I Became a Regulatory Official for the Poaching of Monsters, but the Rescued Monsters are trying to Eat Me

Though I think I have to run away, on the other hand, I'm kind of tired of a series of things I don't understand from before. I don't care what happens anymore. The feeling of giving up was beginning to buzz up in my heart.

The pointing arrow looks blurry at the tacket. I understand that it is directed at me, but the temper to avoid does not boil.

I don't know if it makes sense, but I wanted to tell her that I didn't want to resist, so I raised my hands loosely with my knees on the ground.

Eyes meet the opponent holding the bow. He squeezed his bow at us.

When I was ready to be shot...

They suddenly panicked when they noticed something. The bow that was pointed at us is also pointed in a different direction away from the tacket.

(Eh, what's wrong...?

Some threw a bow at somewhere, and some pulled the horse's rope and changed direction, and ran out in haste. Everyone seems to be afraid of something.

What happened this time? And the taxi looked toward the one they were looking at. I felt strangely relieved that something unexplained happened from next to next, and I wouldn't be surprised what happened anymore.

The sight of the tacket suddenly darkens.

It felt like the wind was passing through the bait with a 'big shadow'.

(What?)

No sound. The "Big Shadow" stood gently in front of the furry humans who were trying to escape. A giant body that looks like two or three times the size of an elephant, with glossy black hair in the wind. Pins and upward-facing triangular ears, a tail long enough to get to the ground, and a large ripped mouth, with sharp teeth peering in between.

Sole was in the shape of a huge dog.

No, it was something like a dog. Could be a wolf. Anyway, it's such a creature. But I've never seen such an idiot dog. The tacket is overwhelmed by its size for the time being. I don't know whether the dog is an enemy or an ally.

But...

I thought it was beautiful.

I wonder if such beautiful creatures really exist on this earth. I even felt divine when I stood up, and I couldn't help but see it.

The black dog wasn't the only one I fell in love with.

Like the joke, there was a girl straddling around the neck of a big stupid black dog. A girl in her late teens.

The wind stirred her long, straight silver hair up to her waist. Put it on with your hands and the girl puts it on her ear. The tacket did not give a glimpse, and the straight eyes, which were still haunted, were sharpened and pointed at the furry people that straddled the horses and the eagles that rolled between them.

White, clear skin, like glasswork or pottery made by a masterpiece of the Genesis, and long, smooth limbs. She puts a doll about a meter in length on her lap. While supporting the doll with his left hand, he shouted something with his right hand poking forward.

A pale light runs around to echo that voice. As the tacket glared at the dazzle, a thunderous sound of burrs roared, and screams were heard everywhere. In response to the girl's raised hand and thrown words, a small thunderbolt appeared to have struck the furry humans and fell over them.

Fur people can't resist and stop moving. The man who had the bow also slowly lowered his hands and tightened himself on the horse. It also looks like light black smoke is rising from the body. Some fell off horses. She's moaning, so I don't think she's dead.

A fur man was desperately trying to stand up as if he were a cane, pulling out a sword he was pointing at his waist while shaking his body little by little. The resentful eyes are directed at the girl and the black dog.

When the girl uttered something, the giant black dog opened his bright red mouth, exhaled haha, and took a facedown position. From behind, a silver-haired girl comes down with a doll in her arms. And in front of the furry people, I put up the doll I was holding.

No, something like that doll, wearing a purple, ruffled dress like Godzilla and a little bit of blue-green hair, stood firmly on the ground with two feet. I always thought it was a doll because the shape was too shaped, but the sole walked out with its own feet with the slippery movement of something that was terribly small.

Apparently, she was a living girl, not a doll. Its left eye is covered with black eye bands, which makes it feel like an extra crop.

The girl, like a doll, came a few steps closer to us and smiled as she stopped her legs. Then slowly remove the eyelids.

What was under the eyelids was eyes of a different color.

Originally, the area where the white eyes are supposed to be is black, and only the area of the eyes is red. Eyes like red wildfire glowing in the darkness of night. Her blue-green hair floats against gravity. I had the illusion that the same red eyes as her eyes were shining at the tip of each one of her hair.

Suddenly, her body stopped moving after her gaze was caught in her left eye so that she could be sucked on by those strange eyes. And then Taketo's consciousness was cut off there.

The next time the tacket regained consciousness, it was somewhere like a dim room. With the stone floor rolling, and for some reason my whole body is wet. What is this? It smells like a mixture of rosemary and peppermint.

One side of the room was made of iron bars, and the furry people who were trying to catch the eagle horse nearby were rolling around, so I could imagine that they were caught somewhere like a jail cell.

Besides, your whole body feels numb. You have a disgusting feeling all over your body, like when you're sitting too low and your feet are no longer feeling. It's not like I can't move my body, but it's terrible.

And I heard someone's voice coming from behind me. I realized that there was someone else here besides myself and the furry people, and the tacket rolled its head around and looked at you.

There was a silver-haired girl and a doll-like girl.

And there's another person I don't know. No, I don't even know if I should be human in the first place. The silver-haired girl and the doll-like girl who were arguing with each other was a long man who made a human shape of the black panther "Kurohio" with black fur on his golden eyes.

Is that a rash or something? In that case, the movement is very realistic. I thought he was a man because he had a slightly higher voice like tenor. At the tip of my nose is a pair of round glasses that don't seem to fit, but does that make sense?

It's like you're stuck in the world of the tale "Togiba"? Well, I don't understand the current situation, but I imagined they were talking about the tacket because they were looking at themselves and talking about something.

I don't know what they're talking about, I hope it's not a bad thing, but I realize that I don't understand what their language is saying in the first place, even though I'm vague about it.

When Taketo got up, he probably called out to them, "Um..." I tried speaking in Japanese at first, but it doesn't seem to understand the language at all. I tried speaking English and Thai, which I had studied a little before I went on a business trip, but the reaction was the same. It didn't work at all.

I wondered what to do, but the black leopard man who seemed to have been instructed by the silver-haired girl disappeared from the scene. And when he came back in a few minutes, he had something like a little white jewel in his hand.

I wonder what a tacket is. And suddenly, the black leopard man forced his body to hold it down with a strong force, and put something like that stone in his mouth. He accidentally swallows the stone because he's pinched his nose.

If you cough in surprise,

"That's why I told you. He's not a poacher."

That's what I heard. Looking up with tearful eyes, a silver-haired girl raised her eyebrows straight as if she were angry with her hips. Her angry opponent is a girl like the doll with the eyeballs.

"And yet, if you go to Bridgetta, we'll petrify it together."

A girl like a doll called Brigitta doesn't seem to care about the words of a silver-haired girl, but puts a small arm in front of her chest and looks at her.

"It's bad to be there. Wasn't it Warawa's fault?

Instead of making a nasty gesture, he turned to the tacket and said, "Why was Sochi there? Thanks to you, we've been forced to take extra care of ourselves.".

(... what the hell is this situation?)

A girl called Brigitta put her hand on her shoulder and said, listening blurrily to the conversation while the tacket was in the middle of nowhere without knowing what it was.

"You can understand the words now, right? Welcome to the Magic Beast Poaching Control Office. Sochi, my seizure number is G-38. Would you please keep it quiet for me?

Strangely enough, since they drank something like that stone, they've understood everything they said.