

Let's change the story.

Basically, I spend the day holding my nose.

This is because the smell of balm trees is intolerable.

The origin of the flock, called the central group, is because it forms a settlement in the middle of a boxyard centered around a balm tree. I don't care about the smell. Cobolt might have been good with that, but it was painful for me to not like the scent of citrus fruit.

Especially the aroma that exudes from the fruit of the tree makes your nose squirm intensely.

That's why I was building my place away from the herd.

One day, when I went to the settlement, the group was devastated.

The adults were murdered unharmed and their leader, Mutant Cobolt, was furious.

I just stumbled upon the sight.

The only thing I understood was to say that the enemy had attacked the settlement.

Only that more than twenty companions were killed by a single enemy could I understand at the time. So I thought a terrible, terrible enemy had killed the adults.

The next day, the leader, the mutant Cobolt, was also killed.

I was scared. I trembled just thinking about how many monsters had come to the land.

Sooner or later, the monster must catch me and eat.

I was hiding at my residence thinking about it.

In conclusion, the monster did not come to me.

On the contrary, wait, wait, wait. They're hungry.

I decided that the monster would have gone somewhere and I started looking for food.

Surviving adults and children were supposed to be joining another herd.

Normally I should go that way. [M]

But there was no guarantee that the monster would not strike the herd again.

That's why I dared to choose to live alone.

Now that I think about it, there was no guarantee that I wouldn't be attacked because I was alone, but I felt like I had caught the right answer and didn't think too deeply about it.

The search for food was difficult.

What I get as a child is a fruit at best.

I want meat. Eat the meat. My instincts as a cobolt tormented me.

Maybe I could have hunted better with my parents.

If my father had taught me how to hunt, one might have managed to get as little prey as possible.

Every time I thought of that, my heart was badly depressed.

One day, I met a creature I'd never seen before.

I don't have hair like a cobolt. I put a lot of weird things on my body.

Plus my fingers didn't have sharp nails, and my mouth didn't have fangs to eat meat off.

They smiled when they saw me.

"You're a cobolt with a face like a wooden dog. Isn't she cute?"

"Really? I think all the kids in Kobolt are like this, though?

"All right, come here. If you want meat, I'll do it."

"Hey, listen to me!

The two creatures were making strange noises.

One is black in the head and the other is golden.

However, there seemed to be no hostility, and the blacker head in the two was offering me something meaty.

My vigilance blew away in an instant.

Maybe that's all I was hungry for.

When I put the received meat in my mouth, the elasticity and flavor of my teeth, unlike raw meat, struck me straight in the brain. What delicious meat.

It tasted better than any meat I've ever had.

Somehow it feels like the delicious part has hardened.

I was so obsessed with it.

"Delicious? Look, there's more."

The strange creatures offer me meat one after another.

When I received it and put it in my mouth, I felt happier than ever before.

"Well, I hope to see you again somewhere"

The black-headed creature waves and tries to leave.

I cling to my feet thinking I could get more meat if I followed.

"There's no more meat. You liked dried meat that much?

I respond to ringing noises. [M]

Take me. Don't leave me alone.

Then the black-headed creature strokes my head before laughing.

"All right, then you're pero from today on. Sometimes I come here, so give me a break today."

Pero. The word strangely lingered in my ear.

That's when I never thought of a name. [M]

Because Cobolt wasn't in the habit of giving it a name.

In the end, the two creatures left intact.

I was just happy that day that my heart was filled. [M]

From time to time, those two creatures began to pass near their dwellings.

Of course I remember the smell, so as soon as I get by, I'll go see him.

The black head smiles and strokes his head when he looks at me.

The golden ones stroke me, but I tend to be a little reluctant.

I always feel happy getting meat. [M]

The smell then made me feel more comfortable and happy when I hugged the black one.

"Bye. Pero."

But they always give meat and then leave.

I want you to take me with you. I want to feel happier.

Desperately clinging, but pulled and left.

Next. Next time, let's have them take us.

So determined.

The next time I saw the two of them, it was different than usual.

The black head offered the meat and then the water.

I had this horrible feeling about the sparkling water.

I don't know why. Anyway, the water is fear itself.

But the black head stays smiling at me.

I thought of something there.

He said he was trying to add me to the herd whether or not to drink this water.

Then I'll have to drink it.

I had decided it was time to follow you this time.

If you never drink up your will, you can burn your throat or stomach as if you swallowed a fire.

The heat spreads throughout the body. Sooo I felt my thoughts cleared up.

And I became the Holy Beast.

We may not even have to talk afterwards.

I became part of the homeless and I became your father's child.

There's just a little bit more to this story.

As a matter of fact, when I first met your father, I immediately found out that he was the one who killed Mutant Cobolt.

Anyway, I have a good nose. I can remember the smell of the enemy in an instant.

Still, I thought I'd get close because I didn't have too much hostility towards your father.

In addition, we at Kobolt have the instinct to prefer the strong. If the person who killed the leader has the qualities to lead the herd, we at Kobolt will follow nature and its opponents.

But it's not instinct to like your father. It's my will.

I wanted to follow him that day because he was my father who gave me dried meat.

Now I'm proud of the name Pero Tanaka.

Oh, that's a little long to talk about.

Then we'll talk about adventure again tomorrow.

Good night.