Book 4: Chapter 2: (1)

Book 4: Chapter 2: (1)

"Translator: ClefRunner"

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About an hour and a half after falling asleep, Matoba woke up slightly, and heard Tilarna and Kuroi making a ruckus inside the neighboring room.

Not my problem. Lets keep sleeping.

Another hour and a half passed, and Matoba heard Tilarna and Kuroi making some noise once again.

Not my problem. Lets keep sleeping.

By dawn his sleep got lighter again, and this time he heard Tilarna and Kuroi running, almost rattling around the living room. He also needed to go to the bathroom, but he still felt like he could hold it a little longer.

Lets keep sleeping.

Matoba started dreaming. It was, once again, that bizarre dream where he got capped for the Japanese National Football Team. Then that PE teacher from middle school that he didnt get along with came out and started talking about how he was the only one who could see his true potential, and how he should aim for the entire world, or something like that. Apparently that teacher had somehow managed to become the Japanese Teams manager, and he suddenly called Matoba up.

He had only ever played football back in school for PE, and he was more interested in baseball to begin with. He still took some pride in being able to strike out his opponents back when he used to play together with the other brats at the military base.

Then why am I playing football? I dont get it.

Nevertheless he was still called up for the Japanese national team. And he needed to practice for it. Footballs were actually fairly expensive, and he needed a place to practice

In any case, why am I even doing the whole detective thing? Yeah, a football player. Thats not half bad. Maybe Id do it if I could.

Tilarna was playing for the other team. And she was the goalkeeper. That was extremely hard to believe. Were there even any football teams in the Semani world to begin with?

And then Matoba opened his eyes.

Still half asleep, he could feel something rustling inside his bed. It was moving from his legs to his stomach and his chest.

Ah, its you, Kuroi.

Ever since my cat allergy got better, she has been hogging my bed with her carefree attitude. She probably doesnt care about it, but I keep worrying about squashing her while turning in my sleep.

He then went to throw her out of bed, and then

Actually. Hey, Kuroi

Complained Matoba

Its almost spring already, and its not even that cold. Dont get so clingy. Come on, get out, get out

Just as he started trying to push her out of the bed, Matoba realized that he was in fact not pushing something with black fur to begin with, and the creatures large size and weight were wrong, and it wasnt even a cat to begin with.

What he then saw, still drowsily, was a light skinned blonde girl. Not a cat, but a human.Follow current novels at novelhall.com)

Rather, the creature that had holed up inside his bed was not a cat, but Tilarna.

Wait wait wait!

Matoba energetically stood up and hastily ran to the beds corner. Tilarna on the other hand stretched her entire body with a languid expression, while wearing her camisole slovenly, without showing any concern about it being lifted up or rolled down. She looked directly at Matoba and let out a listless cry.

Nao~ Huh? Are you still asleep? Your room is downstairs, downstairs! Nyao

Tilarna let out a sad sounding cry. Her eyes were cloudy, and her mouth half open. She was behaving strangely erotically. Even Matoba, who normally had a completely different attitude towards Tilarna, felt extremely wary of her.

He shouted angrily at her. Tilarnas shoulders jerked up slightly as if she had been startled. That gesture was particularly unlike regular Tilarna. It was extremely innocent and weak willed.

Eh? Ah what happened? Are you feeling down or something? I wont be able to help you if you dont tell me. Whats going on? Nya

Even while that exchange took place, Kuroi kept crying out to him repeatedly, and standing up on her hind legs.

Shes probably hungry or something. I dont have time for her.

I give up. This is nah

He looked at the alarm clock. Time was running out.

Hey Tilarna. I dont know if you behaved like that earlier because you were still sleepy or sick or something, but Im sure there was a reason so dont worry. Youre probably acting up because you're feeling bad. Maybe you caught some weird alien lovebug or something, so dont push yourself and rest for today. Ill tell people in the office so dont worry Nyaow Dont look at me with those defenseless eyes. Just sleep, okay?

Kuroi let out a loud and noticeably cry while standing on her two legs. Matoba rushed to the kitchen and poured cat food and water for her. But even then she was still acting up.

Ah, I dont care anymore.

Matoba took his holster, his beloved handgun and he quickly threw all of the confiscated wooden crates into his car. The sorting of the items that Tilarna had been told to do before going to bed still looked incomplete. But there was nothing he could do about it. He finished taking everything into his car and then drove off

Ah, fuck

It was Thursday, the day non-combustible trash got picked up. He rushed back into the apartment, put the contents of the trash bins into a plastic bag, and quickly threw them into the non-combustible container. He didnt even have time to check what was inside. He just had to hurry.

Nya!

Kuroi cried. What a noisy cat she was. Maybe she was too needy, but the attention would have to wait until later. In any case, he had to get going.

Kuroi. Take care of Tilarna. Be a good girl!

He turned the ignition and started the engine. Matobas Volkswagen started moving, leaving behind the automatic garage shutter.

~o~O~o~

Nya! Nya, nya! Nyaaaa!!!

Kuroi kept crying hopelessly in front of the shutter, getting closer and closer, but Matoba didnt pay attention to her. He had to get to the Central HQ branch, so he pressed the accelerator.

This is the worst. Keis car left already.

Tilarna stood at a loss in front of the closed garage shutter.

No, her soul was Tilarnas, but her body was Kurois. She looked like Kuroi, and she was sitting powerless in front of the shutter. That was the situation she was in.

Nya

She had intended to call Kei an idiot, but unfortunately all she could muster was a sad meow.

The confiscated items the bow and arrow were among many of the possessions that the criminals had brought over along with them. They were most likely a magical item from Semanian origin. It would switch the souls of the user and the person they shot, embedded with the Moth El Balbe spell.

The hand that carries the soul. The exact same spell that she had been talking with Kei about just the previous day.

But that was meant to be some long lost magic. Tilarna herself had only barely heard about it, and she had never met any Mildite left who were able to use it. But apparently there were some ancient tools left that were still able to cast it somehow.

Selling that bow and arrow would no doubt make enough money even for the wealthiest of Semani aristocrats to live comfortably for a few years. That was about how valuable it truly was.

She got careless. If only she had noticed it, then it wouldve never turned out like this.

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