I Kinda Came to Another World, but Where’s the Way Home?

- I was happy. I must have been happy.

I was born in a small village, in a small house, under a very normal family. As a dog beast, I was born beloved by my father and mother.

When I came to mind, a little scary but sweet father, a kind and always smiling mother, and one younger sister than me, a family of four who added me there, was my world.

Always, every day was happy.

I normally have friends my age, I normally run around outside, and normally I have parents who would welcome me with a smile if I went home, and my sister, who I haven't yet noticed, is punching me in the hands. I was happy eating my mother's delicious rice, getting a tumble on your father's big back.

Really, really, I wish this time would last till hours... I was happy.

But it was sudden that change came to me on a daily basis. Humans came to our village. Now that I think about it, I can tell that I was an adventurer but I preferred to commit crimes, called the Guild of Criminals.

They took away everything in our village. Money, food, life, people, they plundered everything. Even now I remember, my body is so scared that it trembles. They seemed... awesome and terrified at that time.

A friend with scratched and beaten marks saw him put in a cage.

I saw the men of the village sinking into a sea of blood.

Your father, who tried to protect me, saw me mutilated.

I saw your mother's neck trying to get away with my sister and me fall to the ground.

And including me and my sister... all the children of the beast man were caged. If we resisted, we would be beaten, and our children could only be frightened by the difference in pain and power. In the end, all I could do was... hug my still young sister's body, given to me by her mother, to protect her from them.

When I realized it, I was in tears. It was a tear I didn't really know if I was sorry, sad or desperate. Anyway, I couldn't do anything.

And at the end of the day, out of my hand. Then even my sister was taken away.

Then I became a commodity as a slave. I was afraid of everything I could see anymore, I didn't like that I had nothing left of me, I couldn't escape the darkness I didn't even know when I was going to die, it was hard to have emotions, and I just had to be silent and trembling back then.

Without a doubt, solitude then - was my despair.

But how long has it been since I've been a slave?

In the darkness that envelops me, once more... the light of happiness shined. The person who buys me shows up, sounds so tight.

The time I spent with Tight must have been... the happiest time of my life. That guy who at first thought he was going to abuse me gave me happiness. It made me a family I should have lost. You made me a family.

He listened to me so much, stroked my head gently, ate delicious rice with me, and gave me all sorts of things.

Really, really... I was happy.

Happiness came to me at the end when my father died, my mother died, my sister might have been sold as a slave somewhere, there was no more family, there was only such a bleak future.

I liked the gentle smile directed at Master Finia, the warmth of my hand stroking my head. I liked the routine of spending time with Tight, Finia, and no other love. I was happier than ever.

But such happiness was ironically... torn apart by 'brave men' who make happiness to everyone.

Dear Tight, I was so worn out I was dying, I was fighting. There was nothing I could do again. All I could do was watch. No matter how much I reached out, my tiny hand didn't reach.

So I think he felt like he was being torn apart. The tough guy… makes the decision to let me and Finia go under the brave guy.

I'll pick you up, I'll make sure you take it back. So, I want you to wait...... that's what I said, even though the face of the tough guy who made the decision to let go of me and Finia is the usual thin and laughing...... it looked so spicy that it was going to cry even now. I could see my heart crying.

- At that time, I thought you had the same face as me when they attacked the village.

So I believed in tough guys. Because I didn't want you to taste the same despair as I did.

I decided to go under the brave and wait for the tight lady to pick me up. And I swore, be strong... and now I will protect you. Don't cry anymore. From weak self, to change.

But I was stabbed by a witch... before I met Master Tight.

He wore a heart and was given the reality of death without being reunited with the tight. My vision blurred and I heard Master Finia cry.

- Oh, don't cry... Dear Finia

I tried to say that, but my mouth wouldn't move. Hot blood is filling my throat. My vision is darkening, and my consciousness is distant.

I didn't want to die. I haven't been able to return anything to you... because I haven't been able to return the happiness I received. I can't believe I'm going to die like this... not really... not terrible... I just wish I could have had a normal routine with the tights.

This world is too cruel. I can't believe you took away your parents, your sister, your hopes, your lost family, while you had me, you even took away that, and at the end of the day, you won't even allow me to be reunited like this.

But in a distant consciousness... for a moment, I felt like I heard a tough one. On my left hand, I felt something warm. I know, it's warm. It's warm, like a tight one.

- Dear Mr. Tight... here he comes, he gave me

At the end, happiness came. My vision was dark and I could only feel the feeling of my body anymore, but I still felt that I had a tight side.

If you're going to die feeling this warmth... well, that may not be bad either.

So, Dear Tight...... let me just say one last thing.

- I was happy to see you. Dear Tight,

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-... I woke up. The first thing that came into my eyes was a ceiling made of wood.

In the ceiling I had seen, I immediately found out that it was an inn where I stayed with the brave men. And understand that, I'm confused. 'Cause that wasn't supposed to be a dream... I can still clearly remember the pain I got stabbed in the chest, and the scratch... is that it?

"No scratches...?

There are no stabbing marks on the clothes, nor is there one scar on the chest. What does this mean? No way, it was really a dream...?

When I touched my head trying to remember, there was no face there that I should have had. Ha, hurry up and look around. Where the hell is Finia's life?

That's all I thought about, I noticed.

"Dear Finia...?

There is no sign of Master Finia. There was no Finia who should have been with me to go anywhere since I broke up with Tight. And I think of the worst developments.

I don't have any face, nor does Master Finia. And suppose that being stabbed by that witch wasn't a dream...... that witch destroyed your face, and Master Finia -...!

"Huh...!

I can't stay like this. Rise out of bed momentum and put your feet on the ground. We need to hurry up and go find him...! Master Finia may have died. Your face may have been broken. All that haste recruits.

Looking to walk out to the door, I noticed that my body was heavier than usual. My legs fluttered and I fell at the front. What? My body doesn't move like I thought it would... it feels like my physical abilities have dropped extraordinarily.

What happened...... but I don't have time to think about that. I need to go and make sure Master Finia is safe... and still, if Master Finia is dead, kill that witch...!

"Is that it? No, Lulu, you have to rest. Even though he's healed, he's been stabbed."

"Huh...?

Then a familiar voice came down from over my head falling into depression. It doesn't belong to Finia, it doesn't belong to the braves.

But calling me 'Lulu'... except for Master Finia and the brave, there is only one. You called me a family, you made me a family, that's the only one.

But, no, but, 'cause there's no way that guy's here.

I looked terrified. Slowly someone comes in standing in front of me in sight.

I saw black shoes.

I saw a leg wrapped in black trousers.

The body wrapped in black clothes, the buttons fastening the front glitter.

The hanging mouth end is laughing at the creepy thin, different colored eyes with both eyes.

More importantly, put Master Finia on his shoulder... this guy with that face on his head...!

"Tough... Dear"

I don't want you to wake up if you're dreaming. Finally, you picked us up... Dear Tough Guy.

Dear Finia, I'm smiling all the time over my shoulder. That smile alone made me believe in this reality. I reached out fluffy and touched my tight-like body. Touch... it's not a hallucination, it's not a dream.

This guy is definitely my family, and it's important - he's tough.

"Yeah, I'm here to pick you up. Lulu."

"Tough, dear... tough well... ugh... ugh...!

Tight hands stroked my head. Moments, whimpers leak all the time. And the worn out and the tears conveyed their cheeks. I had decided not to cry, but I miss the warmth of Dear Tight, I'm happy, I can't stop crying. Like overflowing from the chest, full, full of overflowing.

Then, Master Tight smiled bitterly and hugged me.

"Sorry to keep you waiting...... good luck, Lulu"

"Ugh... hiccups... gi, tweezers... wow!

Pompous, and a gentle slap on the back of a tight hand. I couldn't stand it anymore.

I cried out loud. Tight lady's clothes get wet in my tears, but I can't care less. As I buried my previous loneliness, I embraced Lord Tight with all my strength and wept with his chest.

It was filled with the smell of tightness and the warmth that I could feel all over my body, the feeling that it was too happy... that I could care less anymore.

I knew it... I knew I was happy to see you - Dear Tight.