Meet Beast Tamer, the mightiest species of cat ear girl banished from the brave party

The night dawns and the morning comes.

Even so, I don't know if the sun is up because I'm in the dungeon.

The time interval is going to be a little crazy.

Whatever it is, the next day.

Yeah, there's going to be a race to deepen the friendship between the werewolves and the immortals.

There were a lot of wolves and undead birds in the big room.

Among them are the figures of Canade and Chiffon, who were acting differently as hostages.

Good, looks like they haven't done anything in particular.

And me and Sakura at the center.

Mr. Elfin and Finia.

"Good luck, Sakura! Let's show him the power of the werewolves!

"Brother, I'm counting on you! As a delegate, hang in there!

Yeah, the werewolves are giving me such favorable support.

Thanks to the trial the other day, he seems to have given me a solid admission.

On the other hand, if you're an immortal bird...

"Shit... why are humans in this place? Elfin, you can burn it, Soitz!

"I can't believe humans step inside...... Finia, burn it down and clean it up nicely! It's okay, I forgive you!

A tremendous amount of Hate is pointed at me, and my stabbing gaze and words fly from here and there.

Even when I visited inside the spiritual clan that hated people, this never happened.

Not at all this time.

Aren't they really after your life? And so much so that I feel like I'm in a crisis, that I'm not doing anything but I'm tired.

From this state of affairs, can we really have the undead on our side?

... No.

Not if you feel weak.

I don't know if I can.

I'll see what I can do.

Not for me, for Illis.

I'll be the judge, then.

Mr. Sigre stepped forward.

"This dungeon consists of ten layers in all. This is a three-tier place. I haven't had a hand since the fourth tier, and there's a demon trap."

The Immortals are amazing to live on with demons.

Normally, I can't think about it.

If it's the most powerful species, does that mean?

"The team wins that came back here first with the treasure we have somewhere on the tenth floor. Interference with the other team is possible and treasure can be embezzled. Well, we shouldn't be alarmed until the end."

"May I have a word? With that rule, wouldn't it be a riot at the same time as the opening?

"You're okay. To avoid doing so, at first, have them each take a different path. It's a dungeon, so there's plenty of entrances and exits."

I see.

Then there's no chance of a sudden riot.

There's just been a lot of racing going on, and it seems like it's been thought of as a lot.

"Do you have any other questions?

"How many levels are you allowed to interfere with the other team?

"I'm at your discretion."

"It's also..."

I accidentally make my face cling to words that I can take for granted.

Mr. Sigre says he expects from each good sense, but I don't think an undead bird tribe hostile to people will do the trick.

Instead, it would come out aggressively, just here.

We... or it's pretty unfavourable for me.

Just because they come to the full I think, this one doesn't mean they can't do it unscrupulously because they want help.

Because it's such a relationship, if it's bad, it could be done unilaterally.

But... is that why?

A victory in my favor won't allow the Undead to recognize themselves as powerful.

In unfavourable circumstances, it is only through adversity that you may change your mind about humans when you have strong power and heart.

Perhaps Mr Sigre, having thought that far, set the rules for this one.

Speaking of tough, it's pretty tough...

But if that's the only way, let's do it.

"Do you have any other questions?

"I don't have one."

"On."

There's nothing else I want to know.

I snort like I don't have a problem.

"Can I ask you a question?

Mr. Elfin opens his mouth.

I say with a laugh after looking at this one.

"I mean, it's possible to interfere with the other team... but what happens if you end up killing them?

"I told you I'd leave it to my discretion."

"Is that your answer?

"Oh, yeah."

"... I see, I get it. Phew."

One last time, Mr. Elfin laughs.

It's a vicious grin, like you'll tremble unexpectedly.

This is... definitely something to call me during the race.

That's not just jamming, it's like attacking.

If you do poorly, you'll come for your life for real.

I'm good because I'm ready...

What about Sakura?

I'm totally involved in this situation, this convenience.

I can't help it...

"Grrrrrrrr......"

"Want."

Sakura roars in a grumpy manner and bites my feet lightly.

When I saw what was going on, Sakura stared at me.

Those eyes, they're like, don't think about boredom.

It may be rude to treat a dog in the same line...

The dog has a very sharp spot and also says he understands people's minds.

Maybe that's why Sakura spotted my stray.

And don't insult yourself, I would have promised to hang in there with you yesterday...... and maybe you're angry.

How can Sakura trust me so much?

It's a mystery...

But we need to hang in there so we can respond well.

"I'm sorry."

"Off......"

"Let's stick together"

"On!"

Yeah.

Now we have one heart.

I'm not lost anymore.

Whatever difficulties await, with Sakura, we'll just bump into each other with all our might and get over it with all our strength.

"Is that all you got?

"Yeah, I'm fine"

"Me too."

"Then let's start the race"

Suddenly, Mr. Sigre raises his hand.

Put it down for a little while, wave that hand down,

"Begin!"

The race began.