Leaving the Kingdom of Carneria, we were heading east towards the Kingdom of Vanahia.
It’s a laid-back itinerary, unlike when we were coming.
We walk along the road that stretches from Vanahaia to the Kingdom of Carneria while taking a tour of the mountain.
Fortunately, the weather was clear and the sky was wide.
Pamela and I ride on Rir’s back, and Prim keeps walking down the road, playing with a large baggage on her head.
Pamela suddenly cut out when the conversation looking back on the trip was cut off.
“By the way, Rir … You’ve grown so big. How old is she now?”
“Hmm? She’s 8 years old this year.”
“Then, eight years ago … She was just a puppy at that time. It’s only eight years, and she’s going to be so big, a god beast.”
Pamela touches her silver hair.
Rir’s hair is fluffy and smooth. Like the finest carpet is so comfortable to touch.
Sleeping on this pillow is the ultimate luxury.
“At that time, Cheryl was still there, right?”
“That’s right …”
Rir was picked up by master.
If you think about it, was it eight years ago?
I met Rir and an unnamed god beast …
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Don Don …….
The sound of knocking on the doorI, I opened my eyes.
It opened, but it’s kind of dark.
Furthermore, it smells like sweat and alcohol.
To explain the situation more, I was hit by something soft in my eyes.
Or rather, I’m suffocating!
“Buha!”
I hurriedly pulled my face and escaped.
It was dangerous. I would be suffocating if I was one step late.
Raising my face.
No matter how you look at it, it’s my bed. And my room.
Yet, in that bed was a black-haired woman with horse ears stretched out.
“Hey! Master! What are you doing! This is my bed.”
I started Yelling and glaring.
With a soft tail from denim pants, this woman is my mentor-Cheryl Matara Winter.
My current parent, “Black storm”, An S-class hunter with the nickname. Twenty years ago, she received the count from His Majesty the King at that time with great achievements, but now she just drinks as you can see.
Occasionally, she was a ridiculous parent who was tempted to sneak into a 10-year-old’s bed.
Then, I can hear a lustrous breath.
She slowly got up on the bed, yawned with a big mouth open.
“Good morning, Zelet”
“Good morning. No. How many times did you come to my bed? “
“What’s that? It’s okay because it’s not going to decrease. It’s okay. Rest assured that your virginity is protecting you. I’m not interested in pre-nocturnal children.”
“Muuu —“
I feel my face getting hot.
Seeing that, Cheryl scratched my head.
“Cool …. That’s why you’re still a virgin.”
“Ah —-, Chiga —-“
“Don’t try to grow tall. That’s something I’m trying to do for an important woman. Or …”
Do you really want to sleep with me …?
“Well, stupid! That’s bad for emotional education, you drunk!”
“Oh! It’s true that I’m drunk, but Zelet said you’re stupid! You’re stupid, Zelet.”
Is it a child quarrel! !!
Hmm … Already…….
Don’t let your child know what you’re talking about in a bar.
Or rather, the body of the master is too attractive even for me as a child. In the first place, many horse tribes have thin lines but big breasts.
No. If you think about it, it’s no good.
“Fufufu …. I wonder if I’m enthusiastic about Zelet-kun, I wonder if you’re really looking at the master and dreaming.”
“Oh! It’s noisy!”
Don’t! !!
It sounds louder than my voice.
It’s outside.
“Oi! Hey! Your voice is leaking, Cheryl! !! Come out early! !!”
I heard a loud voice.
I can understand without looking.
Maybe the guild master of the Hunter Guild-Gangel.
Perhaps she had a request from my master or something else.
“I’m sorry. I was thinking of using my answering machine … It’s because of Zelet.”
Cheryl scratched her black hair with a habit of sleeping.
“Don’t blame me. I’ll come out first, so at least get my face and hair straight.”
“Hey ……… are you my mother?”
“I’m giving up already. Which is better, coffee or tea?”
“sake……”
“Okay. I’ll make coffee. It’s so dark that I’m drowsy.”
“Muu …. Zelet, it’s not cute.”
“That’s fine.”
“Oi! Come out already! !! “
In addition, a reminder voice of Gangel flew.
“Yes. I’m home …”
I put Cheryl sitting on the bed like a god statue and I went down to the front door.
It seems that the mansion of the Winter family was given as a set when Cheryl was awarded the count.
It seems that it originally belonged to some aristocrat, and it is rather wide.
I’m sorry that only I and Cheryl live her.
The furnishings were displayed as they were, and the portrait of the previous owner remained in the entrance hall.
Don Don ……
While I was downstairs, the sound of Gangel hitting the door and the swearing echoed.
He’s impatient. It’s a little confusing to think that this is the guild master of the Hunter Guild.
I’m thinking of becoming a hunter when I’m old enough to work. For that reason, I am currently training under Cheryl. Even so, I’m not a monster, but I accompany deer and wild boar hunting, but sometimes I get to know about forests and mountains.
There is one reason I want to be a hunter.
This is to take revenge for the village I lived in in the Kingdom of Carneria which was messed up by S-rank monsters.
However, I don’t like the fact that the guild master of the Hunter Guild is someone like Gangel.
I’d be happy if I could be transferred somewhere by the time I became a hunter, but Cheryl says that unless a scandal happens, I’ll have to give up for the next 10 years.
“You’re slow!”
As soon as I opened the door, Gangel struck me with lightning.
I want you to tell Cheryl, not me.
Behind Gangel stood a person who seemed to be a client.
Short hair and big glasses. He looks kind at first glance, but the pale skin is a little creepy.
Apparently aristocratic, he wore a loose robe, but there were no flashy decorations, and overall it was plain.
The aristocrat looks at me and smiles.
“Hello”
“Hello”
Reflexively I bow my head.
At least he seems to be a better person than Gangel.
“What happened to Cheryl, kid?”
“She just got up. She’s getting dressed. Please wait in the drawing room.”
Gangel starts to move before I guide him.
“The guidance is good. You should prepare coffee. Make it darker and have a lot of sugar.”
Gangel goes deep into the mansion with the aristocrat.
Even the order of coffee is perfect, and it is astute.
“If I want to register as a hunter, maybe I should register in another city.”
While muttering, I was heading to the dining room.