Yuusha, Aruiwa Bakemono to Yobareta Shoujo

The brave keep walking in the dim woods without a guess. Once a person passes, rely on only a few traces, and even go down a path without a path.

The sky is covered in trees, and I have no idea what time it is. I'm sure it's not night, but the sunlight never plugs in.

The ground is brimming with muddy moss, and the tall trees that stand in chaos take away their sense of direction.

From around you, you can hear birds howling and beasts howling from time to time. I can't feel the signs that humans are nearby.

Clothes that are red stained in the abdomen seep in sweat. The shoes are muddy all the way inside and just walking makes me sick.

The wound is healing but the body is terrible. My head hurts and I feel dizzy. I'm hungry, and I want to wash my body off.

Even if there was an inn ahead of us through the woods, there's nothing I can do about it because I don't have the money.

(Are you going to make it wild today? I also feel like I'm circling around the same place. If anyone calls the street, ask them for the way -)

When the brave man felt the limit on his strength and strength, he heard a strange noise from nearby.

The sound is sounded at regular intervals. It's not metallic, it's duller than that.

"I wonder if there's a demon."

The brave man makes his eyes run to the bushes around him with vigilance. Some demons slammed the stone axe on their shields and formed herds to intimidate them.

Unfortunately, the brave men nowadays have no weapons in their hand. The only clothes I wear are these clothes that are stained with blood. It would be a little troublesome if you were ambushed.

When I have a problem, I think about taking my weapon and paying it back, and I slowly walk toward the sound as I get up.

Strange sounds approached me step by step. It seems to be ringing faster and faster. I get the feeling I'm in a hurry.

"From by that tree? Well, what the hell are you doing?"

At the end of his gaze, there is an Oki who seems to have lived a considerable age. The dull sound was coming from it.

When I scratched the bush and approached the great tree, I saw the two humans.

One is a middle-aged man leaning against a tree and closing his eyes to sleep. Maybe he's a pedestrian because he's got big baggage next to him. But if you look closely, the man's face is badly blackened and he wants maggots.

Apparently, I've exhausted myself on the journey. Being invaded by a disease and going down is not a rare story.

The other is a brunette girl wearing a thin, dirty cloth. Is it about six to seven years old? If you look at the blue and white cheeks, the thin and thin body, and the crude figure, you can see at a glance that you are poor.

The girl has stones in her hands and is desperately pounding towards the man's body. I don't know what you're trying to do, but you don't seem to notice anything about the brave.

The brave man decided to give it a try for now.

"Hey, what the hell are you doing just now? Is that a ritual of mourning for the dead?

…………

There is no response from the girl. I don't even try to look at this one. I'm obsessed and stoned over and over again. Sometimes his fingers seem to be pinched, and the stone is seeping red. Still don't try to stop it. I repeat the same act without ever getting bored with my skinny hands.

Maybe I don't understand the words? In that case, it's the same thing you're talking to the beast about.

"Hey, you know what I'm saying? I'm asking you what you're doing."

"Bake this."

Reinforcing her tone, she asked the girl, and now the reply came back. Unlike the beast, the words seem to make sense.

And I could understand what you were doing. This girl is about to start a fire.

But unfortunately, after all these years, it will never come true. There will never be a spark where the firestones meet each other. I know I tried to look good, but I can't do what I can't.

"You can't start a fire in that way after hundreds of years. That stone will not create a spark unless it is struck against steel. There's a lot of order to start a fire."

"…… That's right. Too bad."

When the girl dropped her shoulder somewhere depressed, she threw two stones at the spot just saying she had used them.

And when I take the rusty knife out of the man's luggage, I shake it wide and try to stick it up to the body.

The brave man hurries to call a halt.

"Hey, wait a minute! I don't know what your grudge is, but he's already dead."

"I really wanted to bake it and then eat it. Because raw breaks my stomach. But it seems impossible, so I decided to eat like this. Because I'm starving and I'm dying."

"... you, are you trying to eat a human?

"Because I want meat. I tried the grass around there, but it tasted so bad that I couldn't eat it. I have food when I get home, but I don't have my share. I also looked for this guy's stuff but he didn't have any food. So I thought I'd eat some meat falling down here."

I had some headaches with the retarded answer, but the brave man decided to convince me to stop. Though other personnel, I don't want to see such a child fish for human dead meat. I can't even miss it more than I know.

"Stop being stupid. Some things you shouldn't eat, even if you're hungry. Humans shouldn't eat humans."

"……… take my rice, you too?

A girl turns this way along with a low voice that doesn't look good on the outside. A strong warning is issued to the brave man's brain. Don't let that young appearance fool you. If you get out of your mind, this guy will come at you, he said never to be alarmed.

The girl's eyes were badly clouded by the evidence. From the half-opened mouth, the saliva drips, and a rusty knife is held in his hand. I guess all I have in mind is appetite. All I'm saying is that if I disturb you, you will eat and kill me too. If it wasn't for the girl's appearance, those eyes would only seem to belong to the hungry wolf.

"I don't eat that stuff, and I don't want it. But you can't miss eating humans. You can't miss being a monster. [M] I'm a brave man."

"... it is. But you're really willing to keep the meat to yourself. You take meat from me, too."

"That's why..."

"Even before, I ate all the corpses of the ravioli I brought home. They were all meat, but they only gave me bones. It's the meat I found, but it's so sloppy."

As the girl stood up loosely, she lowered her hips and jumped toward us. The movement is rough and full of gaps, but only the intent to kill is comparable to the demons. Whatever the knife is, if it bites me bad, I'm not going to let it go until I die.

"You hungry bastard!

Slap down a sticking knife and grab the girl's throat up. Even though I just woke up, it's not fading enough to devour such a cluttered attack.

"- Huh!!

The girl suffers but shows desperate resistance with her hands and feet flat. I'm not going to kill you on a boulder, but it's visible that you're going to hit me the moment you let go.

The brave man decided to try to intimidate his face closer to its limit.

"It's only a big deal about temper, but it's still sweet. - Listen carefully, dirty eater girl. If you promise you won't hit me, I'll let you go. If you can't promise, I'll strangle you like this."

"- Huh!!

Girl with her teeth peeled out and her neck shaken to the side. He seems willing to attack. I completely misunderstand you as a thief who embezzles food about brave men.

Seems to outweigh my anger at being deprived of food than my fear of being killed.

"Not good courage. It's just that even if they're hungry, I really do when I do. I have no hesitation in killing demons. Think carefully."

Still, the girl shakes her head to the side. And slightly distorted. Is it a sign of will to do it now? Not at all age-like.

"You have a good gut in the habit of starving ghosts. If you're impressed."

The brave man worries as he grabs the girl's throat. Killing him like this would still be a bad idea. But if I let you go, you'll definitely attack me again. What the hell is wrong with you?

In the first place, it was a failure to see this scene. If I didn't know, I'd come straight through. It's all my fault that I got into trouble.

After worrying for a while as it was, the brave men decided to present a compromise.

"Then let's do this. You want to eat meat to death. I can't miss you eating human meat. So I'll get you another meat."

"……… another, meat?

"I will hunt and feed you the beast there. So what do you say?"

…………

When the brave man confirmed, the girl finally growed up and nodded. The cloudiness of the eyes seems to have diminished somewhat and reason has returned. Instead, the amount of saliva coming out of my mouth was increasing. It's a stomach noise.

The brave man, getting tired, accidentally sighed.

"This is it."

The brave man used the rusty knife that the girl had and continuously finished the poor wild rabbit and wild bird that was nearby.

There was an appliance in the man's leftover luggage that seemed to be available for cooking, so I wouldn't hesitate to let him use it.

Appropriately scrape off hair and skin and remove guts. Cut blood dripping red meat properly with a knife. Stick them in an iron skewer and stick them up against the ground.

Combine the scratched tree branches, magically ignite them and burn them lavishly. An appetizing fragrant smell begins to drift around.

The girl sat and watched the task, but she already looked at it like it was the limit of patience. He said it was still half burnt, but his hand was reaching out, so he didn't hesitate to slap it off.

Hold down your hand and the girl looks like the saddest face you've ever seen. It's the face of a young child who's taken an important toy.

"Wait a little longer until it burns. If you eat it half-baked, it'll break your stomach."

"You can break it, I want to eat it now"

"Damn, it would be splendid if the food was that far away. Then put it in your mouth."

I'll give the girl an iron skewer stabbed with little meat. Girl gets greedy at it when she smiles full face. He seems to be chewing well and tasting gravy without swallowing it right away. When I finish eating it over time, I get a blissful look.

This was the first time a human had ever eaten so deliciously that the brave man accidentally blew it out.

"I didn't season anything, but I looked like I had a treat. You were really hungry."

"Delicious. Hey, have you cooked this one yet?

"You can eat it if it comes with a little scorch. I just need this one."

As the brave man urged him to eat more and more, the girl grabbed the iron skewer with both hands and started eating again. There's gravy all around your mouth. I throw it into my mouth from next to next with no concern at all.

The brave man is also hungry, so grab the iron skewer that was nearby and chew the meat a thousand times. It tastes wild. I just want spices to get rid of the smell, but I wouldn't even be able to say luxury here.

Then less than thirty minutes later, the girl finished eating all the meat. Only one bottle was eaten by the brave, but I had no particular complaints because my stomach was full just watching.

"Hey, what does your name say? In praise of its tremendous eating, I'll let you hear it for once."

"I'm Sheila. I live in a village by this forest."

The girl named Shella is carefully licking the oil on her hand. Are you satisfied that your stomach is swollen or the cloudiness is completely gone from your eyes.

"Do you have any family in that village?

"I'm here, but he said he didn't need to talk about me. He said he tried to sell it but couldn't because he was dying soon. So they say it's useless at home. He barely even gives me rice."

Even though the Demon King is dead, this world looks the same. It hasn't changed at all from when there were brave men. This kind of story is likely to be heard in the future.

I can also understand why people didn't buy Shella. If you look at this complexion and figure, you can't help but decide it's not long.

But I find Shella somewhat uncomfortable explaining her situation lightly. At the right age, I think I could cry more.

"How old are you? I think you're probably a big girl for what you see."

"Maybe six. I don't care about the year, I don't remember it very well. The only thing that matters is what you can eat today"

Shella says so and looks back at the man's body. I had a bad feeling about the look of it nodding my tongue, so I stab the nail.

"So stop turning your appetite to humans. Fix that outrageous vice right now."

"Can I just try one bite? Because I wonder what it tastes like. Just one bite."

"Absolutely not. And stop it because it tastes bad."

"You've eaten humans before?

"You've decided not to. Don't ask me stupid things."

"How do you know it tastes bad when you've never eaten it?

"... well, you see, it doesn't matter what you think."

Does it really taste bad? There's no way I know that. There is no reason to eat it and confirm it. First, when you start to have an appetite for a human opponent, you're no different than a demon.

"Whatever the taste, you can't because if you eat humans, they become demons. Absolutely not!

I was stuck in words unconsciously, but the brave man said it out strongly.

"How can you be a demon if you eat humans?

"Because that's what it is."

"So animals that ate humans become demons, too?

Shella throws questions early on. I guess I'm not trying to get into it, I'm purely questioning it.

Will animals become demons when they eat humans? I don't think so. Even if a wolf ate this corpse, that's very common. The so-called management of nature.

But there can be no such thing as a genie who only targets humans and eats them with joy. There was only one guy who still had a terrible smell of corruption. Even if the original was human. Naturally, I've killed them all, and I will continue to.

"People who delight in eating humans become demons. Animals, but humans!

"Then why are we allowed to eat meat from other animals? I was happy to eat ravioli and birds, but I haven't become a monster."

"…… Whatever you say."

"Only humans are special? Why is that?

I'm stuck with the answer. That's all I can say because that's what it is. It's not good to eat, but humans can't live without eating. The same thing happens to other animals.

Is it permissible for only humans to eat other animals? In the first place, who decides not to forgive, etc. It's a somewhat difficult issue for me not to be a priest. I've never seen or believed in God or anything like that.

- But there's only one thing I can say.

"Anyway, humans shouldn't eat humans. I'm the brave one, so I'm pretty sure. Think about the other little difficulties when they grow up!

"Humans should not eat humans"

"That's right. Because I, the brave one, say it. Absolutely!

"It is."

When the brave man answers with his chest stretched, Shella also pulls back. But his gaze is on the man's body again. You have no idea.

The brave stare at Shella.

"You're gonna sneak in after I go, aren't you? It says that on your face."

"Really?"

Shella starts touching her face with pettiness. My little face became gravy coated.

"That's how much he's on his face.... Right, let's do this then. If you promise not to eat humans, I'll get you more meat. Plus I'll show you how to start a fire. So what?"

"Can you eat more meat?

Shella's eating up a fishing needle.

"That's right."

"What happens if you break that promise?

"Nothing's going to happen. It's just that you're gonna be a man who can't keep his word. But people who can't keep their promises won't be able to eat good rice either."

The brave man comes up with the right thing to say, but Shella listens seriously.

After a while of thought, Shella nodded deeply.

"Okay. I never eat humans. I promise."

"Because it's a promise to the brave. You'll see as soon as you break it."

"Never, never break"

"All right, shall we look for prey again then? Bigger guy than just now. After the fire."

The brave man appropriately strolled around looking for his prey. I couldn't find it inside, but eventually I succeeded in capturing the big pig.

I'll take out the fireing tools that were in the man's luggage and teach him how to ignite them using firestones, firecrackers. Gradually increase the fire using scraps, shattered dead leaves, etc. This is what my fellow brave men taught me a long time ago. One of the basics of traveling.

I don't know if Shella will be able to take advantage of this, but I promised I'd teach her to do it well. Promises must be kept.

"It's pretty hard to eat this."

"Can I eat them all?

"Remember the word" eighth belly. "

After taking the time to dismantle the pig, I taught him how to preserve it for a long time. And then there's the way to determine if it's rotten. Shella seems to have been planning on eating a whole head on the spot, but she can't do it on the boulder.

I don't think these knowledge would be a fundamental solution, but Shella at the time seemed very happy to be able to eat meat again tomorrow.

The brave man finally decided to bury the man's body. Thank you for letting me use my business tools on my own. Shella helped me, by the way.

By the time I had finished the work on the street, the area was dark. Originally, the forest was not lit by sunlight, but the darkness is increasing.

"This is the end of what I can teach. After that, you just keep your word."

"Thanks."

When you bag the rest of the pork like it matters, Shella says thank you. I don't think my heart feels good compared to when I'm eating, but I decided to think that this is also my personality.

"By the way, isn't there a big city around here? I can't live without making money somewhere."

"Straight down here, there's a big river flowing. Before we went down, the villagers said there was a big city called Art."

"Yes, thank you for letting me know. Uh, can you go home alone to the village? I'll send it to you."

When the brave man asked, Shella nodded that she was fine.

"I know this neighborhood well, so I'm fine."

"Oh well. Well, you do fine, too. Don't eat rotten meat."

The brave wave leaves the place behind. Shella was standing on the spot without saying anything in particular.

I found the river of goals, so I walked along the stream and circled my thoughts.

Whether Shella will be able to live safely after this. That seems pretty difficult. My family calls me useless and I don't seem to be getting a meal at all. I don't like to kill myself, so maybe I'm just going to die. If poverty is extreme, it will be something that easily fades the emotions of parents and children.

Keeping hunting in the woods is also difficult in Shella's physique. We just have to fish for animal bodies or take nuts, mushrooms, etc. There will also be many dangerous animals in the woods. A bunch of bandits might be lurking. Luck doesn't last forever. Tomorrow I might be on the eating side.

Even if we know that, there's nothing we can do about it for the brave. There will be numerous children like Shella, and I can't help them with that one at a time. Brave men are not gods. I can't go around giving them salvation as they are asked for.

After all, there's only one thing a brave man can do. - Kill the demons, kill them, kill them all. Just for that, the brave exist.

"... you really mean a world that doesn't look the same."

That moment when the brave man sighed.

"Hey."

"- Huh!!

He was suddenly called out from behind him right away, so the brave man hurriedly took a distance and looked back. There was a figure of Shella tilting her neck wonderfully.

The brave man had concentrated on his thoughts, but he had not failed to be vigilant. The same is true of the blow that has already been struck, such as being taken behind his back. If Shella was willing to kill, she would have a knife sticking up her back.

I didn't mean to be alarmed, but I couldn't notice.

"I forgot to ask you earlier, so I thought you'd tell me."

"Don't talk to me from behind all of a sudden. I almost hit him with all my might."

"I'm sorry."

It's a face I don't think is bad at all. It's a short relationship, but I kind of get it.

"…… So, what do you want to hear?"

"Can I eat demons?

"…………………?

"Can I eat demons?

"... you want to eat demons?

The brave man confirms in disdain. The eating girl in front of me has no indication she's joking. It's a serious look.

An appetite would be a kind of talent if you let it go this far. I have no idea what it will do.

"I'd love to try it."

Can I eat demons? Can you eat it in the first place? I've never thought of anything stupid like that, and I've never wanted to eat it, etc.

There will be no reason why you shouldn't eat it. If the original is not human. The appearance itself is many of them like animals and bugs. It's not like they have an appetite. Instead, I want to crush him.

"As it were, well, if you weren't originally human, it wouldn't be anything good. But I'm sure I'll break your stomach. Their sexual roots are rotten."

"Okay, next time I find it, I'll try it. By the way, what does a demon look like?

Shella, who has no idea, asks me even more.

"You'll see in one shot. Because he's a different kind of person than a human being. Let me tell you something, if you find it, do your best to escape. If you don't want to die."

"Thank you for sharing so much. Bye."

As Shella distorted her mouth with pleasure, she walked through the woods with her fire-fighting tools pounding with pleasure.

Apparently, Shella can kill her own signs. While I've been in and out of the woods many times before, I guess I wore it naturally. It doesn't seem like he would die for the time being if there were one. My stomach won't swell.

The brave man sat on the spot with a complicated face after dropping off Shella's hindsight. But after a while, he finally couldn't enjoy himself and stopped pushing his laughter to death.

"- Kuk, ahahahaha, I've never seen a fool want to eat a demon before. Have humans become stronger or demons become weaker? Either way, you can't beat that gourmet girl. I have to kill them all before I can eat them all."

When the brave man gets up in momentum, he laughs invincibly and stares around him. Four people are asking how this is going. It would be like a chase for travelers. I look like a person, but I don't need to hesitate at all.

"I will not forgive a man who has fallen into a demon. It reeks of rot. Kill all of you. Oh, I won't eat, so die in peace."

"- This guy, he's gonna use his magic!

"First off! Kill him!

"It's too late, you idiots."

The brave man peels out his teeth and hands. When the dazzling white light was emitted, the chasers jumped out in a hurry to gain something.

When the white light can play, four screams woodspirits in the woods.

He added and subtracted a little too much, and several people were alive in a state of imminent death. It doesn't seem to be in good shape because I just woke up. It is usually dusted in one shot.

"Don't you want to go back yet? I'm really angry."

"Ta, help -"

"Don't speak human language because you're deaf."

The chasers cry and beg for their lives, but ignore them and crush their faces. Magically kill the rest of the dead too. I don't negotiate with demons. It's something I've been deciding for a long time.

After washing away all the dirt from his body in the nearby river, he fell asleep in the shallow water and the brave man decided to look at the starry sky.

I wonder what kind of people are in the city we're going to. I wonder what demons there are. I wonder what happens to me there.

After much thought, the brave man slowly decided to close his eyes.

The last thing I thought about was that I really didn't care that I would only look like a drowning body right now.