Festival Eve ④
Juicy-san is looking at me.
I’m looking at Juicy-san too.
“Um, um, um, Lord Wof. Good evening.”
“Good evening.”
We exchanged greetings. Juicy-san, who bowed her head with a quick nod, wagged her tail while her dog ears twitched.
Then, she approached me and sniffed with her nose, sniff sniff. She looked displeased and pouted.
“Um, um, Lord Wof. You smell strongly of other females.”
“Eh?”
“Um, that’s been the case for a while now, woof. But recently, it’s especially strong.”
“Th-That’s…”
Then, Juicy-san grabbed my arm. She pulled me along just like that.
The place we arrived at was a storage room. It was probably one of the many storage rooms in this mansion.
Upon entering, it was dimly lit, and bedding like futons, pillows, and sheets were piled up high in storage.
It wasn’t completely dark because the light from the stars and moon was shining in through a window.
“Woof!”
Juicy-san let out a small bark and hugged me.
A soft, fluffy, yet sufficiently full and pleasant sensation assaulted me.
Just like that, Juicy-san started rubbing her body against me, rub rub rub rub.
“J-Juicy-san!?”
Without saying anything, she forcefully hugged me and rubbed against me, suppressing her voice.
Ah, this is marking. Wait, Juicy-san’s hair, ears, and tail turned pure white.
No way, this can’t be happening!
“W-Woof! Woof! Wawawawaf! Kuuun, Lord Wof…”
Pseudo-Deification Relic “Fenrir”—Th-This is bad…!?
I, too, instantly transformed into “Generous.”
My “Generous” form, with purple hair and eyes, stared at Juicy-san in her “Fenrir” form.
Fenrir Juicy-san hugged me even tighter.
Her tail was wagging so hard it looked like it might break off.
“…Juicy-san.”
I slowly stroked her head. I touched her pure white hair and large dog ears.
Her chest was pressed firmly against my torso. Even through her clothes, it felt melt-in-your-mouth soft and resilient.
And other things too… It’s different from Shiro-san’s pleasant, lukewarm body temperature.
Juicy-san is warm.
We have no choice but to stay like this until time runs out.
It’s the same for me, but this can’t be found out.
Somehow, it’s getting hot.
Perhaps because this place is closed off and there are futons and such, the heat is building up.
It’s the same for Juicy-san.
She’s sweating, still hugging me, and nothing but her tail is moving.
Sweat beaded on my forehead too, and large drops trickled down my cheek and fell.
“Lick…”
Suddenly, Juicy-san licked my cheek.
“!?”
“Woof, um, I licked you… It’s salty.”
She smiled shyly, her purple eyes, looking up at me, glistening faintly.
“It’s salty because it’s sweat.”
Confused, I blurted out something strange.
“Um… Um, Lord Wof… Woof… I wanted to stay like this forever…”
“…Juicy-san…”
I stroked her head. I gently touched her ears.
And then we held each other close.
Eventually, Juicy-san returned to normal, and then I did too.
We both laughed.
After that, we sat down and talked.
About trivial everyday things. About the Fire Dungeon and the EVENT.
About Hayyarn’s business.
“Um, are you going to mass-produce those Orbs of Light?”
“I thought there would be high demand for them.”
“Um, I understand. As expected of Lord Wof!”
“It’s not that big of a deal. By the way, I heard the Tasan Family’s villa is looking for maids?”
“Um, yes. We’re having trouble finding enough.”
“In that case, probably… I think Munieca-san might have already spoken about it, but Torquetum proposed hiring Menos Dolls as maids.”
“Um, um, um, what are Menos Dolls?”
I explained it briefly.
“That’s the gist of it, what do you think?”
“Um, woof. That’s very reassuring. Please, I’ll be in your care.”
“Along with that, we’ll connect the villa and my house with a gate.”
“Eh? Um, with Lord Wof’s house!?”
“Yes. Is that not okay?”
“Um, um, um, in that case, that’s more than welcome! By all means, um, I’ll definitely try to convince Dova-neesama and the people from Torquetum!”
“P-Please do.”
For some reason, she’s fired up. I can feel her extraordinary fighting spirit, so it should be fine.
The conversation naturally shifted to her sisters. About Syuu-san and Sedici-chan.
When I mentioned I had met them, Juicy-san replied that she knew.
“Um, I heard from Syuu-chan and Sedici-chan.”
“So, they aren’t at the party today, huh?”
“Um, Sedici-chan is sleeping because it’s her bedtime. Um, um, Syuu-chan, because of her appearance, can’t really do things like parties.”
“Ah, that appearance, certainly.”
“Yes. Woof. Because Syuu-chan has that appearance, she’s been kidnapped or attacked many times since she was little… And besides, people will definitely make a move on her.”
“That must be tough.”
“Um, um, um, woof. Syuu-chan… she’s a fan of the Witch-san.”
“Eh? A fan of the Witch?”
“Y-Yes. Um, that’s why she wants to become a Seeker. She has the skill too. Syuu-chan doesn’t have a Relic, but she once defeated a Lower Gold-rank monster with her bare hands, though she almost died doing it.”
“Eh? With her bare hands… a Lower Gold-rank…!?”
Isn’t she a monster? That appearance and such strength. No matter how you look at it, she has First Class talent.
“Y-Yes. Um, but because of her personality, she can’t easily get permission. I think if she became a little more docile, she’d get permission.”
“Certainly, her way of speaking isn’t very good, but that’s the same for Sesh-san, isn’t it?”
“Um, um, um, Sesh-chan has a quiet personality, but Syuu-chan, if she doesn’t like someone, she’ll hit them regardless of their position or rank. Previously, a fourth prince who used his authority to forcefully try and marry Syuu-chan… she beat him, along with his entourage and guards, to within an inch of their lives.”
“…I-I see.”
“Um, um, um, and what’s more, that kind of thing has happened several times.”
She’s too much of a thug.
Even if the other party is completely in the wrong, if they have that kind of status, she should stop at beating them half to death.
If it were me, I would have done that. And I would do so.
Still, with such beauty, she must really be going through a lot.
I think it’s only natural if she’s come to hate men.
“Speaking of which, um, about Sedici-san,”
“Um, yes. Woof. Sedici-chan, is it?”
“She mentioned a ‘vortex.’ Do you know what that’s about?”
“Woof. I’ve been told that too.”
“Juicy-san too?”
“Yes. Um, I was told I’m a vortex gracefully drifting in the starry sky. What were you told, Lord Wof?”
“Err, it was a vortex that changes shape, sometimes large, sometimes small. Something about it being hard to read, apparently.”
“Um, um, Lord Wof! Woof! I… I want to become a vortex that nestles close to your vortex, Lord Wof!”
“You’re already nestled close to me now.”
“Woof!”
She shows a radiant smile that covers her whole face. As expected, Juicy-san’s smile is energizing.
The conversation continued about her other sisters, and naturally, it turned to the reason she was with Alveld.
“Making an appearance?”
“Um, um, yes. Since they’re the number one clan in this city, the Tasan Family was paying their respects and such. I was accompanying them. That’s why I was so surprised.”
“I was surprised too.”
I was truly startled and also a bit shocked.
But, well, regardless of my personal likes or dislikes, Koon Hunt is indeed the number one clan in this city.
That’s unfortunately a fact. I hate them.
Even without Alveld, various things happened, so I hate them.
“Um, um, the one who attacked you, Lord Wof… was it Alveld?”
Juicy-san is showing complete hostility.
She also knows that I was defeated.
So she figured it out, huh? I’ll be honest.
“Yes. I was attacked by him, and I was utterly defeated.”
“Um… Lord Wof.”
“But I’ll win next time. I’ll definitely win.”
For that purpose, I’ve desperately learned and trained, and finally come this far.
But—even so, I might not be able to beat him.
It’s frustrating, but Alveld is far superior in both experience and skill.
I still haven’t found that final piece to compensate for that, to even reach a single step closer to him.
I feel like there’s not much time left until our rematch.
I can tell it’s steadily approaching.
Am I the only one who feels this?
Perhaps Alveld feels it too.
“Um, um, woof! If it’s Lord Wof, you’ll be fine! You can definitely win!”
“Thank you.”
Yeah. That gave me courage.
Juicy-san, with a gentle smile as dazzling as the sun, formally turned to face me.
“Um, today, woof, I was so, so happy to meet you, Lord Wof! Lord Wof’s body. Lord Wof’s scent. It was so, so, wawa-woof, so much fun!”
“If that’s the case, I’m happy too.”
I shouldn’t have done anything guilty… but what is this sense of immorality?
Nothing? Isn’t hugging her guilty? How about that?
We were just hugging… but I wonder?
“Um, Lord Wof…?”
Juicy-san stared at me blankly.
I gave a wry smile.
“Let’s head back soon.”
“Woof!”
Juicy-san barked.