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

After spending the night with Jen, Taketo sneaked back to his barn in the morning.

Ulu is breathing in the barn. On top of that, a little Tonyoshi lay down with Goron. As the tacket approached, he opened his thin eyes and looked at us, and then he stopped by, so he held it and made it a pillow, and the tacket lay on the belly of Ur. I fell asleep at some point.

It would have been about an hour in time, but I fell asleep a little and my head was quite refreshed.

And when I get up at the same time as usual in the morning, I take Tonyoshi to my mother's house to eat breakfast.

In the dining room, Chante was already preparing his breakfast.

"Ah, good morning. Chante"

When Taketo calls, Chante returns "good morning" as usual. However, Taketo felt a small discomfort in his expression and voice. I'm not sure what's different from usual, but is that it? There was a slight discomfort that caught me.

I feel a different distance than usual.

"What's wrong? Chante, are you feeling all right?

Chante shook her neck small and sideways in the words of Taketo. Her smooth silver hair swayed with a gentle curve.

"Yeah, it's nothing."

"... are you mad about yesterday?

For a moment, I felt Chante's shoulders twitching in the words of Taketo.

After all, I see. I think he was angry, and Taketo apologizes immediately.

"I'm sorry. I was going to be back soon, but I couldn't go home because I had a little business to attend to."

I ended up going home in the morning without even eating dinner. I wasted dinner. She may have been waiting a long time. However, Chante shook his neck even bigger.

"Yeah, it's nothing. Come on, let's eat. Yes, this is for Tong."

Chante did not look at the tacket, but placed the stew dishes and the dishes with bread on the table one after the other, which he carried in the tray. Place a tonyoshi plate at the foot of the tacket seat.

Uh-huh.

When Taketo lowered Tonyoshi to the floor, he lowered his hips to his seat. If you think about it, I haven't eaten anything since lunch yesterday. I should have been very hungry. But somehow I'm not willing to eat much. Instead, I had no choice but to worry about Chante's attitude.

There was no usual conversation, and when they arrived at each other's seats they silently carried the meal to their mouths. Always.

"I want that", "I want to eat another meal", and Tonyoshi, who is noisy, doesn't talk to me today about whether he felt a different atmosphere.

It's kind of awkward.

Chante can tell by her attitude that she is dissatisfied with some sort of tacket, but the tacket itself doesn't really see what it is. Having skipped dinner without contacting me has actually been soft before, but I have never been so angry. This time, it felt completely different from before.

(I wonder what. I must have done something....)

While we're doing this, we'll both be finished eating. Chante started cleaning up the dishes, so the tacket also stood up in a hurry to help.

"Ah, I'll wash it."

When I tried to grab the plate, the hand of the tacket touched Chante.

Hold each other's hands as if they were solidified.

Ah, the moment I thought about it. Chante leaned her face down and let out her words in a snug and quick tone.

"Taketo... don't hesitate to say that we live together.

Heh?

Unable to grasp the meaning of Chante's words, Taketto shouted out a lost voice.

Chante's eyes were red, shaking her silver hair and lifting her face. Moreover, even though the tacket is upset, I don't know what to do and don't know what to say. Chante continued on such a tacket.

"Besides, Taketo only rents a house here. That's why you're not qualified to say anything to me...

"Eh... eh!? Hey... what are you talking about?

I do rent a house and live there, but what qualifications?

When I was in a hurry, I found that Chante made my eyes shine stronger. Tears accumulated in those blue eyes.

"Taketo, there's someone you like, right? In that case, you can go there all the time. Why are you coming back to me? Why are you back here?

"... someone you like!?

I thought there might be someone else in front of me like that, and when I came out of my mouth, I heard tongs and knocking on the door.

I wonder why visitors come from this early morning. It's not that far now. I thought I might not hear it for a moment, but the sound of banging on the door gets even louder.

I couldn't help but say, "Yes!" and walked up to the door with a big crotch to open the door.

I thought the neighbor had come to ask me to lend me laundry soap again, but it was an unexpected person standing behind the door.

A middle-aged man wearing a jacket and a chicken outfit. His hat is well worn by the carriage lord. There was a royal crest beside the hat. The man looks at the tacket and lowers his head deeply and respectfully with his right hand on his stomach.

"Dear Taketo Himkai, I'm here to pick you up."

"... yes?

A carriage towed by a white horse stops in front of the house. The door was also carved with a large royal crest.

"Thank you for calling."

He did not say who it was. If you don't dare, you'll soon know who it is. The most powerful man in this country... that's Jen.

I don't think we should do it now.

"Thank you for calling."

He repeated the same line again without raising his head. Besides, it seemed that Taketto had no right of veto or choice.

Perhaps this is how he keeps his head down here until the tacket goes. I can't keep talking to Chante anymore.

Taketo sighed.

"... okay. Let's go."

When he answers, Taketo looks back at Chante.

"... I'm sorry. That's why we'll continue talking at night....."

Before I finished, Chante grabbed Tongi and pressed him into the hand of the tacket without saying anything. Tongi is comparing Taketo and Chante to be worried.

"Chante....."

While receiving Tongi, the tacket should not be worried about Chante lying down. I didn't want to interrupt the conversation halfway, but Chante shouted low before Taketo spoke.

"If I was going to see him again soon, I should have never come back."

"Huh? Who's that?

I tried to answer, but before that Chante closed the door to push the tacket out.

"... to...?

Besides, you can hear the chatter and lock the key from the other side.

It's completely locked out.

The inside of the head of the tacket becomes pure white. I couldn't keep up with what was going on and just stood in front of the door.

Tonyoshi, who was held in the chest of such a tacket, said a word.

"Ah, your husband. You've been thrown away."

A cold, empty wind passed around the stunned tacket.