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~Bud’s Perspective~

　Bud and his friends were in the dining room on the first floor of the inn.

　It’s a good thing that the inn is open to the public as a bar at night.

“It’s times like this when you need to drink!” (Bud)

“No, no. I don’t think this is the time for that. I think it’s better to report to Kaoru-san immediately.” (Dirk)

“Dirk-san, let’s do it tomorrow. Let’s have our Final Meal.” (Carl)

“Well, don’t say the Final Meal it sounds terrible!” (Tryst)

“ I’ve been wanting to cuddle with a girl for so long… I’m okay with Tryst, so let me please.” (Carl)

“Huh, Carl, stop being an idiot and get your head right.” (Tryst)

“Even if you say that, I can’t help but feel this way.” (Carl)

　All four of us were feeling quite blue.

　In addition, we didn’t notice that a girl watching the four of us from afar.

　It was Nike.

“I’m thinking about something fun.” (Nike)

“”!?”” (Bud, Carl, Tryst, & Dirk)

“Well, I wasn’t planning on surprising you!” (Nike)

“What is it? Nike…” (Carl)

“Can you stop with that overtly disgusting face?” (Nike)

“That’s right! Nike. I need a favor of a lifetime.” (Carl)

“I refuse.” (Nike)

“I haven’t said anything yet!” (Carl)

“It’s bound to be something fishy since it’s Carl.” (Nike)

“That’s right. He told me something similar a while ago.” (Tryst)

“No-not really. That’s not what I would request.” (Carl)

“Then what is it? Just ask.” (Nike)

“… Nike’s little body is Nyan Nya (my).” (Carl)

　Carl wasn’t able to say until the end.

　With an agile movement, Nike kicked Carl’s head.

　Carl slumped on the desk and got knocked out.

“I didn’t hear it. What’s with this funeral-like atmosphere?” (Nike)

“Well, there are various things.” (Bud)

“I want to know, I’m curious!” (Nike)

　She sticks to me like a purring cat.

　My arm is soon buried between soft mounds.

　Tryst clears her throat and glares at me. Then something passed my nose.

　Nike finally entangles me with her tail, as she presses he body tightly to me.

　Moreover, Tryst gets moodier.

　Nike enjoying the mood lets out a sigh.

　Nike seems to be in a good mood while drinking alcohol with us.

　However, Tryst grabs Nike’s neck and pulls her off me.

　Nike whispered in something in Tryst’s ear with a sly expression on her face. Then, Tryst replied in a shout, “That’s not the case,” while her cheeks are dyed pink.

　Dirk-san and I were confused about what they are doing.

　Then, Tryst suddenly turned red.

　Enjoying her reaction, Nike apologized to Tryst with a casual “Sorry~teehee”.

　With that one word, I felt like I heard an unpleasant sound.

　Nike seems to have gone too far.

“Nike, I’ve known you for a long time, but today is like the day you die.” (Tryst)

“Nyanya!?” (Nike)

“Do you want to be a musical instrument? Or is it better to send you to the black market and spend your entire life as the sex slave of a greasy uncle?” (Tryst) [T/N: Cat guts are used as strings for string instruments BTW.]

“T-Tryst. Your eyes are serious? Well, whichever I choose, it’s still a bad end you know?” (Nike)

“Yeah, die.” (Tryst)

“I want to. I will apologize! I will apologize sincerely.” (Nike)

“How can you say ‘Sorry~teehee’ and sincerely apologize? Are you kidding me? You think you can get away with pissing me off for free!” (Tryst)

“Sorry for real~ Dirk-sama help any of youuu~!” (Nike)

　Nike, who was grabbed by the scruff of her neck. Clawed the air.

“Yes, yes, Tryst-san, please leave at that. Nike-san you’ve taken it too far. Please be careful in the future.” (Dirk)

　While scratching his head, Dirk-san said this.

　Tryst reluctantly releases Nike.

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“Thank you, Dirk-san. It was really dangerous.” (Nike)

“You have to protect your life.” (Dirk)

　Nike clings to Dirk-san’s legs while shedding tears like a waterfall.

　She was trembling hard.

“You’ve done it again. Do you not learn even after experiencing it every time?” (Dirk)

“Uh … because I can’t stop it when it’s fun.” (Nike)

“Hmm… Please change little by little, otherwise it’s going to get really dangerous.” (Dirk)

　The funeral-like atmosphere of a few moments ago seemed to have disappeared.

“Dirk-san, let’s turn talk about this matter tomorrow.” (Bud)

“Well, that’s right. I’m not in a state where I can talk properly right now.” (Dirk)

　Carl hasn’t woken up yet.

　Tryst seemed to be in a daze.

　And with Nike around, we can’t talk about this.

　We had to break up for the day.

　I guarded Dirk-san on the way home.

　He promised me that he would not go to Kaoru’s place to report on his own.

　This was the only thing he promised me, and we parted ways.