the interior of Ray's room at night
　There was a black wolf there, which was supposed to be aiming for Ray's life.
　a target and a target
　Despite the fact that they are in the same room, there is no sign of fighting.
　No, on the contrary, they were even talking peacefully.
　If anyone who knows the circumstances sees this scene, it is not strange to wonder why they can do so.
　Nevertheless, Ray had no intention of losing in a head‐on battle, even if he fought against a black wolf. That's probably why he was able to behave this way.

"And now that your skill is clear, I'd like to ask you why you're following me, and yet you don't even try to kill me. ... Well, I fought lightly on the veranda, but that wasn't really a serious fight."
「……」

　When I asked Ray, he only came back in silence.
　I don't know what the black wolf was thinking about, but I was honest with Ray about what to do.

(Shall I call Elena or something? No, but I don't know if the Black Wolf remains silent or not.)

　He was a black wolf with no particular reaction in front of Ray, but it doesn't always follow in front of Elena.
　Maybe that's not going to be an overreaction and a fierce battle.
　If that happens, it will be definitely in trouble.
　If so, Ray, who naturally doesn't want to experience it, wants to do something about the black wolf by himself.

"You don't understand the language if you nod to my words, do you?"

　This was a confirmation question, but the black wolf nods honestly to Ray's words.

"Then... is it possible that you can't speak simply or that's the reason?"

　I can't help but turn my head on the following question.
　It's not a denial, it's not affirming.
　It's not white, it's not black, it's gray.

(How do I judge this? Do you understand this or not?)

　Ray is worried about the black wolf, but when he thinks of himself as innocent, he doesn't know what to say about it.
　In the first place, he was an innocent black wolf who had killed many people before.
　...in terms of killing people, Ray has taken lives by the millennium, including the wars of the Westian Empire.
　At any rate, Ray's presence is no different from being a very skilled assassin, and he even uses drugs to attack Ray.
　That being the case, it's strange in many ways to look at people in such an innocent way.
　Strange as it was... nevertheless, Ray didn't know what to do with the black wolf in front of him at once again.
　But it's not that I'm going to get on with being a black wolf... I fully understand that eventually the time will come for me to decide.
　But still... still, Ray couldn't do anything before the Black Wolf.

(I don't think it's because I'm talking about it, but it's because I don't think so.)

　I don't mean to do that myself, but did I naturally feel that way?
　With such doubts, Ray immediately pulls cold fruit water out of the mistling.
　Originally, it's winter now.
　It would be appropriate to drink hot soup or tea, not cold fruit water.
　But this is the Duke of Kelebel's residence, where magic items with air-conditioning effects are naturally used.
　It showed how many...or high-performance magic items were available, since they spread the effects of the magic items to almost every estate of a size that could be mistaken for a castle at first glance.
　"For that reason, of course, the room where Ray was staying was comfortable, and although it was Ray's feeling, the temperature was about 20 degrees Celsius."
　It's not the temperature to hesitate to drink cold fruit water.

「……？」

　The black wolf, who was first given a glass of fruit water, had a questionable expression on his face, asking why, but he was still attracted to the sweet and sour smell that came out of the glass. Eventually, he gently carried the glass to his mouth.
　Fluffy.
　A big smile comes across the face of a black wolf.
　Was it the first time for a black wolf to drink fruit water... or was it the first time to drink cold fruit water?

(No, but... he's a good assassin who can kill even a notorious person, right? And he's hired for an exorbitant fee. Then I don't think he'll have any money problems.)

　Ray thinks so because of the rumor about black wolves, but from what he sees, black wolves don't seem to be extravagant, albeit not at all.
　The clothes you wear are also suitable for practical use -- in this case, battle -- but they don't look high-class clothes.
　Practical clothes can be reasonably priced, however much.
　Furthermore, when it comes to the clothes worn by an assassin of great ability like a black wolf, the material naturally needs a suitable grade and the price goes up.
　However, from Ray's eyes it did not seem that the black wolf wore such a rare material.

"Do you want another drink?"

　When Ray asks, the black wolf nods back.
　Ray is accustomed to drinking this fruit water, which he bought and saved in the summer and stored in a mistling.
　In fact, there are quite a few stalls selling fruit water, and the taste varies greatly from store to store.
　The quality of the fruit, the combination of the fruits, and the percentage of juice to water.
　Even though they are intricately intertwined drinks that simply squeeze the fruit and dilute it with water, the taste varies greatly from store to store.
　That's why it's hard to find your own taste, and at the same time you can enjoy it as a treasure hunt.
　There are also stalls that sell chilled fruit water using cooling magic items.
　The fruit water in Ray's mistling was cooled by the spirit of Marina.
　Anyway, Ray's favorite fruit water seems to have pleased black wolves enough.

"Have you never tried anything like this?"
「……」

　Ray's question came out of the blue.
　The words came from the idea that he could understand the background or daily life of the black wolf at least... but the black wolf did not respond to them at all.
　Maybe it's because I realized Ray's intentions or something else.
　For all the reason, it is true that the black wolf did not respond to Ray's words.
　Ray wondered for a moment whether this strange time would end and fight again, but fortunately the black wolf did not show that, just tasted the fruit water.

(It's not like you were so absorbed in fruit water that you didn't listen to me... or something like that, is it?)

　Ray has such doubts, but he is not drinking fruit water in one gulp, but is now a black wolf, so he can't see through the situation.

(If you are so pleased with the fruit water, is there a possibility that if you give me food, I may be tempted to do you think so?

　Thinking so, Ray pulls the meat bun out of the mistling.

"What!"

　But the black wolf, seeing the meat bun, reacts much more than Ray thought.
　He looked at the meat bun as if he had seen his prey, as the black wolf had named him.
　Surprised by the black wolf's appearance, Ray understands why the person in front of him is called the black wolf.
　The reaction to seeing the meat bun, which has a stimulating aroma, seemed to be no different from that of a wolf when it found its prey.

(But I don't think there's anything that stimulates my appetite so much with the meat buns these days.)

　The faint sweet smell comes from the meat bun.
　It smells like dough.
　The smell alone was enough to stimulate the appetite, but it was still clear which one stimulated the appetite more than the smell from the inside when the meat bun was cracked.

"Do you want to eat?"

　As Ray asks, the black wolf nods back after a little bewildered.
　For a black wolf, I wonder why Ray didn't know how much he would do.
　But, perhaps unable to beat the charm of the bun, the Black Wolf gently reaches out to receive Ray's bun.

(Well, they might think that the person they're looking for is going to give them food.)

　That's how Ray thinks, and the black wolf is eating the meat bun deliciously.
　What surprised Ray a little was that the black wolf was using both hands to eat the meat bun.
　However, if you eat with your hands, it's not surprising that you used both hands when you drank fruit water.
　To be honest, I have a few doubts about what to do from now on, watching the black wolf eating meat buns in a manner appropriate to the onomatopoeia.You know, now they feed with meat buns, but in reality the assassins in front of them are the ones who are trying to kill themselves are trying to kill themselves.
　That being the case, Ray won't be able to keep going the same way forever.
　I know it. I know it, but... I just can't believe I'm going to do anything special in this situation.

「……」

　As Ray ponders what to do with the black wolf, the black wolf turns to Ray again after eating the meat bun.
　Still, it's Ray's quickest habit to say nothing.

"Ah... meat bun, would you like another one?"

　The black wolf nods back to Ray's words.
　Ray doesn't know what the black wolf is thinking about and acting like this. I don't know, but... still, Ray doesn't feel comfortable.

(Baiting... well, I suppose, from the end, this is feeding... the subtle thing about it is that it is feeding the black wolf.)

　Ray passes a new meat bun to the black wolf, and then carries it to his mouth.
　Compared to the Japanese meat buns Ray knows, the taste is still somewhat different.
　But Ray knew what had caused such a different taste.
　Various seasonings and spices are different between Japan and... no, between the earth and this Elgin.
　The problem would be that even if Ray found out about it, he couldn't do anything about it.
　I'm not really good at cooking, and whether it's meat buns or other dishes such as udon, Ray only remembers most of the finished products and recipes.
　And Chinese food uses a variety of spices.
　Ray can't possibly remember all of these spices, and as a result, the meat bun he is eating is a delicately non-meat bun, even though it is meat bun.k.a. meat bun.

(Well, that doesn't mean it tastes bad.)

　There is something strange about the taste of the meat buns I ate in Japan, but this is all I know about for the inhabitants of Elgin.
　In other words, for those in Elgin, this is what meat bun tastes like.

"... Huh? What's the matter?"

　While tasting meat buns, Ray is still thinking about something strange, and suddenly finds the black wolf staring at the meat buns.

"I'll tell you, there's no poison in it, so don't worry. First of all, I'm eating it, right? ... Well, as long as I don't eat the same meat bun, I might not be able to trust it completely."

　Ray told me so, but the black wolf stared at the meat bun as if he hadn't heard such a remark.
　That's the kind of look you'll see in the game... as Ray did when he took out the meat bun.

(What's that?)

　Ray doubts the black wolf's appearance, but the black wolf doesn't seem to notice Ray's gaze at all, just staring at the meat bun.
　What the hell has happened?
　I have that kind of question...

"What?"

　Just as Ray tried to open his mouth, the black wolf disappeared from his presence.