Monster no Goshujin-sama

26 - Lily Perspective

Before dawn.

As I trained in partial fiction, which I could not yet say was sufficient, I felt my concentration break.

Face up.

Everyone who falls asleep caught my eye.

……

Your husband is asleep beside me, and on the other side of it, Gabella is resting.

On my lap I was asleep with a wailing round, moving my nose with a tingle.

Across the burning fire, there is a shadow where Mr. Sadias and Fukutsu-kun lie down.

In those sights it was the figure of Mr. Salvia, who could play with Asalina a little farther away.

Summer. Summer.

"Here. Hey, can't you just do that?

The figure of Mr. Salvia, slightly floating in the universe, was shaking like a relaxed outfit in the water, creating a fantastic atmosphere.

As I miss Asarina stretching from her husband's left armor as she wraps around her full body, it was a drawing reminiscent.

"Asalina, you miss Mr. Salvia a lot."

When I spoke, by the way and Mr. Salvia laughed.

"It's like living together."

"Summer"

Mr. Salvia strokes Asarina, who rings to consent with a grunting voice.

"Asalina wants to learn the magic of delusion. He wants to talk to his husband, like he did in" The Misty Vault. "

"Talk to your husband...?

"With the magic of illusion, you can also show what you can't see and make what you can't hear, right?

"Oh, I see."

For a moment, I didn't know what that meant, but I heard and understood Mr. Salvia's explanation.

"Sure, depending on how you use it, you might be able to have a conversation."

"Isn't it? I think it's aptitude, so I guess I can learn it pretty quickly."

"Heh."

And when I hammered him, the refrain that slept on my lap suddenly arose.

Apparently, he was listening to the conversation.

He looked somewhat stunned and stared at Asalina.

"Ku, ku...?

"Summer?"

What is it? He had a face like 'Betrayed'.

My eyes are crumbling.

I thought, suddenly, I got off my knees and ran out.

"Kuh!

"Hey, where are you going!?

Crying like a scream, the little body of a quitter disappears into the woods at night.

I lifted down my stretched hand.

"No more, Aya rarely..."

"Don't you have to go after him?

Mr. Salvia asks.

If you look, Garbera woke up with the scream right now, and she was looking at this one.

"Hmmm. It's not that far-fetched to stop... or it's usual to wander around the neighborhood alone. Besides, it doesn't look like they popped up in the dark clouds."

"What do you mean?

"That's the direction Berta left tonight, isn't it? I think I went after him."

pointing to his nose. As I said, Mr. Salvia seemed convinced, and Gabella also closed her eyelids again.

"You take a good look at your sisters."

Mr. Salvia looked like he noticed something when he put his hand on his mouth and laughed.

"Yes, Mr. Lily. Just the right time, thank you."

"Thank you?"

"Yeah. Did you get a vision that seemed like you could catch up with Hakuru? Thanks to you."

As Mr Salvia put it, in the last two days of exploration we had the clue of a dragon whose purpose was elusive.

Apparently, he's injured, and hiding around here resting his body, I'm pretty sure first.

I know it's a way to get past the dragon, but for me to be able to track it with my sense of smell, it would have been more convenient if you hadn't moved.

Without taking that long, you'll be able to discover.

"Thank you, Mr. Lily"

"No, I'm not thanking you enough. If you want to thank me, tell your husband."

It was your husband who decided to cooperate with Mr. Sadias.

Dragons and people. I want to avoid a tragedy for both sides.

Your husband responded to the strong thoughts of Sadias, Siran and Kay who so wished.

Your husband himself, he's not a character who likes blood to flow for no reason, and I guess he weighs in on his promises to Mr. Salvia.

However, it was felt to me, as apparently it was not only that.

- We have to do something about it before it gets terrible...

It reminds me of your husband's sincere face, which he was crushing like he was no other HR.

It seemed to me that your husband himself did not want the dragon to be killed.

After a moment... your husband may be getting emotional about Mr. Sadias' family.

……

Mr. Sadias' clan.

It's a family of monsters whose husbands can't connect their paths, willing and related to what Mr. Salvia was saying about 'the knower of history'.

I could also, to some extent, guess who it was.

I hope that's right, too.

I'm hoping, you might say.

Because of its awareness, I sinked such expectations carefully and deeply into myself.

There is no rush.

Not far away, your husband fulfils his promise to Mr. Salvia.

You just have to wait then.

Mr. Salvia disappeared, a while later.

"Oh, welcome back. Berta."

I spoke to the double-headed wolf who came back, as I usually do, training in partial fiction and watching your husband sleep on his breath.

Berta, a family member of Kudo Lu, is escorting us.

Now that I had demodulated, the need for escorts was diminishing, but because of the lack of instructions from the Lord, Kudo, he was accompanied by deviants.

There are no instructions because Berta is currently out of touch with Kudo.

In advance, Berta was told that such a situation was possible.

A situation that prevents me from contacting you.

Does that mean I'm so busy with something that I can't handle anything else?

It was a little creepy considering what Kudo was doing right now.

I've asked Berta, but she returned the answer that she doesn't know what she's doing.

I may have known, but I didn't answer, but from what I've seen, I really don't seem to know.

Initially I didn't even have the idea of whether I could tell the trend of Kudo Lu from Berta, but lately I had already given up.

"I'm sorry, Berta. Seems like she's bothered me."

Berta, returning, had on one side of his two heads a rounded, sleeping refrain.

As expected, it still seemed that Berta's was where the quit ran off to.

"... that? Stop, are you feeling any better than usual?

The body of Akiyashi was about three times bigger than usual, even though it didn't look like it was inflated by breathing air.

Berta sighed with a human trick, with one head, looking at the refrain on the other.

"... just too much to eat"

"Oh. That made me sleepy..."

They ate yakitori.

What was so shocking to say that you escaped?

"... I ate the monster I had hunted with me, and I thought I was saying Gu Gu, I suddenly fell asleep and was amazed"

"Haha. I'm a kid."

"For a moment, I thought it was a bad disease."

Berta says in disgust.

Now, she was walking carefully to make sure she didn't wake up.

I think you're smiling. Passing before me, a little further away, Berta got round.

"Hey, Berta"

I spoke to Berta, trying to fall asleep.

"What?"

"Have you ever hidden anything from me?

"... for God's sake"

There was only a slight leak of agitation in the voice that returned, and I figured.

Berta is basically distancing himself from us.

Here and there, I draw the line clearly.

When I say exceptions, they've packed my pace with distances. That's about it.

Nevertheless, it was me that Berta had the most relative attitude.

According to your husband, after what happened to Jun Takaya, once he returned to Kudo, Berta looked a little strange.

I had guessed that Kudo might have done something about Miho Mizushima.

Around where you can't hide it, it would be a sign of Berta's honesty.

Its nature is a virtue, but also a drawback that cannot be concealed.

In this sense, Kudo's passing of Berta to us could also be described as a misjudgment.

Think about it, it was a little strange.

Why did Kudo choose Berta?

Is there any intention?

Or is it just a whim?

There is also a line called the result of the erasure method.

Either way, even failure for Kudo could have been a chance for us.

"Hey, Berta"

Again, I called.

"Your husband... can't Kudo Lu stay?

Berta, who seemed wary of being asked the same thing again, opened her eyes gently.

"... why do you care about such a thing?

"Mm-hmm. Because you helped me rescue him, but... I guess it's because he looks like your husband"

Your husband and Kudo seem to be aware of each other, but so are you around.

I also remembered a certain interest in Kudo.

"Kudo Lu is a demon king whose weakness and ugliness have been born. It's one of your husband's possibilities. If I can put it together, I want it to stay. More importantly, that's what your husband wants."

If I may add, I did not hate this martial bone, caring wolf thing.

In fact, Berta is just saying that he is Kudo's subordinate and absolutely obedient to orders, and as long as he watches him bake his care out of nowhere, his nature is far from evil.

I didn't want to be hostile.

So far, there is no information that Kudo has committed a new evil act - except "something", which is why Berta is distancing herself from me.

However, in this world, which lacks the means to communicate information, it is rather too late at the time when there are so many incidents that information comes in.

I don't know how long this opportunity will last.

That thought opened my mouth.

"As it is, Kudo Lu will not be saved. If so..."

"Keep it that way"

Behind me, I shut my mouth.

"You know that, too. My king will not rest."

Quiet eyes were staring at this one.

"No. Maybe I can't get it together. He can't live without hating something anymore."

It had a pale tone.

But the emotions put into it were never cold.

"Perhaps it would have been good if it had been a man's malice to hurt that other man when he was not king. Then the king would have lived hating evil. But what hurt her was the weakness of those who panicked, those who were cornered by the fear of death. If you were human, it was something that everyone had. Hating it is tantamount to hating humans. He didn't want to be a demon king."

There was something about Berta's quiet attitude that made me wonder how much I thought about it.

I thought their subordinate relationship was something more inorganic.

Or is this just about Berta?

What was certain was that Berta understood her Lord more than she thought.

"No longer, the king has begun to walk. There is no way to put that away. As you say, saving the king... must have been before he started walking."

"Berta......"

"Slime, I'm listening to you. Are you the one who saved him like our king? If you'd been on tour with our king, something might have been different."

Slowly waving his tail, Berta let the universe wander his gaze.

"But at the beginning of the king, you were not there. Instead, I was there..."

A shadow falls on my voice.

Berta was big and spat out the contents of her lungs.

"... or if I was Anton, not Berta, something might have changed"

There, feelings of powerlessness, remorse and so on drifted colorfully.

I do not quite understand the meaning of the word.

"What do you mean...?

"... nothing"

Berta gave it back to me briefly, asking.

My tail fell to the ground.

While the trick was silent, he told me this story was so far gone.

"Anyway, you just have to think about your people. Remember, I'm not one of you."

In a disconnected tone, Berta draws a line.

As usual.

However, after a moment, Berta may have thought she had spoken a little too much.

For that, I was not less upset.

Otherwise, there must have been no next dialogue.

"By and large, if you care enough about us, do something about our problems."

In a bitter tone, Berta said.

"Physical problems?

When asked, Berta mumbled.

The look on the wolf's face was difficult to understand, but there was an atmosphere that it was gone.

He slipped his mouth.

I don't know what you're talking about, but it wasn't a word I could miss.

I opened my mouth to pursue.

But I felt signs coming up there.

I immediately switch to consciousness as an escort, and I turn my gaze around.

"I'm home now, Lord Lily."

Mr. Shiran, who came here a little early, called out.

"Welcome back, Mr. Silan. Good luck looking around......"

After responding to Mr. Silan, I turn again to Berta.

There was a double-headed wolf with a drop of eyelids.

...... bad timing.

I can wake you up, but Berta will be ready to be questioned, too.

Oh, and now I didn't think I was going to crack my mouth, more than I was expressing my intention not to answer.

And I exhaled, and snarled my nose.

"Hmm? Mr. Silan. There was a monster?

"... Yep. Because that's what I'm looking for to find out."

Mr. Silan made his expression a little stronger.

"Does it even smell like returning blood?

"Just a little bit. Nothing to worry about."

Night security is basically with me and Rose, Mr. Silan.

Once every few hours, Mr. Silan goes out to check for any anomalies in the vicinity.

In the meantime, it's my job and Rose's job to protect everyone who sleeps.

When there are enemies out there that are beyond her control, she should let Gabella know in her sleep, as well as buy time until she has her help.

At present, Rose, Kato and Kay are not here, but this attitude remains the same.

"Are you hurt? I wish you'd called me."

"Exactly, it's not that weak."

Is that true?

Mr. Silan's current strength is as good as Rose's.

Physical abilities fall considerably, but they cover that with technology.

No enemies are as unconscious as they are.

When I say that's the exception, it's like it was a town in the meantime...

And, thinking about it, Mr. Silan made his expression a little stronger.

Seeing, a little further away, Fukutsu-kun was awake.

I made sure to stroke my hair slightly disturbed, and then I spoke to him spilling one elbow, without any particular feeling.

"Morning, Fukutsu-kun. You're early."

"Oh."

The interaction was unusual and commonplace.

Fukutsu-kun has no worse impression in me than he heard from your husband or Rose.

Instead, it was a good, bad, previous issue, with a faint impression.

I heard your husband poked at you, but since this journey began, that's not true either.

Other than Mr. Sadias, he barely spoke.

"Hey. You. You said Lily."

That's why I was a little surprised when he talked to me like that.

"Yeah, but?

I return the words, wondering in my heart what it is for.

After showing a little lost, Fukutsu-kun asked.

"You, Miho Mizushima... aren't you?

"You know Miho Mizushima?

Funny, I explored Miho Mizushima's memory.

Recently, I've been totally pulled - occasionally, when I'm close to your husband, I'm screaming - and Miho was leaning his neck inside of me, too.

No facial knowledge, should be......

"I've seen you with Kato."

"... oh. Hey, you, freshman?

I was convinced of Shenzhou's reply.

Your husband and Fukatsu-kun are not going into each other's circumstances.

I see Mr. Sadias only as a collaborator between them.

I've come all the way to different worlds and I don't have senior juniors, and I didn't even ask what grade I was in.

"Does Fukatsu-kun know Kato?... but I don't think Kato said anything about you."

"Uh... because I knew Kato's friend in the hand wash"

"Oh. Your hand wash."

An energetic girl appeared in my brain.

Ever since I came here, I've been known for two names: "Rigoku White Snow".

Naturally, Miho knew about Kato's friend.

"So, Fukutsu-kun is your handwasher's classmate or something?...... no. That means Kato and his class are supposed to know each other. So, club activities?

"Oh, no. Neither. As soon as we got into school, we got together at an event that happened. The one with astronomical observations."

"Oh. The annual, star observance"

It was the first time your husband and Miho met.

Well, after that, there wasn't any particular interaction, until the transworld metastasis.

Nevertheless, because I remembered the area, Miho had spoken to your husband or something in the colony, so when you think about it, it may have been an important event for you.

Miho also meets Yuna Iino's closest friend, "The Dark Beast" Bomb Miya, as I recall Miho's hand wash came out of the expedition's "Gangarm White Snow".

We also talked about it when we had a short interaction at Fort Chile, but when we were in the original world, Miho had exchanged words with Mr. Iino several times.

That was because she and Mr. Boom, close to each other, knew each other there first.

"Kato wasn't at that event, so I didn't know then, but I saw him with your hand wash later."

"Phew."

For some reason, Fukatsu-kun was out of sight.

Only when we're talking about Kato.

Is that it? Is this, hey, is that what this is about?

My gaze returns to me, I think, etc.

"But knowing about your hand wash and the observation of the stars means you're Miho Mizushima, after all?

"That's a tough question. I am not Miho Mizushima. But it can also be called that. If we're going to explain around there, we need to talk a lot, but there are things we can talk about and things we don't. So I was wondering if you would have trouble talking to your husband."

"... well. Right."

Lightly enough, Fumizu-kun was convinced.

Although this may be an evil push... it may have been Kato who really wanted to hear what was going on.

In Miho Mizushima's memory, Kato was so popular with the opposite sex.

Small enough not to be a hundred and fifty centimeters, cute enough. My personality is... a lot different now, but I don't think the essence has changed.

The fact that I don't know him doesn't seem to mean that Fukatsu-kun never spoke to Kato, and I guess he wasn't as strong an emotion as he liked it... maybe he was wondering.

Somehow, I thought I figured out why I had a bad impression of Fukutsu-kun's husband.

"... I'm getting Sadias to help me. I owe you one. You can't stay here forever without apologizing because it's awkward."

Fumizu-kun isn't a bad person, either.

As for us, we'd rather have fewer enemies.

If your husband wakes up, maybe I can take him between.

With that in mind, I turned your husband around - exactly at that moment.

"Wow!?

My husband, who was supposed to have been asleep, rose to jump, so I screamed.

"Hey, what's up, Mashima? Were you awake?

You thought they were listening, Fumizu-kun gives you a voice that sounds awkward.

But your husband didn't respond.

"Your husband? What's wrong with you?

I immediately realized something was wrong.

As distracted as anything, your husband was eyeing a spot in the woods.

"... passed on"

The puffy and spilled twinkle did not respond to my call.

"I knew it, right...... but"

Whispers, as if even thin threads were carried by hand.

"This is... bad"

That was the colour of urgency.

"Gabella! And Sadias, get up!

As I said, your husband stood up instantly, attracting the sword, which was always at a distance within reach, and the only armor that had been removed among the protective equipment.

"I'll be out in a minute!

When I said it, I was already rushing out.

"Your husband!?

The appearance of your husband, who runs at full speed, seemingly not even reaching our confused voices, will soon disappear across the trees in the woods.

I don't know what it is.

But I couldn't let you go like this.

And I hastened after it, and Gabella followed it.

- Somewhere, I felt like I heard a honking cry for help.