I open my eyes to the dazzle of sunshine that has entered, and I crawl out of the temple.
It's morning.
When I slept, I was supposed to be in the back, barely reaching the light of the sun, but I seemed to fall asleep and come to the shallow part of the temple.
"Gwwwwwwww..."
I turned my mouth to the sky and raised my elbow.
Caught in my absence, they opened their eyes.
As always, the forehead is covered with egg sacs.
Honestly, I wish I didn't have to hatch like this.
I don't think they miss spiders, unlike jade rabbits.
"Guh......"
You must have slept quite a bit, but you were still sleepy, staring at me in detail and depression.
Just looking at the leftovers from last night, they changed the color of their eyes.
"Guh! Guh! Gah!"
Guru stretches his neck toward the tribute.
Is this guy eating all that last night and still not eating enough?
If I slowly distributed it and ate it, it would have been a few meals, but only last night the other side had half-destructed their contribution.
The other half is about to disappear at breakfast.
I can't complain because you work exactly for me, but I feel like I want you to weigh in some more.
I would appreciate it if the Litveal brought their contribution again, but I don't see him around, no sign of him.
Did you get scared of my attitude yesterday or did you find out I wasn't a dragon god?
Once in a while, I'll go the day I decide... maybe there's something like that, and there's still hope!... should be.
While I was thinking, they stuck their mouths in the cage and ate and fished.
Both the bird meat and the pork, there are only bones left already.
Are you finished eating?
When they eat, they get hungry up to me, and you should let them eat as much as possible because they're in a bad mood... I don't feel sorry for them.
"Huh!"
... beside the person who leaks his nose satisfactorily, I was wrapping the bones of Gazigazi and the other person's spitting pig.
I don't mind... yeah...
Where I was appropriately indulgent, I spit out the remains of a pig's bone.
They were looking at me with pity.
'... if you'd told me, I would have given you a little'
Oh, I got something in my head.
It's starting to feel like we can communicate steadily.
I turn to the big pot next to the other eaten wreckage.
The other party doesn't seem to be talking about this.
I tried sniffing my nose, but it doesn't smell like eating.
If it was meat, they wouldn't be leaving it alone.
When I gently poked him in the forefoot, he heard a wave of water.
Is that a drink?
I'll open the lid.
Colorless, clear water. No, but it smells like coming up through this nose... alcohol?
What you say is booze.
I guess Yamatano Orochi was killed while he was drunk.
That's a snake, but I feel somewhat off the hook.
As I peered into the kettle, they stretched their necks softly and turned their faces to heaven with the edges of the kettle.
The contents flow into each other's mouths at once.
Twist your neck and slap the kettle to the ground.
Gachan and the kettle crack.
The other side licked his tongue with a pepper and licked the liquor around his mouth.
"Gah!"
The other party sounded satisfied as they spit.
Oh, no!
To the habit of saying we'll split up next!
Don't break a pot or something!
Be careful next time. If the Litveals find me, they're going to think I'm angry.
Yes, if you add [soul to faux-life] to the kettle, it will go back to normal... right, that's right.
Yeah, that's right. It's much more likely that the pot fragments will groan.
"Gahhh."
The other side was happily licking the inside of the pot fragments.
He liked the alcohol so much.
For once, you're me too, so don't do things that aren't very good.
Wasn't that fragment in your mouth right now?
Hey, spit it out, don't you think you'll break your stomach later?
... No, you swallowed a holy sword a long time ago or something.
It's definitely better than that, and you're okay with it.
I wonder what's going on by now.
Is it still in your stomach, or did it melt with the dragon's stomach fluids?
Either way, it doesn't seem to be in decent working order.
Starting today, I'm more self-sufficient than I've lost my contribution.
You have to hunt for your prey.
Let Wight do some cover shooting and earn some experience...... Speaking of which, Wight isn't here, is he?
You weren't supposed to be inside the temple.
Exploring the area with [signs sensing], there was a slight reaction from behind the temple.
This feeling would be a sign of Wight.
I went around the temple and followed the signs of Wight.
As you can sense, Wight was on the back.
He's bending over, reaching out to the ground, scratching the soil.
If you don't pick and pull the shallow part of the soil, a mass of soil... no, it's too wrapped up in the soil.
That is a cloth coated with dirt.
When Wight pays the cloth with his hands, he sees black from behind the soil. It had embroidery on it.
Litveal clothes.
Is it what Wight wore during his lifetime?
Wight drops some soil and then rattles the bones of his mandible satisfactorily.
Then I bent my legs and shivered my body frighteningly as I tried to wear them and stopped moving, looking back at this one.
I see eye to eye with Wight's orbit.
Wight shyly looked away and crouched in.
I felt like I saw something I shouldn't have seen, and I lay down my face.
... you've been like naked before. Do you mind if I see you dressed now?
No, I don't even feel like I know.
Waiting for the rubbing sound of his clothes to stop before raising his face, Wight was wearing his clothes securely.
It's a black piece that is dirty and torn with dirt, but connected up and down.
Similar to what a Litveal girl who helped from Manticore wore.
The man who came to deliver the tribute was wearing pants, so I figured Wight was a girl, too.
There is no possibility that I just wore what was there.
Wight rattles his bones at the rattlesnake and circles around on the spot before looking up at me.
Looks like he might have something to say.
Watch me shut up and tilt my neck with Karan.
Hey, are you asking me for my clothes?
Yes, no... but I blah, blah, blah, blah...
Or cute...... I don't even feel like it, yeah.
Oh, later, look, that's it. Maybe we should wash it once in the river and completely soil it.
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