Omniscient First-Person’s Viewpoint 197

A round and wide disk swims through the sky as it flies through the strong wind. Because the wind blows strongly backwards, it stretches out backwards even though it is only slightly released. Its speed is a little slower than the meta conveyor belt.

“Dog dang dang!”

Aji followed after him. Thump, quack, shoot. It runs on the meta-conveyor belt with a loud noise, then jumps off the belt and, unable to control its speed, rolls around and runs again like the wind. After that, he grabbed the disk that had disappeared in the distance.

Aji, who held the disc as nicely as in the picture, lit up as he looked at the meta-conveyor belt that had gone away in the meantime. Even the distance away while they went to catch the disc was a subject of play to Aji. Turning over in the air, he trampled on the bare ground, and flew away before the pile of dirt that had risen up before it had settled.

Footprints remain like traces of bullets. Aji fiercely pursued the meta-conveyor belt, leaving behind the crumbling ground and dust scattering. Aji jumped on the ground flowing like a river and ran to my nose.

My eyes twinkle as if I'm enjoying my workout after a long time. The tail, showing emotion, swung lightly. It was definitely a pleasure to show off the brown tail waving like the wind.

“Dong-dong!”

Aji handed the disc that he put in his mouth to me. Her fingertips are cold, perhaps because she is hit by the wind. I still don't know if the disc is cold or my hands are cold.

Wow, disc grabbing its own hard mode. Being the king of dogs, this is what it is.

“Aww, that’s great!”

Aji answered with her chest straight.

“bruise! I am great!”

“The king of dogs! Now, for the hard work, there should be a reward, right? Here, meat!”

“bruise! that's ok! eat you!”

When I offered a piece of meat, Aji yielded to me without a moment's hesitation.

So, after Aji diligently catches the disc, when he sees the well-cooked meat, what he says… eat me? Is this right?

It's not unusual. It must have been a more serious incident than expected. With the smile off my face, I asked more seriously than ever.

“Oh hey. Where are you sick?”

“bruise? no?”

“Or what are you cleaning around?”

“organize? I am not organized!”

“I wish I could tidy up even the dog.”

If so, what is it?

It's not even canned meat. Roasted meat that preserves the juices made by quickly roasting the meat in the pocket of a regressor over high heat.

Even humans can't control their appetite and give up dishes that make your mouth salivate? also for me?

After thinking deeply, I asked to confirm the last remaining possibility.

“Are you already preparing for a battle with the Wolves King?”

His hair was stretched out without mercy because he ran with all his might. Aji, who shook her head violently, as if she was wiping off the moisture on her head, immediately denied it.

“yet! I haven't made an appointment with the human king! Military, you broke your promise!”

“Has the military broken its promise? Those bastards, I knew when I would.”

“bruise! Right, bad! I must find a good king!”

Aji, who would be more friendly to humans than anyone else, complained in a rude voice.

After arguing as much as possible, he changed his attitude at once and muttered.

“But, in fact, it was foreseen.”

Since time immemorial, the king of dogs has made alliances with humans to fight the king of wolves.

It was like a regular event, and it went on for decades. In that legendary war, sometimes the dog king won and sometimes the wolf king won.

The victory of one side is determined by the death of the other side. Before the next great king was born and raised, the victorious king cried out to the round moon.

dog and wolf war,

The old fight was so famous that it was passed on to everyone without even being a secret, and ironically, its fame hindered the fight between the dog and the wolf.

“The military is out of control, so there must have been no intention of fighting the king of wolves. How much money does one war cost?”

“bruise? So, am I deceived?”

“What afresh. It’s often said in fairy tales that a strong animal is deceived by a lie.”

This fairy-tale and legendary war had different outcomes depending on how strong the human forces on the side of the dog were. It is said that the dog's victory was decided in only half a day in a war where the empire once favored the dog.

However, if the national power must be mobilized in the fight between beasts, what kind of side would you like to have? The country gradually turned away from the dog king, and from a certain moment the dog repeated defeat.

A great scuffle that is held once every few decades. Even if you win, you will only get a small amount of honor, and whether you lose or win, you will have to make great sacrifices. Humans living in the flowing history did not want that historical war to happen in their own generation or in their own territory.

Why is it that only they have to use poison?

So while humans evade battle, dogs are neglected, abandoned, and abandoned.

“In the meantime, the wolf pack has grown stronger. Enough to compete with any country.”

“bruise. right. I can't win alone. So I need a human king.”

Aji, who acknowledged coolly, blinked at me as if to eat rice.

“So, eat hard! You are the king!”

“what the. Is the king doing it for you? If you ask me to, will I be the king from that day on?”

“No, bruise! many humans! representative! king! King!”

“I don’t know if it’s barking or not, so please explain.”

Others may have already read their thoughts and made their judgments, but even my mind reading can't read a dog's thoughts. If Aji doesn't tell you clearly, there's no way to know what's going on.

“cheer up! king! you can do it! Eat a lot! Take a walk too! Be strong!”

“So, are you planning on raising the king yourself?”

“Oww! right! So, be strong!”

“I’m sorry, but we call a strong man a merchant, not a king.”

When I gave her a pint glass, Aji shut her mouth and said.

“Silly! I know! But, health, it's the best! You are healthy!”

“What is this?”

There's nothing worse than being told a dog is stupid. I'm pretty sure I just heard it.

“You are the spokesperson for all dogs. Can you understand me when I say it like this? Speak normally, please.”

If it's really frustrating, I'll ask the dog for an answer. However, this dog did not give the desired answer after only talking. It was the time when I was getting frustrated and trying to push myself.

That was then. The back of the container we used as a hostel was rattling open. The gigantic door rattled, and a cat's hoarse cry was heard from inside.

“Nyaa. Is this stupid dog looking for the king of humans?”

The meta-conveyor belt is a torrent of land running at an incredible speed. With no shade or windshield, it is directly exposed to sunlight and wind.

Tirkanjaka hates sunlight, and butterflies hate strong winds. Unlike the former, which has a direct detrimental effect, butterflies don't like strong winds for the minor reason that dry wind makes their hair brittle, but nothing is more important to an animal than how it feels.

Is that so? Whether it was day or night, rain or bullets pouring in, the butterfly that had been sitting still in the container crawls out after hearing our conversation. The butterfly answered, stretching her languidly.

“Is the dog the king of dogs? As he is the king of dogs, he must form a union with the king of men. But humans don't have a king like Nya. So, are you looking for people with the royal assortment?”

“Oh, did you show up? The Advocate of the Dog's Advocate.”

“Is Nya not the spokesperson of a dog? Dogs are stupid, so Nya will explain them instead. ”

Stop saying that it's not a prophet. There was no need to convince the cat.

The butterfly, who came out after a long time, licked her front paw with a very uncomfortable look and said:

“Are you looking for those who have the power to rule over humans and govern them like the nya? General, chieftain, lord, prince… Kings who keep changing their names at will. Instead of the missing human king, do you want some kings to fulfill your promises?”

oh well, i get it

The dog king always found a country to fight with him. He wasn't looking for humans, but at least with those with an assortment that could be called an army. Even the strongest person in the world did not ask for help.

It's like wishing for human numbers or representation rather than individual strength.

I nodded and asked, rather puzzled.

“But why me? I have nothing.”

“Nah. is that right Are you uncomfortable?”

“The beasts are talking nonsense.”

“But, barely… In terms of influence, it could be quite close to a king. are you curious Are you a tall person?”

“What is high? The only time I've pampered people the most is about 160 people. But now it's gone down the Hameln River.”

The back alley junkie is the king, and the dog passing by will laugh.

“Hey, smile.”

“bruise! yes!”

“Hey,” Aji smiled brightly. Having practiced the test against dogs, I said as if throwing it away.

“done. It's irresponsible to become a puppeteer to the subject of entrusting yourself to the worst criminal in history while on the run. I'll be content with just playing around. Oh, butterfly, do you want to be surprised too?”

“what. don't you like Is the smell of the wind unfamiliar? Is your hair puffy? . Tingling, nyaa

Butterflies fluttered through her hair as if displeasedly. The butterfly, who was trying to subside as she somehow licked her puffy fur, grimaced her face and headed into her container.

“Don’t call me Nya. Will you be sleeping in there?”

“You are suffering too. It is not enough to live and die in one place.”

“Nyaa. If you do, will you leave me alone?”

The butterfly walked whistling and disappeared as if being sucked into a particularly cramped box. Around the box, there was mail that was obviously contained inside. The things that the butterfly pushed to claim the box were wrapped around the box in a bewildering way, like a displaced person.

After slipping into the box, its wavy tail grabbed the lid of the box and lowered it. Butterflies enjoyed the comfort in the mail box.

Anyway, listening to the butterfly's explanation made a little more sense. In the end, Aji has been rejected here and there and has a glimmer of hope in me.

“Hey, you’re too salty. What do you expect me to do?”

But, in the first place, I couldn't qualify. What is a king like me, who is busy running away.

As he placed his hand on Aji's head, static electricity was generated in the hair of his hair that had suffered from the strong wind. I sighed and said, combing my hair with a simple hairbrush.

“So, hey?”

“bruise! Roughly, right!”

“What do you mean by being roughly right? . Would you like to go to elementary school together with Shay? I have to learn how to speak.”

“What did you just say?”

Good timing. The returnee who just arrived wrinkled her face.