"Gah! Gah!"

　Owls who are treated for injuries cry in a good mood.
　There was a commotion about treating the injury, but the owl, who had been on the rampage at first, was treated meekly in the end, perhaps understanding that Bistle was going to treat him.
　The Owl was then treated, but there was a question of what to do.

"Isn't it dangerous to let go now, considering this injury?"

　As he spoke, Bistol stroked the owl.
　The Owl accepted Bistol's hand calmly enough to say, "What was the first violent thing?"

"But you can't take him, can you?"

　Ray's words make Bistol worry.
　Owls that take care of themselves are very cute.
　But it is true that, as a merchant, Bistol does not like to take owls with him.
　Business partners may dislike birds, and in some cases, owls may attack them.
　Given that, there is no option to take owls as they are, no matter how lovely they are.
　It's very unfortunate for Bistol, who likes lovely things.

"Well... can I at least stay with them until they leave?"

　Despite treating the wound, Bistol seemed to like the owl.
　The Owl, too, remained calm, perhaps determined that Bistol was not his enemy.
　But perhaps he didn't try to escape Bistol's hand because he knew he was outside the magic tent.

"And yet... I wonder what kind of man the owl was attacked by."

　Elena questions as she looks at the owl in Bistol's arms.

(Oh, it's an owl, after all)

　Ray was convinced by his appearance that it was probably so, but he was only convinced by Elena's words.

"If you think about it normally, isn't it a bigger bird of prey... or a monster?"

　Vichela muttered, looking at the owl in Bistol's hand with a little interest.
　For a moment the owl stiffened itself, wondering if there was anything in Vihela's gaze.
　As it was in his own arms, Bistol understood it. He immediately turned a reproachful glance at Vihela.

"Hey, Vihela. Don't scare her too much?"
"...I didn't mean it at all."

　Vihela really cared a little about the owl, not specifically about anything.
　However, it would not have been interesting to be so openly frightened.
　The owl, however, may have understood the dangers of Vihela by half instinct.

"Ghhhhhhhhh...

　Watching the little cry, Vihela can't say anything.
　When Vihela left, the owl squinted reassuredly.

"Isn't owls nocturnal?"
"Oh, Ray. There's nothing that nocturnal animals do except at night, like we do at night, don't we? I mean, it's not nocturnal, it's nocturnal, it's nocturnal, it's nocturnal, it's nocturnal, it's nocturnal, it's nocturnal, it's nocturnal, it's nocturnal, it's nocturnal."

　Marina's knowledge of owl life may have been due to her growing up in nature as a dark elf.
　That's why it was said.
　Ray, who thought owls were sleeping during the day and working only at night, was simply surprised by Marina's words.
　As you take shelter from the rain while holding your owl, the rain will soon weaken.

"It seems the rain has eased off. What should I do? Should I go now?"
"...if you thought Ray could go, why don't you go? When it rains, Ray is the most difficult."
"It's not that I don't understand what Vihela says... but, you know, what can I do to ward off the rain with spirit magic? I think I can manage with spirit magic of the wind."

　Ray thought for a moment... he looked at Bistle's owl and then shook his head.

"No, let's not,"
"Oh, I can't believe you've thought that far for Atashi..."

　It's definitely Ray's word for the owl, and that's why Bistol appreciates Ray's concern.
　However, it seems that Bistol's gratitude did not reach Ray.

"If you think so, at least take good care of the owl until it stops raining."

　turn one's gaze from Bistol's face and say
　At the same time, it was a little hard to see Bistol's charming face up close.
　In any case, this is how the Rays are supposed to shelter themselves from the rain all day long.

"It's night after all. ... Didn't you want to go a little further today?"
"I don't deny it,"

　Ray nods honestly to Marina's teasing nuances.
　In fact, the rain gets stronger and weaker when it gets stronger.
　That's how it ended up raining all the way.
　If Ray had really intended to move in this rain, he could have moved even if he was a little wild.
　Ray and Sett... that's all right.
　Of course, you can feel uncomfortable getting wet with the rain.
　Still, I didn't do that in the end because I was worried about owls.
　If it were Ray, he would not have thought of owls so far, judging that eating the weak was a natural providence.

"May I ask you why you were so interested in the owl?"
"No, there was no particular reason,"

　What Ray said was never wrong.
　I didn't act like this for any real reason... well, it's just a whimsy thing to say.

"Oh, all right. I'll leave it like that for now."

　Did you believe Ray's words or not?
　That's what Marina said.
　From Ray's perspective, it was predictable that it would be meaningless to say anything more, so he could just look at Marina in a teasing way.

"Ray, why don't you have dinner now? If you're getting ready..."
"No, it's impossible to cook in this situation. I'll get it ready."

　Rather than keep being teased by Marina, Ray continues to serve dishes from Mistilling.
　Vegetable soup, stir‐fried, boiled, and freshly baked bread.
　Every one of them is such a dish that it seems disproportionate to eat in a place like this.

"Gee! Gee!"

　The owl, wrapped in cloth a little further away, chirps as if it had sniffed or claimed the food from the mistling.
　Not only Ray but everyone in the magic tent smiles at the owl's appearance.
　It looked pretty cashy to the viewer.
　For an owl, however, he needed food to heal his injuries.
　You can't afford to miss the perfect chance to get the food.
　What's more, the perception that Bistol was a kind man to the owl for protecting him.
　Then, if you make a fuss here, you can safely assume that you're giving yourself food."Oh, all right, I'll give you good food, so calm down. ... Can I have some raw oak?"
"Isn't that okay? I usually eat rats and stuff like that."
"Gruly!"

　The sound of a set echoes from outside the magic tent, perhaps hearing the word oak meat.
　No, not only did I hear a cry, but I even popped my head in through the entrance.
　When an owl sees such a set, he tries to hide behind a bistol, crying in confusion.
　You must have a good understanding of who will protect you.

"Set".

　Just a brief name call from Ray, which makes him understand what he means and pulls out the neck of Ray stuck in the magic tent.
　And when Sett disappears, the owl also appears calm.

(You have a lot of affection for him.)

　As far as Ray knows, wild animals are not so easy to get to know.
　But the owl is actually in love with the bistol.
　...though the biggest reason Ray saw and remembered seemed to be because he was afraid of the set outside the magic tent.

(Maybe Bistol has the qualities of a tamer?)

　Basically, it's often the impression that they're taming monsters, but it's not that they can't tame wild animals and birds.
　No, it's easier to tame if you're not a monster.
　However, wild animals and birds are naturally weaker than monsters, so they have very few chances of fighting.
　Conversely, it's useful outside of combat.
　There is no doubt that it would be very convenient for a bistol who is a merchant to time an owl.
　Being able to watch at night or carry letters to someone far away would be a good sign for a merchant.
　However, if you are attacked by other birds of prey or monsters on your way with a letter, you will die at a high rate.
　Anyway, when Ray sees Bistle, he says what he feels when he sees her.

"Well, Bistol. Are you a good Tamer by any chance.
"...what?"

　At first Bistol couldn't make any sense of what was being said when he asked Ray as he served the food from Mistilling.
　But after a few seconds of silence, he opens his eyes in surprise.

"What? Wait a minute, Ray. Is that true? Can Atashi really be a tamer?"

　Ray opens his mouth, putting out a skewer, looking rather enthusiastic.

"I'll tell you, it's not definite. When I saw the owl, I just wondered if it was true. I don't know what it is."
"Oh, why? Ray is a taimer, isn't he?"
"...my case is very special. And this isn't why you're doing things exactly like this. It's very different from one person to another."
"Really? ... Hey, honey. Don't you want me to be tamed?"

　Bistol asks the owl in his arms if he thought Ray had any chance.
　But the Owl, who was spoken to, looked at the skewers Ray had just taken out, without seeming to care at all about Bistol's story.
　That's what Bistol is so eager to do to eat skewers right away if he doesn't hold them.

"Hey, Ray. Do you really think Atashi has any talent as a tamer?"

　Bistol turned to Ray for an explanation, perhaps shocked by the splendid omission of his words.

"No, even if you say so. As I've said now, there's a big difference between individuals like Timers. I think you'll have to try your own way around that time.

　It showed that anyone could be a tamer in some cases, but it's actually Ray's honest mind.
　If they are really motivated, most of them will probably be able to be a tamer.
　Of course, if you're going to take the time of rare animals and monsters, you'll need a certain talent.

"...really? Yes...really?"

　Bistol muttered over and over again, staring at the owl in his hand.
　I had only just met him, but it was clear to Ray that Bistol still had a strong attachment to the owl... and to the eyes of the rest.
　It wasn't hard for Ray to predict what kind of judgment he would make.