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

As soon as he entered the digging cabin where he was always asleep, Criston ran into the back. The wood on the wall is broken everywhere, and the cold wind outside is blowing in.

Blankets like a rag were scattered in the room.

There are no fine beds here, and everyone is sleeping on the floor wrapped in this rag. Caron stepped over the cloth and followed him to Criston.

As he reached the deepest part of the room, he took out a small bottle from his shortbread pocket.

"How do I open this? Uh... ah, it's open. It's open."

Criston sucks the lid of the vial out with his teeth.

"Arms out."

As Karon pulled out his arm as he was told, Criston sprayed the contents of the vial on the arm wound. The liquid gets scratched.

"Ouch...."

In a moment, the wound was badly stained and the pain ran. Karon wrinkles his nose and roars small.

Well, if you get hurt like that, it'll sting your water.

"... why do you have such a thing?

He smiles back when he asks Criston for his medicine to dry quickly, fufu. He's a really good laugher.

"Just after you defeated Manticore. The customer stopped me and asked me to paint it on you."

"Customers?

Kringston nods.

"Yeah, someone I haven't seen much of. Are you here to hunt? She had short red hair and was wearing a hood. Probably a woman."

"Hmm...."

Karon himself had no idea of the appearance. I don't know why you gave me the wound medicine.

"But... is that okay? It's important, use it on me. [M] You've been hurt before, haven't you?

"Fine. Because you told me to use it, so it's yours, right?

Yes, Clinston said nothing and gave it to me as a matter of course when I opened the vial.

What a nice guy. I think so, Karon.

Children here usually don't even eat enough. I've never been treated for an injury.

But sometimes customers give me a lot of things on their own.

Sometimes it's sweets, food, cigarettes and alcohol. They basically belonged to the kid I got. Fighting and theft between children were also common.

So, no matter how much Karon told me to use it, I was surprised that he honestly gave it to me.

Even if I sneaked it into my own without telling Karon, no one would blame me.

With the vial in your pocket,

"Looks like you've been here a long time. How long have you been here?

I noticed that such a word came out of my mouth.

However, the answer from Clinston was unexpectedly elegant.

"I don't know."

"Don't know...? You mean you don't remember?

Criston nods.

"I mean, I was born here. That's why I don't know where else."

That said, Clinston smiled quietly.

In surprise, Karon's golden eyes become rounded.

"... eh. So, what about the parents...?

For a moment, I thought it was the child of an employee here, but Clinton shook his head loosely.

"I don't know my father. Probably one of the guests who came here. My mom seems to have been taking customers here, but I hardly remember because I died when I was a kid."

"Yes, what..."

Karon was depressed to hear the bad news, but Criston didn't seem to care.

"But. Everyone who comes here cries first. I want to see my mother. She wants to go home. When you first came, you cried."

"I guess so..."

It might have been. I don't want to remember much.

A short time allowed to sleep at dawn.

In the room, I could always hear a sobbing voice from somewhere. Probably the only ones who have just come to cry. After a while, the child has given up all sorts of things and stopped crying.

The children's voices caught me, and I remembered my old days many times.

It is not the home of the relatives who lived here just before they arrived, but the delicate but warm home that once lived with their parents. It was already demolished, and now it's just a place in my memory.

"Every time I saw it, I envied it. Everyone wants to go home somewhere. I don't even have that.... I don't even know how that feels."

Kristen's cold voice draws back Karon's consciousness as he immerses himself in memories. Somehow, it seemed terribly backward, so I hurried back with my words.

"Come, I'm sure you can do it. It's a place where I feel like I want to go home."

It was a word that came to mind to deceive the backlash in his heart, but Clinston turned his eyes in surprise and returned with a smile.

"I've never been told that."

Because his face looked so happy, Karon couldn't pull back and nodded really loudly.

They both knew that it was a future that would never come true.

Still, I felt like I could believe the future just for a moment.

The tragedy will happen a month later.