I Said Make My Abilities Average!

"... my daughter, anything?

Something was rubbing, and a man came out of the back of the kitchen looking panicked.

To call the toddler daughter of the receptionist would be the proprietor, or general, of this inn.

When the Beast Man is at reception, there are never many involved. I mean, getting used to it, that would be it.

But from what I've seen, the Admiral looks like a normal person.

So the mother is the Beast Man, or the one who draws his blood?

Indeed, the blood of this child's beastman seems thin. Um, the beasts I met in the woods, they were furrier and seemed to be able to do better, but this child is almost human. Except ears.

Got a tail? Got a tail? Miles couldn't help but notice that.

"Oh, no, it's nothing. Hey, this kid loves the Beast Man..."

"Dj, love the Beast Man?

To Lena's words, an incredible, face-to-face general.

Yes, it was a well-known fact to everyone in The Red Vow that Miles is a beast lover (Chemoner). Many times, because I had been asked a hot valve about how a Chemomimi girl was wonderful. I'm sick of it, over and over again.

"Oh, um, can I touch you for a second?

He was an unwittingly blocked general in front of the counter at the unusual glimmer of eyes of miles asking so.

"... so you want to stay,?

You felt in danger, the general who hides his daughter behind his back and does the reception himself.

"Yeah, in a four-man room, period to be determined. I'll tell him the night before when we leave. Is the room empty?

After a few seconds of grinding, he squeezed out his voice, although he was a general with a glimpse of the mile and a face that somehow said no.

"Oh, I'm free. Unfortunately…"

…………

"Miles, keep it down a little, that, daddy-leaking desire!

You scratched me!

As soon as I get to the room, Lena complains about Miles.

"So, but it's cat ears, cat ears!

"If you had cat ears, you would have been there at the ruins."

"Chi, no! That's not what's on your old man's head!

Even if it's similar, that's different. Ugh!!

Miles of mucky, desperate objections to Lena's allegations.

And it was Mavis and Pauline, who didn't understand what drove the miles that far, and stood up to them.

"Hey, I'm going downstairs!

They say it's only been a few minutes since they went to their room upstairs, but somehow they try to get to the first floor.

…………

It is useless to stop.

Even to discuss what's to come, in this look of softening up, Miles is no use.

Today, let's give up going to the guild.

I thought so, and it was already Lena and the others who decided to make me like it.

Excited to go down to the ground floor, Miles walked quietly unnoticed by the kitchen general and sat at the table closest to the reception counter. And removed from the item box, dried meat and boiled, milk, … and, 'once again'.

Dirty! That's miles, dirty!!

Miles had always put fish sausage and baby star ramen in his bag so that he could meet cats and pigeons whenever he wanted in his previous life.... Baby star ramen is very popular with pigeons.

And in this world, of course, there was no neglect in preparation.

Dried meat made properly and moderately salted and boiled, does not contain "lactose" that the cat cannot degrade, milk with nutrient adjustments, and twigs cut from "once again seedy trees" found in the middle of a collection request. They are always stored in the item box.

Dried meat or boiled meat for human use is too salty for cats. Also, milk for humans is not nutritious enough for cats, and it causes diarrhea because of lactose, and if you do poorly, it causes them to die. Not a mile to make such a mistake, but once again it was a little dangerous.

Once again it paralyzes the cat's central nerve, which, although very rarely, can lead to respiratory distress and death. Well, if it's a small amount of use while watching how it goes, there's no great danger...

And Miles invites you to do a little with your hands with twigs once again against the toddler girl at the reception counter.

Piku

The toddler's eyes and ears were directed towards Miles.

Hey, hey.

Pickle

Hey, hey, hey...

Tickle, tickle, tickle...

Hey, hey.

Shit!

"Bye!"

"... what the hell"

I grabbed a mile's head from behind, an angry looking general.

"Oh, no, the..."

Hurry miles.

"Faryl's not a cat! It won't work again!

"... did you try it?

"Ugh..."

Apparently, I wanted to try.

Well, once again, it's quite often that it doesn't originally work very well for kittens and female cats.

And as a result of my discussions with the Admiral, you managed to figure out that there was no malice. Miles.

But you couldn't believe that there was no evil in it, and Miles didn't believe it herself.

"... but instead of loathing those who drew the blood of the beast man, I don't know what I love...

What the hell are you thinking? You're not stupid, are you?

"Do you say, give it!

"Oh, no, the..."

Sure, as Miles says, 'Don't you say it!'.

In the end, as a promise to the Admiral, I was given permission to play with Faryl properly if I adhered to the terms of "I won't give enough food to eat three degrees of meal", "Strictly prohibit the use of suspicious things like that once again", and "Don't interrupt my work".

My job at the counter as a receptionist and diner's accountant was until the bell at night 2 (21: 00), so then the general yelled when Faryl said she wanted to take them to their room until they were sleepy.

"Then when can I play with Faryl!

... was a particular opinion.

"So, you brought..."

That's what Lena said with a frightened face.

After talking to the Admiral, Miles went back to his room and had future discussions with everyone. And then I went down to the first floor to eat. Now or now, with the bell of night two, he returned to his room holding Faryl with a 'princess'.

The generals are cleaning up the kitchen now and planting tomorrow. And when it was over, they came to retrieve their daughter.

Miles holding Faryl from behind and letting her sit a bit on her own lap.

And I'll scratch the base of the back of my ear with my index finger for dust.

"Huh, it's ticklish..."

Stuffy Faryl.

"Don't!

Shit!

Lena's chops burst into the top of Miles' head.

"One, I'm next!

And Mavis pinching his mouth from side to side.

Mavis, who was the youngest and the only one who could love his brothers, admired, of course.

... to love and adore my brother and sister.

"Wow, what's my turn?

And when my brother was young, Pauline, who had always looked after him on behalf of her busy parents in business, also remembered the old days and nodded.

"You guys..."

And Lena, with a frightened face, scolded them.

"Next, it must be my turn!