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

Brigitta walks along the excavated canal with Tongi in her arms. Around here is a desolate land with sparsely growing grass.

Beyond his gaze, he saw a corner lined up with simplified tents and poor huts. There is a very large building in the corner. When I passed by the side of the building before I came here, I noticed that there must be a cafeteria because it smelled good.

When I came to the front of the building and put my hand on the door, the door opens independently. There were just three men coming out of the room talking.

I can't rely on my current director.

Kyah

It was inevitable because it was pushed against the door by the wipe, and Brigitta stuck her buttocks while holding Tonyoshi.

"Oops. I'm sorry, miss. Are you hurt? I'm sorry for being careless."

One of the men reached out to Brigitta. A man with a shirt dirty with dust and work pants. You must be a worker here.

"No, it's okay."

When he smiled back, Brigitta grabbed the hand offered. Brigitta's body is easily triggered.

"Thank you."

Brigitta gently bends her knees to thank her.

In addition to seemingly childish Brigitta's thoughts, did the man feel uncomfortable with adult manners? "Hmm?" But when they talked to me, I walked away.

Brigitta pulls the door again and enters the building.

Inside, as Brigitta predicted, it was like a cafeteria where the workers ate. About half of the seats are filled at this time, but even if all of them are filled, none of the workers here will fit. I may be using it on a time shift basis.

Brigitta walked up to an empty table near the counter and put Tongi on her lap as she sat down on her chair. Behind the counter is a kitchen where you can see the cooks working busily.

It's kind of awkward to eat yourself first, even though the Tackets are still out fighting the Golem. I wish I could get you something warm to drink, but I'm sorry to ask you to come to the kitchen, which seems busy. When the number of people decreased slightly and the kitchen settled down, I decided to call and stroked Tonyoshi's back while I was sleeping and looked inside the dining room.

As you can see, the workers are all wearing short-sleeved shirts and tank tops in similar work pants. But there are different races. There are a lot of dark hair like a tacket that is not very common in King's Landing, and there are a lot of beasts. It's a utility of this size. They must have gathered manpower from all over the country.

(You're really from many places.)

When I looked at it blurry, I was late to realize that there was a voice calling out to me from the side.

"Lady. Lady."

"Huh? Ah, oh. You mean Walawa?

"You don't have any other girls, do you?

It was a middle-aged woman in the back of the kitchen who came to me. She cuts something with a knife and laughs cheerfully with a sobaceous face.

"You don't look familiar. Are those the guys on that big dog? You're waiting for them to come back. Shall I warm you up with goat milk?

I wonder if the general is cutting this cafeteria. Her tone seems to soften the child. Because of Brigitta's young appearance, children are often treated by strangers. Correcting each one is cumbersome, so while the bridger is properly aligned,

"Yes, I'll take it."

I decided to sweeten your words.

The truth is, the workers who have finished one job at the other table want to drink more alcohol, but I'll put up with it with milk because it looks like trouble.

"Come on, slow down."

The general in the kitchen poured about half the hot milk into the wine mug and put it in front of Brigitta. The moisture and white water are rising.

"Thank you."

When Brigitta smiled small and thanked her, she lifted the mug with both hands and put a sip of milk in her mouth as she cooled down.

Compared to the milk I usually drink, the taste is rich and delicious, but it has a slightly wild flavor and a strong habit. Some people don't like this unique flavor, but I didn't dislike Brigitta.

"Does that pig have any milk?

The lady said, pointing at Brigitta's lap, with a big ball in her hand.

No, I think he's asleep, that's fine.

I see. Well, tell me when you get up. I'll get you ready. "

He seems to be kind and kind.

When Brigitta smiles and says, "Thank you for everything," she laughs and says, "Don't mind."

"It's been a long time since someone sat in that seat.... I just remembered something. I came with Hollo on my own. No, Atashi, I wonder what you're saying to the customer."

The maid touches her eyes with her fingers while holding the ball. Brigitta noticed that the technique seemed to wipe away tears.

"Long time no see...?

"Ah... that seat. It was always the seat where the field director was sitting."

"When it comes to on-site supervision... you know, a young man like Hodge?

When Brigitta asks, she makes it hard to say, "No..." However, since Brigitta was always looking to encourage continuation, he continued to talk about whether he could no longer stand his gaze.

He was Hodge's former field director, Chepette.

Chepette is said to have been a veteran since the early stages of this canal development. She likes alcohol and often drank ale from this seat at the end of work.

"I still remember him tilting the Yale cup there alone, just like yesterday. He was stubborn and biased, but his arms were certain. The workers were trustworthy, and above all, it's not strange that this huge construction has been carried out continuously because of him. But I guess I drank too much..."

Her gaze farther away.

"He died three months ago. At that canal construction site. I was just working away from everybody, and when I found out, I fell down."

By the time they found out, it was too late and her heart had stopped.

"I wish my heart and liver were broken because I was initially suffering from inactivity. I had a seizure. But I can't believe I'm going to die like that while I'm at work."

Brigitta was silently listening to her without saying anything. I didn't want to be an innocent imitation of memory stories.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Tell a kid like you this. That seat was like a private seat for Grandpa Chepette, so nobody's been sitting there since. Now, remember me. Now we have to finish cooking dinner."

The seat was occupied by Brigitta, who knew nothing about it, so she pushed the switch on her memory.

"No, it was a valuable story."

Looking at her as she returned to the kitchen, a nuisance rang overhead, striking the entire ceiling.

"Oh, it's raining."

She stops her legs and looks up. Brigitta glanced at the ceiling casually. The sound of rain was strong, and the intensity was increasing, hitting the ceiling. This is quite the strength of the rain legs.

And the door opened, and a few people rushed in.

Hee. I didn't make it. "

Sounds familiar. Turning to him, the tackles came into the cafeteria. All three had wet hair and shoulders. Subsequently, the other workers were seen coming back to the cafeteria one after the other.

The tacket also noticed Brigitta, and he's walking over here.

"It was about to rain, so I hurried back, but I almost got out of there."

"Just wipe it off first."

"Come on, Taketo. You'll catch a cold if you don't wipe it properly.

Chante gave him a towel, and Taketo wiped his head with it.

"So, how did it go?

It was Karon who opened his mouth to Brigitta's question.

"I tried anesthesia guns and all that...."

As Karon, who was returning, tried to explain what had happened, Tongi, who was sleeping on Brigitta's lap, raised his head groanly. I guess I woke up to the noise that suddenly became noisy. Tonyoshi smells the air with you.

"... this smell..."

Then I twitched my dripping ears to make my eyes shine.

"The smell of rain! It smells like rain! Rain!!!

"Hee? What happened to the rain...?

But as if the question of the tacket had not been heard, Tonyoshi said, "Rain!". And as he stood up, he jumped out of Piong and Brigitta's lap and ran towards the entrance door with the momentum. When the other workers come back and the door opens, they jump out through their feet.

"Ah, hey! Tongi!?

I followed Tonyoshi, who jumped out in the rain, and I followed him.