Legend

In Ray's room at night.

There was a black wolf figure there who would have been after Ray's life.

Those who aim and those who are targeted.

Despite the fact that those two are in the room together, there's no way the battle is going to happen.

No, on the contrary, they were even discussing it in a calm manner.

... If anyone who knows the circumstances sees this sight, it is not strange to have strong doubts as to why they can do so.

Nevertheless, Ray does not intend to lose anything if he fights the Black Wolf but from the front. I guess that's why I could have taken such an attitude.

"So, where your skills are clear, I want to hear it. Why are you following me? For that matter, you won't even try to kill me.... Well, we fought lightly on the veranda, but that didn't mean anything serious."

……

Against Ray I asked, only a silent response still came back.

I don't know what to think and what the Black Wolf is doing with that attitude, but I was honest with you about what to do if I tried to lay it on you.

(Do you want to call Elaine or something? No, but if you look at Elaine, you don't know if the Black Wolf stays silent.)

He was a black wolf who didn't show any particular reaction like this in front of Ray, but that doesn't necessarily last even before Elaine.

Because maybe that's not necessarily what makes it an overreaction and a fierce fight.

If that happens, it will be certain that it will be a hassle.

If so, naturally, as Ray, who doesn't want to see me like that, I want to do something about the Black Wolf on my own as it is.

"Doesn't that mean you don't know the language?

It was a question for confirmation, but the black wolf nods honestly to Ray's words.

"Then... could it be that you simply can't talk or something like that?

For the next question, I can tilt my neck.

Neither deny nor affirm.

Something like gray, not white, not black?

(How do I judge this? Do you understand these words or are they not here?)

I was Ray worrying about the Black Wolf before, but considering I'm looking at myself with a gaze that can even be described as innocent, I'm not sure what to say about it either.

In the first place, he was a black wolf looking at himself with an innocent gaze, but that black wolf is an assassin who has killed many before.

... In terms of killing people, Ray is taking people's lives in 10,000 units if he includes the war in the Bestian Empire.

Either way, it's no different that Ray's in front of him is an assassin with great arms, and he's even imitating things like using drugs to make Rays attack him.

Above and beyond that, the very fact that it is supposed to turn an innocent gaze this way is strange in many ways.

It's weird... Still, Ray didn't want to do this right away with the black wolf in front of him.

Nevertheless, I fully understand that it is not my intention to continue to be a black wolf... but that eventually it will be time to decide on a female male.

But still... Still, the current Ray wasn't going to do anything before the Black Wolf.

(I don't think it's because I'm talking and I'm in a mood...)

I don't mean to do that myself, but maybe I got nature and feelings?

With such doubts, for the moment and Ray takes the cold fruit water out of the mysteries.

If it was meant to be, it's winter now.

Instead of cold fruit water, that would be the warm soup and it would be desirable to drink tea.

However, this is the residence of the Duke of Keller, where magic items with an air-conditioning effect are used as a matter of course.

It showed how massive… or high-performance magic items were available because it was driving the effects of that magic item across almost every mansion large enough to be seen as a castle at first glance.

Naturally, the room with the ray is also comfortable and amazing, and although the feeling of the ray is that the temperature is around 20°C.

Not at temperatures that hesitate to drink cold fruit water.

……

Why did the black wolf give himself the first fruit water in the glass? He had the look of doubt, like that, but I guess he was still attracted to the sweet and sour smell drifting out of the cup. Eventually I gently carry the cup into my mouth.

Fluffy.

A full grin on the face of the black wolf.

For a black wolf, was fruit water the first time you drank... or was it the first time you drank cold fruit water?

(No, but... you're an armed assassin who can even kill someone with an alias, right? Moreover, he is employed with extrajudicial remuneration. Then I don't think there's any trouble with the money.)

From rumors about the Black Wolf, it was Ray who thinks so... but as far as I can tell from looking at it this way, the Black Wolf doesn't look very much but luxurious.

The clothes you are wearing are also suitable for practicality - fighting in this case - but it does not translate into clothes that look fancy.

Most importantly, clothing that is highly practical is naturally worth the price.

Not to mention, when that becomes the garment worn by an assassin with great arms, like a black wolf, naturally that material also needs a proper grade, and the price jumps.

... Though from Ray's eyes it did not seem that rare material was used in the clothes worn by the black wolves.

"Want another drink?

To Ray asking, the black wolf nods back.

If you try to lay it on, this fruit water is what I bought up in the summer and kept it in mystering, and I'm used to drinking it.

In fact, there are quite a few stalls selling fruit water, and the flavors vary greatly from store to store.

What percentage of fruit juice do you add to the quality of the fruit purchased, to the combination of fruits and to the water?

Even though they are intricately intertwined, drinks that squeeze fruits and just dilute them with water, the flavors vary greatly from store to store.

That's why it's so hard to find the flavor of my taste, and at the same time I can enjoy treasure hunting.

There are also things like stalls that sell cooled fruit water using magic items for cooling.

... It is the fruit water that was cooled down by the spiritual magic of the marina that is in Ray's mysteries.

Anyway, Ray's favorite fruit water seems to have made the Black Wolf happy enough.

"This kind of thing, you've never had a drink?

……

Instead, it was put out, Ray's question.

It was a word that came out of that thought that I could understand more or less the nature, or routine, of the black wolf... but the black wolf does not respond to it in particular.

Is it because you understand Ray's intentions, or for some other reason?

Whatever the reason, it is true that the Black Wolf did not respond to Ray's words.

Doesn't that make this bizarre time over for a moment a battle again? It was Ray who had the question, but fortunately the Black Wolf is just tasting the fruit water, not showing up like that.

(Maybe he was obsessed with fruit water and he just didn't listen to me... or something, right?

I had that doubt Ray, but I can't imitate it like I can spot what's going on around it because it's the state of the black wolf now that I'm tasting and drinking little by little instead of drinking fruit water all at once.

(Does the fact that I was so happy with fruit water mean that there's a chance that if I give you food, you'll forgive me for being this way?

That's what I think, Ray takes the meat out of the mistering.

"Huh!?

But the black wolf who sees the flesh shows a far bigger response than Ray thought.

That was when I stood still... my gaze turned to flesh as if to see prey as the Black Wolf had named it.

While surprised by the appearance of such a black wolf, Ray only slightly understands why the person standing in front of him is called the black wolf.

Now, the reaction when I saw the meatballs with the aroma that stimulated my appetite seemed so much the same as when the wolves found their prey.

(I don't think there's anything that stimulates my appetite with meat nowadays)

What drifts from the meat is a slight sweet smell.

That smells like dough.

The smell alone was not enough to stimulate the appetite, but it was nevertheless clear which stimulated the appetite more than the smell drifting from the utensils inside when the meat was broken.

"Want some?

To Ray, who asks so, the black wolf eventually nods back after only a little confusion.

If I tried being a black wolf, I wouldn't have figured out why Ray would do that to me.

But you couldn't beat the charm of the meat, the black wolf gently reaches out and receives Ray's holding meat.

(No, well, if you try over there, maybe that's how you think the person you're after will give you anything to eat)

At the end of Ray's gaze, which he thinks that way, the black wolf is eating meat like it tastes delicious.

What surprised Ray just a little bit was that the black wolf was using both hands when eating meat.

Nevertheless, if you mean eating with your hands, I guess that's not surprising because I usually used both hands when I drank fruit water earlier.

Hagu, and. I get a couple of strays about what to do now, to be honest, as I watch the black wolf eat meat in the way that such phonetic sounds deserve.

Anyway, this is how I flesh and feed now, but in fact, it's the assassins who are after my life right in front of me.

More than that, it won't go in the same way as Ray and forever......

I know that. I know... I really don't think I'm going to do anything about it as it is.

……

When Ray thinks about what to do with the Black Wolf, the Black Wolf, who eventually finishes eating meat, once again turns his gaze to Ray.

Still not saying anything is the earliest accustomed act for Ray as well.

"Uh... meaty, you want another one?

To the words of Ray, who asks, a black wolf who nods back.

Ray doesn't even know what the Black Wolf thinks and behaves like this. I don't know... but still, if I try it on Ray, I kind of want to.

(Feeding...... right, maybe if you look at it from the end, this is feeding.... the subtlety is that the object of its feeding is the black wolf)

Ray gives the black wolf a new meatloaf, then carries the meatloaf into his mouth himself.

Compared to the Japanese meat meat that Ray knows, it still tastes different somewhere.

But Ray also knew what was causing such a different flavor.

Substitutes such as seasonings and spices are different from Japan… No, not from Earth and this Elgin.

The problem would be that there's nothing you can do with Ray if you figure that out.

It's not that I'm good at cooking originally, but make it this meaty, or anything else, starting with udon, and all Ray remembers is the finished product and the recipe in general.

And Chinese food uses a variety of spices.

There is no way Ray remembers all such spices, and the resulting meat meat meat meat is a substitute for not being subtly meaty.

(Well, that's not why it tastes bad)

I feel uncomfortable somewhere because I know the flavor of meatballs I ate in Japan, but this is all I know about meatballs if I try to be a resident of this Elgin.

In other words, for those in Elgin, meat is this flavor.

"... hmm? Hey, what's up?

Ray, who was still thinking about the uncomfortable flavor somewhere while tasting the meatballs, notices the black wolf staring at the meatballs.

"I'll tell you what, don't worry, it's not poisoned or anything like that. First of all, I'm eating too, right?... Well, I'm not eating the same meatloaf. I might not be able to trust you completely."

That's what I told Ray, but the black wolf stares at the flesh as if he didn't hear such Ray's words or anything.

That's what the prey sees… the same gaze Ray took out the meat meat earlier.

What is it?

It was Ray questioning how such a black wolf looked, but the black wolf didn't look like he noticed Ray's gaze at all, just staring at the flesh.

What the hell happened?

I have such doubts...

"Huh?"

The moment Ray tried to open his mouth, the black wolf appearance disappeared from before Ray.