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~3rd Person Perspective~
“What is this, a felid day between behemoths and dragons?” (Tsuruhashi)
A tragic clearing filled with dust and smoke that appeared in the middle of the forest. Trees had fallen, grass and flowers had been scorched, and the corpses of beasts were lying around.
At the center of it all, “Dignified Fungal Bass” was sitting on a log, holding a smoke pipe between his lips. Hakuou Maria remembers that when they first met a long time ago he reported that he quit smoking and she replied that she didn’t even know he smoked.
“Oh, dark-eared idiot?” (Balls)
“I’ll kill you old fart.” (Maria)
Dignified Fungal Balls was holding several of his own golden hypha balls and spinning them around in his hands. Hakuou remembered that Giran or someone taught him that he had that habit when thinking seriously, but it was useless knowledge for her, so she decided to forget it.
“It took a long time. And what was the result?” (Balls)
“Well… *mumbling*” (Maria)
“Hmm? Can you speak louder? Or if you want, you can say it directly against my ear–” (Balls)
“They escaped, all of them.” (Maria)
“Huh? The woman who was called the ‘Komagome Witch’ is a dud, isn’t she? Why don’t you just get married and lose that virginity?” (Balls)
Seeing the seven hypha dolls appear beside Hakuou, Dignified Fungal Balls sat upright on the log.
“It can’t be helped. Even the girl with the cursed knife was troublesome, those beasts came to get in the way. I don’t know what their signal was, but they got away during the confusion.” (Maria)
Hmm, Dignified Fungal Balls sniffed while smoking.
“Heh, what’s wrong with you? It looks like you had a pretty flashy fight.” (Maria)
The sound of the fierce battle that changed the entire terrain reached the ears of Hakuou as well. Dignified Fungal Balls himself seems to be unscathed, but his clothes are badly stained with dust and blood that seems to be that of the beasts.
“…he escaped… No, is it more correct to say that he went away?” (Balls)
“Eh?” (Maria)
“We fought each other for about five minutes, and then he said, ‘Enough,’ and went away. If we really fought each other, it would have been enough to turn the city of Ikebukuro into a crater.” (Balls)
“Are you serious?” (Maria)
The eyes peeking through the gaps in the turban were unexpectedly serious.
“Well, even if I was serious, I probably wouldn’t have been able to beat him. I haven’t felt this helpless since that foreskin-like Tokyo Governor.” (Balls)
“If you insult His Excellency again, I will kill you.” (Maria)
“What? What’s wrong with foreskin? All children have foreskin, even adults, including me… I understand, put away the [Rapier].” (Balls)
He may be dirtiest of filth as a human being, but he is one of the best in the country in terms of fighting ability. With that being said, the self-proclaimed Tsuruhashi Minato must also been quite a monster, thought Hakuou.
“…So, what about Giran? No way–” (Maria)
“They took him. I don’t think he’s dead… If I believe his words.” (Balls)
Hakuou tightly gripped her sleeve and clicked her tongue.
“Damn, he’s so smug even though he’s weak! What the hell is ‘I have to finish him, so if you get hit back–I don’t care!” (Maria)
“Don’t say that. Once you are born a man, there comes a time when you have to rise to the occasion, even if it is a battle, you have no chance of winning.” (Balls)
“Hmph, what a pathetic man.” (Maria)
Dignified Fungal Balls sat up, looked around, and took a deep breath.
“…Even so, it’s really scary, isn’t it? Those ‘Master Threadweavers’.” (Balls)
“Aren’t you talking about the self-proclaimed “Master Threadweaver” Demon?” (Maria)
Although she has not met him in person, she knows that there is no other answer to this question, at least if she combines all the information she has at present.
“Indeed. They deceive people, command “Family” beasts, use countless abilities, and work in the dark to bring chaos to the world. He was exactly what the guilds and the government had taught us about demons.” (Balls)
“Is that so.” (Maria)
“On the other hand, he showed his obsession with his former students. Even if he was against a strong opponent like me, he wasted his trump card beasts to help his subordinates escape. It’s really irrational and emotional. Haha, but I couldn’t see anything but a human.” (Balls)
Hakuou was about to say that it was absurd, but swallowed her words when she saw him spinning the hypha ball in his hand.
The sound of cicadas and grasshoppers filled the briefest of silences. It was almost September, and summer was almost over.
“…Well, what are you going to do?” (Maria)
“It’s obvious.” (Balls)
“That’s right, we’re both in this for the reward.” (Maria)
“You understand. But because Ikebukuro girls are waiting for me…” (Balls)
He lifted his arm like a dead branch and pointed.
“My gold ball chased him halfway there. If it’s not a bluff, over there.” (Balls)
Hakuou looked in that direction. From the position of the sun he is -.
“…Southwest, towards ‘Nakano Forest’.” (Maria)
“The den of furballs called Carbuncles. Let’s see who’s harrier my balls or them.” (Balls)
~Shuu’s Perspective~
I didn’t have the courage to refuse the invitation of the Beast King Suzuki, who was in a completely hospitable mood saying, “It’s been a long time since we’ve had a guest. Looks like we’ll be able to drink good liquor today.”
The lake view is not so bad, and they have a simple guest room. A barrel of liquor and some preserved foods are brought out from the room, and a barbeque party is held on the beach with the food Diana brought as a souvenir.
“Ahaha, so nice, so nice.” (Suzuki)
Beast King Suzuki is happy with Koyuki and Kinami on her lap.
“It’s good to drink liquor while fluffing some tails. It’s enough to make me drink five barrels.” (Suzuki)
With these words, Suzuki alternately nuzzles her nose into both Carbuncles’ bellies and sniffs. She is back in human mode, so to the uninitiated, she looks like a drunken, squirrel-sniffing bachelorette.
“Abe, you have it good. It’s all females. You have a harem.” (Sou)
Utsuki poked me with her elbow, but I knew that there was another male here. Kareu, or rather, Mr. Kaeru, has a really magnificent set hanging down.
“Yes, Abe Shuu,” said Suzuki. “I want to hear your story because it’s a big deal. You’ve beaten some of the best fighters in the country, and I’m sure we’ve got plenty of liquor and beautiful women to tell your tale.”
“Oh, I’d love to hear some too,” said Diana.
“Eh, ah, I suppose…” (Shuu)
I’m the one who wants to hear their story, but I swallow those words.
The stories are just the stories , or rather, Suzuki is a considerable heavy drinker, and while continuing to drink at the same pace, Utsuki collapses, and Diana falls flat. The party ended with just me Suzuki and the fluffs. Carrying the two of them to the guest room (there were just three wooden beds), I also went to bed early.
The questions that still linger in my head disturb my sleep, making me toss and turn over and over.
“–It’s early, did you get any sleep?” (Suzuki)
I don’t know what time it is, but judging by the color of the firefly moss, it’s probably around dawn.
When I somehow woke up and left the room, Suzuki was sitting under the torii gate by the water. Kaeru curls up to serve as her backrest.
“Ah, yes… Thank you for the great meal yesterday.” (Shuu)
“Good, good, I enjoyed it too. It’s been a long time since we’ve had a lively dinner.” (Suzuki)
I sat down next to her while being beckoned. Kaeru gently raises his face and snorts.
“…it’s written on your face that you want to continue where we left off yesterday.” (Suzuki)
“That’s right.” (Shuu)
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