Konjiki no Moji Tsukai (WN)

Muir took the initiative and decided to listen from Winkaa.

According to that, Winkaa came to this' Loggi Mountain 'for a purpose, but he dropped a bag of food somewhere, and a strong smell came into his nose where he was hungry and wandering.

That was the smell of a hot spring, but she thought it was some kind of food and desperately moved her legs to trace the smell.

But what I saw there was just water. Feeling desperate, she did her best on the spot, meaning she fell off the rocks as the suncolors saw it.

"Hahm...... mogmog...... hahm"

Now, that girlfriend eats without shaking aside the food that Anold had secured for preservation and edibility. Nevertheless...

"... hey, something cute... right?

"Oh, oh."

The way she eats it overlaps with the way little animals are desperately feeding on it.

Muir is loosening his face with Anold, knowing and soothing how to stick to that healing appearance.

And the other, the sun color, was just like her, roasting dried meat, a preserved food. She seems to want to eat herself too because she looks so delicious.

"Koch is a koch... he eats a lot... like an opposite pole"

"Oh well... huh?

Muir feels the same way, but he weighed himself in trying not to be rude.

After a while, I run out of food for the winkaa, and I stare at Jizz Anold with the seemingly wanting eyes.

"Ugh... no, I'm not anymore..."

Jee......

"No... so... right?

Jee......

"... Muir, help me!

"Huh! Wow, I don't even have anything! Hiiro, come on!

Then there is still dried meat in the sun-colored hand, and everyone pays attention to it.

"... hmm?

The sun color also solidifies if you noticed its gaze. Especially looking at Winkaa, who's been turning a hotter gaze than anyone.

"I'm not gonna do it."

and expressed his determination not to give way resolutely.

Then she turns to the side of the sun with the leeches. I'm chewing the dried meat anyway, but I watch the meat make holes in it. Looks very uncomfortable.

"Hey, antenna woman, go over there"

"... here I am"

"It's distracting to be seen. So go over there."

Shake your head like a full and resolute rejection.

The sun color stared depressingly at her face and felt her strong will, clapping her shoulders as she gave up, offering her the meat she was chewing away from her mouth.

"... okay?

"Oh......"

Poor thing, the sun color has apparently lost its temper to eat.

Winkaa looks at the sun-colored hand zipperly, then opens his mouth and throws the dried meat into his mouth.

Anold had his eyes open as he seemed surprised to think that day the color would honestly let go of the food. I honestly thought the same thing happened to Muir.

"Ahhh!?

Muir speaks up low, but Anold tilts his neck when he hears it.

"Duh, what's wrong?

"Huh? Ugh, yeah! It's nothing!

Muir rushes to shake his head and deny it.

But in my heart, I had an unexplained thought.

(hi, the meat that Mr. Hiiro was chewing...... or kaka indirect kish...... ahhh......)

Just like Anold, he was not surprised and raised his voice because the sun colour did meat to Winkaa, but was surprised that the sun colour and Winkaa kissed him indirectly.

He doesn't seem to care about the sun color or the winkaa at all, but his chest hurts so bad.

Unexpectedly my gaze turns to my sun-colored mouth, but my face gets so hot instantly.

Put your hands on your cheeks so they wouldn't notice it, but still move only your flickering eyes and see how he was moving his mouth, but I felt my heart beating so hard.

In fact, it is not a Japanese color that easily gives way to my food, but there are several reasons why I gave way.

One is that I thought that when I was full of bellies, I wouldn't be able to eat delicious dishes of superb ingredients that I would be earning.

One is that the dried meat wasn't so good.

One was that Winkaa seemed to be innocent and felt mean to her like a pure child.

Being seen as jizzy is not something I feel good about, and if I thought I would be free from it if I gave it, it wasn't a choice that bothered me otherwise.

Finished eating winkaa stares at this one.

"It was delicious. Thanks Hiiro."

"That's good to hear."

Watching the sun color rise on the spot, Winkaa leans her neck and asks.

"... where are you going?

"It's none of your business."

It's the same day color festival.

"Tell me?

The Wincaa Festival also seems stubborn, similar to the sun color.

Send a gaze somehow to Anold. But it was Muir who answered.

"Oh, uh... we're going ahead, but Mr. Wie is traveling alone, isn't he?

"Mmm... I'm looking for people. I came here because I heard rumors that he was coming through."

"People? Can I ask who you're looking for?

A softly raised winkaa lifts the spear to show off to everyone. It's supposed to be pretty heavy, but it's highly uncomfortable because a girl like a toddler can easily hold it with one hand.

"The man who built this"

"This... is a really fine spear if you do take a good look"

The length is lightly estimated to be about one hundred and eighty centimeters.

The decoration of the handheld patterned part was red and black spotted pattern, the blade part is wrapped with cloth so I don't know what shape it is, but the spear itself also made me feel the majesty that a considerable figure would have made.

Also attached to the root of the spear was a chain about twenty centimetres long, and at the end there was also something like copper divided.

"Princess Banshengbone."

"Banjo... is that a spear with some unusual name?

"... right?

"But isn't it hard to carry such a long spear? And it's very heavy."

"Ui is fine because he is powerful. And then... this gets smaller"

With that said, I pull the chain of roots.

Then Kachankachan and the patterned part become shorter. And for that matter, the chains grow longer.

Apparently, it's hollow inside, and it fits in about three parts of it. Eventually the pattern was about fifty centimeters.

Muir unexpectedly admires "hey."

From what I've heard, the weight doesn't change, and the chains are jarring, and when I carry them, I just have to wrap them around the pattern, so they become obscure.

"What kind of person made that spear?

Muir seemed interested in someone making such a special spear.

Then she puts the spear on the ground, hands wide open and takes it over her head.

Pyoko Pyoko... Pyoko Pyoko...

"People like this"

The three harden like they stopped time. Still, it should be noted that Wi bends the fingers of both hands he did to his head and moves them with a piocho like he did earlier.

"Also, could that person be a beast man......?

"Hmm...... people like this"

Apparently so, but everyone leans their necks wondering why they don't explain it with their mouths. There seemed to be a world for her that the three of us couldn't understand.

"And that means you're looking for Mr. Wye, the man who built that spear, and the beast man, right?

"Mmm... with Soyuko"

But there Anold and Muir look a little harsh. So Anold opened his mouth with a serious face on behalf of Muir, who began to be a little frightened.

"... why are you looking?

I guess you want to hear why. Because she didn't know what to do looking for the beast man. Maybe it's also the possibility of someone who doesn't really think of the Beast Man.

Find and kill. Anold has seen many of those people do that before, and the sun color recognizes that those people exist in the world.

But Wincaa releases words that remain faceless, and Anold is taken aback.

"Tosan...... so"

"............... Yes?

I didn't expect that word to come out in the flow of the story either. I didn't sound like Anold, but I'm staring at her with my eyes open.

(and? And by that I mean my father...... right? So what he's looking for is his own father, and his father is the Beast Man? So this antenna woman is a beast, too? But I don't have any beast ears... no, is it more likely that the blood isn't connected)

Anolds also told me that even such a family actually exists.

Even if we got married and became a family, there's no blood connected to our children. There are cases like that.

So the sun color guessed whether Winkaa was a child of that kind as well.

Anold also wonders if he thought the same thing.

"Hey, Ui, is there blood connected to that father?

…… Why are you asking me that?

Makes a Kyotong look, but it could certainly be a strange question for Winkaa.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I was just wondering."

"... nothing. Blood is... connected, right? 'Cause Wi is a child of To-san or something."

The shock of the word was also tremendous. He halfway decided that the sun color and anode were his mother's children. I never thought I was pulling the blood of an animal man.

But when I hear that, it can be weird.

It is the presence of beast ears and tails. From what I've seen, she doesn't see what they do.

No, I thought maybe there was a dark past where I lost my ear, like Anold, and Anold seemed to wonder if it was something I could ask.

"You don't look like a beast for it, you."

A sun-colored statement that doesn't read the air, which also blows away such worries. If there's a dark past, I'm just gonna tell you what to do. I'm gonna bump your gaze. Anold,

"Mmm... because Wi Haka-san is similar"

The person in question answered softly.

Anold like wearing a shoulder watermark, but hitting her with a hand on her chin and asking her questions about coming up with something.

"Wi, you...... half?

"Ha fu...? What's that? Delicious?"

It sounded like a ham to her ear and she seemed to mistake it for food. My eyes are sparkling slightly.

............... what a mistake.

"Yes, no... try to hear something wrong with Koch. Um, are you a human being?

"That's right."

He gave me a light answer.

(I see. You mean the half of man and beast man)

The sun color is nodding as I convinced myself.

"Is that what you mean? I mean, Wi draws the blood of a beast man, but human blood is a darker half."

……

Anold tells him to be sure, but he tilts his head like he doesn't know what it means.

"Hey Osama, is the half biased towards one or the other?

Anold explained the question of the color of the sun well.

Half is half, as the word goes. In other words, it shows that each of the parents' races is different.

In the case of winkaa, the mother is human and the father is the half of the beast man. But the appearance of a child born in the half seems to be biased against one race.

Some children, like her, will look completely human, while others will be beastmen.

It's just that in the case of halves, if you're a beast, you're often like a beast, not just like Anold or Muir, but even your body hair and contours.

If I were to explain it as a word, would it be like a werewolf with a wolf's beast ear and tail, not a werewolf with a wolf's face itself?

Apparently, the existence of a half is contraindicated in this [idea].

The reason for this is that the halves cannot use the magic handled by the Humans or Demons. In addition, you will not be able to use the Cosmetic Art, which was originally knitted by the Beast Man who cannot use magic.

"Kasujitsu?

"Ah? You don't know Hiiro? Instead of magic, the Beast can use his masquerade powers."

I remembered to say so. Certainly when I checked Anold's "Status," the magic column was turning into "Decorative Arts."

I thought it was a magical alias, but apparently it was like a move that only beastmen could use.

"The half of the Beast Man can't even use the Disguise Technique used by the Beast Man. In other words, we can't use half of what each race can normally use. That's why it's forbidden to be heretic."

"I see. So if this antenna woman can't use magic, she can't use the Disguise Technique even though she's drawing the blood of the Beast Man."

"Yes."

The sun color sees the winkaa again, but I was wondering if the atmosphere would change somewhat with the current story, but it was obvious that it didn't matter to him.

"Hold on, I didn't know you'd meet a guy here who draws the blood of a beast man, did you, Muir?

"Oh, yeah. What a surprise."

Muir also found out that his opponent would draw the blood of the beast man, and the fright earlier had disappeared when he was horrified to find out that Winkaa was someone who would not harm the beast man.

Then Winkaa looks around like a peek at the three faces. Did Anold also feel unnatural about how it was,

"What's wrong?

When asked so, Winkaa says with just a few lonely eyes.

"... scared... you don't?

"What? What?

"Because... it scares me when I tell other people that Wi is pulling the blood of the Beast Man. You're a kink, they say you're a bakemon."

A shade arises in the expression of Winkaa.

It was such a look that I could see what she'd been treated to hear until then. This time, too, if he talked and spooked me, maybe he was determined to leave immediately.

I guess I didn't see much resistance in talking, because some parts of me were used to it already. It is sad to be accustomed to such a response.

Then Anold puts his pompous hand on her shoulder and turns his chuckling ass.

"Here."

"... Huh!?

Moments later, her eyes opened wide. Because all of a sudden a pong and tail jumped out of Anold's ass. Precisely because of the gap in my pants.

"... Beastman?

"That's right. Me and Muir over here are the Beasts."

"Yes!

"So what is there to be afraid of? Besides, what's the contraindication? You know, it's just that you can't use magic or costumes, right? And what makes you look like a Bakemon!

"Ugh, yeah! Mr. Wye is not contraindicated or a Bakemon!

I can see the look of relief when I hear the two desperate words and feel the comfort of warming my heart. And I've seen the chilling sun colors too.

"Hmm? What?

I stare at it like I'm waiting for something, but I don't know what I'm thinking, and I get a weird look.

"Oh, my God... he's just like us... you know, he's crammer than us."

Anold speaks for you when you decide that the sun colour is unwilling to answer.

"What do you think he said when he heard we were beasts?

"Hey."

"You want to hear it, don't you?

"Hey."

"You want to hear it?

"Hey."

The sun color pinches my voice over and over again trying to interrupt the story, but I completely ignore Anold. It's certainly not like I'm in any trouble where I was told.

"Yeah, I want to hear it"

For some reason, I look at the winkaa that sparkles my eyes and expects it, and the feeling that it's just a little bit, but embarrassing, is too much.

Anold taught her about when he met the sun color.

Especially when you say, "It's usually more about the deliciousness of rice and the content of the book than about the differences in race, right? When I said that I couldn't stop laughing at the word," surprisingly now I've stared at this one with a look of respect.

"Ha, you don't care about that story, do you? Or how long are you gonna be here like this?

I just want to get out of this topic and act to fill my belly.

In the wake of the sun-colored words, Winkaa looks around the three faces.

"Hiiros, what are we going to do?

Apparently, we've begun to be interested in what we do.

"We're going to the top of the mountain. They have good ingredients there."

When Muir provides the information, the hair growing like a Winkaa antenna is moving in reaction as if it had received something full. It's like the tail of a beast.

"... food?

Anold answers the question.

"Oh yeah. At the top of the mountain, there's a fountain built up of rainwater for years, but I came here to hunt for the cows that live there."

"Bovine crabs...... are they delicious?

"That's fantastic already! You can't imagine it coming from a body as huge as a cow, and a bite spreads the delicate, intense crab flavor all over your mouth! Besides, the shell has a good stock when boiled...... Awesome smell!

When I saw it, it never stopped coming from Winkaa's mouth, and the saliva was pouring out like a waterfall.

"... Jules... I want to eat"

"Heh? Oh, well? Well, if you can hunt bovine crabs, I'll cook them for you too..."

Wincah with a spear in his hand and a bishy finger pointed at the top of the mountain.

"... go!

His eyes had no stray or cloudy sides. Seems like all I have is pure appetite. Besides.

"Hey, what are you doing, let's go, pervert?"

When I realized, the sun color had already walked out towards the summit at some point.

"Pervert, don't say it, Kola! I mean, that's really weird!

"Anold is... perverted?

"Look at that! Wi must be mistaken!

"Uncle, calm down!

Muir calls out to forgive him for his awesomeness, but tells him to let the sun hunt him down there.

"Fine, let's go, Loricon."

"Hey!?

".................. little girl...... like it?

"Stop it already. Yikes!

Looks like too simple a wi's eyes decided Anold's heart the other way around.

Muir was just sighing like he was stunned by the sight.