483 – As Much as You Eat, Let It Spill
Trust is also a depletable resource. The regressor emerged with a hint of trust and calmly observed Azhi. From morning till night, watching what he did and how he spent his time. Like a mother watching over her child, with patience.
“How can you not do anything properly!”
As a result, my trust capital went bankrupt. Unable to contain his anger, the regressor grabbed my collar and shouted.
“Spend money as money is meant to be spent! Empty food bowls are scattered in the yard! The only ones coming into the mansion are deliverymen!”
“A housemaid will come soon. She’ll clean the entire mansion.”
“Boasting!”
The regressor released my collar and clenched his fists. After a few chest thumps, he muttered with a serious expression.
“Sigh…! It’s okay. I haven’t wasted time. I’ll finish the top tasks quickly within a month. I can still do it properly now!”
“That’s right. Mr. Shea, you can do it.”
“You’re the one who should do it! Proclaiming to be the king of humans! Saying you must defeat the wolves! There’s no such determination!”
“But the situation here is too difficult.”
I wanted to work hard. But what could an ordinary person do in a strange city without connections or information? Even with money, a newcomer without acquaintances faced clear limitations. It was inevitable that I couldn’t achieve results.
Let’s go with the feeling of laziness. Just saying it’s because of laziness won’t save face. I mumbled in defense.
“Because the races are so different, there’s often noise and intense conflict. They say Suin is discriminated against, but as soon as you enter a clan, people murmur, ‘They’re human, they’re human,’ and keep their distance, wary of the unfamiliar scent. They say there’s nothing they can do.”
Given the actual chaotic situation in Endé, the returnee had no reason to doubt.
“I know. But the easiest way to resolve the conflict between Suin and humans is to use the king of beasts. I thought you could do it.”
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“I’ve lost my power.”
“But you have Azhi. The king of dogs.”
The returnee pointed happily at Azhi, tearing into bones. Oh, right. Even though he had gained some weight, he was still a king in his own way.
“Among the influential people in the city, there are many dog Suins. Especially Treiber, the mayor of Endé, is a dog Suin with imperial blood. He knows the threat of wolves better than anyone. He would have cooperated with you.”
“If he knew so well, why did he leave it to me?”
“I’m regretting it now. I should have grabbed anyone on the street and told them everything, even the information I knew!”
“Ugh. Did I think it would be too easy to regress? No. If I can’t handle this much, there’s no reason to entrust the job to me. I might as well do it myself.”
Is that so? If you do it instead, it’s better for me.
Well, when I was bored, I also read the minds of passing people. I knew the rough situation in Endé. It’s just that I couldn’t bring myself to take on the role of Azhi like the returnee.
“Phew. I should move right away.”
“Take it easy while filling your stomach. Here, tear into this meat.”
“No need. I’ll take care of meals on my own, so plan and prepare everything until I come back!”
Tsk. I gave it as a favor. The returnee left the place as if being chased by something, heading to meet the mayor through the upper part of the line.
“Busy~.”
“Mmm~.”
Azhi and I watched the departing figure of the returnee, slowly tearing into the meat.
Mission, you say. Is there anything special about it? Digging traps, setting snares, and then fighting the Wolf King after reducing its forces. That’s left to the regressor.
My job is to find people to help and communicate with Aji. The ribs I tore into still had meat on them, but a satiated beast becomes merciful. I gladly tossed the bone with meat still attached. Aji, who had been eagerly waiting, jumped and caught it before it hit the ground.
“Woof woof~.”
“Good fortune~.”
A life of raising a dog in a large house with a yard. It’s charming. A simple life with only a woman by my side would be perfect.
…Although there is a regressor. Not much excitement for a regressor who still believes they’re in the middle of cross-dressing. They don’t even come into the house in the first place.
Ah, Tyl was truly beautiful. I miss her now that she’s gone. Maybe there won’t be any new encounters here.
“Are you there~.”
Oh, the housemaid I called? I asked her to bring some snacks when she comes, and she came quickly. I leisurely walked to the front gate.
You have to walk to get something. Having a yard is inconvenient. But I can’t leave the door open either.
Complaining about being full, I opened the gate, and there was a hooded pig beast waiting at the door, holding something in its arms.
Did I send a pig beast as a housemaid? Pig beasts are good at dirty work, but I called sheep beasts. What’s going on?
“Why are you here?”
The pig beast ignored me right in front of it and looked around inside the yard.
Aji tore into the meat with a crunch. Quite a stack of delivery food bowls. And Aji, chewing, tearing, tasting, and enjoying, then gathering the bones like treasures.
Did I live too extravagantly? It’s a bit embarrassing to show the state of the house to an outsider.
…No.
It’s strange for an outsider to inspect the house, especially when it’s not the housemaid.
“…Did you enjoy it?”
“Huh? What are you talking about? The Kitchen Gluta’s beef soup, you mean? It was delicious.”
“That’s not beef. It’s pork that was slaughtered in the suburbs. Gluta deceived you.”
What? You’re saying they deceived the ingredients? They took 40 alke from me for that?
I was enjoying it, but suddenly my mood is ruined. If it wasn’t for the free meal tickets, I wouldn’t be able to let this go.
“Thank you, Conscience Reporting Agency. I have to go and settle this right away. I need to get my money back.”
“Is that all?”
“Do I need something else?”
I asked back. In the embrace of the pig-man, a cold light flickered. In an instant, sharp hostility pierced through my body.
“Ugh!”
I screamed as I was stabbed by a knife and fell to the ground. The stain on my clothes gradually spread. The pig-man looked down at me with a sinister delight.
“Using a dog as a decoy, filling your belly with pork… Oink oink. It was nice when you took it from me, right? How does it feel now that it’s happening to you?”
“Ugh… Who the hell are you? Why are you doing this to me?”
“If you don’t know, find out. I’m letting it slide because you were deceived. Oink!”
The pig-man pressed the hood even deeper and then simply ran away. Even though it was a pig, it ran away faster than a human. I swallowed my groans and desperately moved to close the door. Only after the lock clicked did I feel relieved, leaning against the door and panting heavily.
“Woof?”
When I raised my head, Azhi, who had come closer without me noticing, was looking at me with concern. This damn son of a b*tch is a decoy? What kind of decoy is a dog that can’t even bite? A parasite.
Suddenly, I felt resentful towards Azhi and groaned, chewing on my lips.
“You’re just staring blankly when I got stabbed…! Quickly, call the police!”
“Woof? You’re not stabbed.”
“…Surprise!”
Why is this son of a b*tch so intelligent when it comes to dogs? Did he realize that there’s no smell of blood?
I discreetly pulled out the meat hidden inside my clothes. The bony meat bore deep knife marks.
Pretending to stab the meat, I squeezed it, making the juices flow. The pig humanoid, thinking he had accomplished his goal by mistaking the flowing juices under my clothes for blood, hastily fled.
I did well to order one more serving. Tossing the meat sliced by the knife to Azhi, I muttered.
“Who sent such a fool as a killer? Ah, maybe not a killer.”
This is just terrorism. Following the delivery guy, a terrorist indiscriminately stabbing and roaming around, searching for houses that eat meat. It’s not because I’m the king of humans or a Hughes; I stabbed purely because I had eaten pork.
“This city is tough. I thought I could live comfortably spending money recklessly for a month…. Never expected to be attacked.”
The city of change, Endé. I thought it was a paradise if you had money, but life seemed not that easy.
Sitting quietly and contemplating, Azhi looked at me and grinned.
“Why did you stab him?”
“How else do you deal with stabbing? You have to stab back.”
“Huh? Avoid it!”
“If you avoid, he’ll stab harder next time. It’s better to be stabbed gently than to avoid. It won’t hurt if you stab gently.”
Even if you overcome this time, what if another guy comes again? It’s better to pretend you got hit roughly.
Anyway, being stabbed hurts. I opened my mouth, touching my tingling side.
“But Azhi, isn’t it a bit interesting?”
“Meong.”
Azhi nodded. It seems fights between humans weren’t his preference. But that’s from a dog’s perspective.
“Stabbing people because you eat pork? Considering pigs as your ancestors? Not human?”
Interesting. I want to read his thoughts a bit more.
“Meeeh~. Meeeh~. Team Wool Housemaid here~. Are you Mr. Hughes who made a reservation~?”
As I pondered for a moment, I could feel a group of people lingering in front of the main gate. They were the genuine helpers dispatched from the clan that the Yangs, the mainstay, had created.
I got up gracefully and opened the door. The real helpers, who were already on their fourth cleaning of the mansion, bowed politely and immediately got to work. Seeing the bustling helpers moving around, I felt a twinge of restlessness, but I couldn’t let them interfere with the helpers, so I pulled Azhi along.
“Azhi, let’s go for a walk.”
“Woof!”
Reincarnator. It turned out just as you wished. Now I will embark on a great challenge towards the world.