It was past noon one day when the sun was warm and the wind was a little cold.
Solte and I were huddled together in the shade of a tree in the garden, unseen from the outside, talking to each other.

''So..... I was attacked by the spirit of the collective spirit, and that's where the Lord came out--
"Oh, well...

It's a nice climate for us to lie down and talk slowly with each other with our eyes closed.
Since it's after lunch, it feels so good that I almost fall asleep, and I feel a different kind of relaxation than in a hot spring.

'........but what is a boob butterfly?

We were talking about a little earlier today, and I had heard about what happened when Solte and the three of them went to the cave.
One of the things that Solte mentioned was that I had attempted to do a butterfly in a big ocean of tits....
I wonder what in the world happened to make that happen.........

''I don't know........ Didn't the Lord talk about it in his sleep?
'Hmmm I don't remember having that kind of dreamy dream...'
'Lord, you used to see Wendy and Aina's breasts bobbing all the time back then, didn't you?　So that's the impression you got, wasn't it?
'No, wait. That's not....

That was then, right?



I've never had a spirit take pity on me before...
That was ... a valuable experience.

I mean, quintessential fantasy, are spirits (ghosts) normal too?
And they talk to you?

''Well......... The Lord seems to like my titties too, so I won't have to imagine that anymore.
'Well yes, but you say yourself that it's already tiny...'

Oh, I looked up at the sky with distant eyes.

''........already. I'm hoping that the Lord will love me........ Even if I grew up now, I wouldn't be able to compete with Renge, let alone Aina or Wendy, and if I'm not good enough, I wouldn't be able to compete with White....... Then I guess I'll just stay small.... I still yearn to be a little bigger, though...
I long for the magic ball...
Forget it!

Hahaha.
How could I forget a pretty little Sorte with that kind of sadness in her eyes?
We're going to dig it up at random times in 10 years and enjoy being embarrassed, right?

So....well, it's not as much about...
Hmm?
Isn't it hot in here?
No. Just fine.
But ... the animal hair?
That's the way it should be!

Yes.
Solte's current form is that of a wolf.
I'm leaning against Sorte with only my upper body in the shade and my lower body exposed to the warm sunshine.
And with Sorte's tail on top of me like a quilt, I'm in a mofo-mofo paradise. I'm in the middle of a mofo-mofo paradise, for short!

''I'm looking like this because the Lord insists, but I really don't want to be seen too much.... Especially if the people of the city see us, it would be a problem for the Lord, wouldn't it?
'Hmm?　

As I recall, Aina said that when she used her powers in Lokak, she said.
'Our--' she said.
So I knew that Sorte's that power was also an abominable power.

''Yes........ Last time........I had no choice but to use it because I couldn't die, but it's a power that can't be used originally. It's a power that shouldn't be used.''
"...for being so fuzzy?
'It has nothing to do with mofo...'
'Even though it's so soft to the touch and each strand is so fine and voluminous and delicate and fluffy and exquisite?
"Huh. Thanks for the compliment. But you know what ... I don't want to hide anything else from you Lord, so I'll tell you everything.

Sorte's voice changes color.
Perhaps what is about to be spoken is serious.
I can read the air, so I let the tomfoolery go so far, and I shut my mouth and brought half my consciousness to the back of Mohpala's head quietly, meekly.

''It's me ... half a demon.''
"Demon?
It's nothing compared to being a half-breed or a flame race, it's got the blood of a demon, the continent's greatest enemy.
Demon blood.... Does that mean you're half demon?
Yes. My father was a demon tribe called Hafente, a wolf demon. My mother was a human. ...both of them are dead now.

Sorte turns to me and her sad eyes shake.

'You mean because you're half wolf demon, you can look like this?'
''Well..... Normal beastmen can't be like a perfect beast like me. This one of mine is the power of Hafente. It's the power of the abominable demon race........
....
'So I've lived my life as a werewolf race. I've been living my life by telling myself that I'm a werewolf race.... Because if someone found out I wouldn't be able to live normally anymore.
Well....

I put my hand on its head and stroked it gently as Sorte gently pulled her face to me and meditated on my eyes.
If I pet it, of course, it has ears, and I feel a large mixture of softness and hardness against my fingers.

'It's not a dog!　I told you it's a wolf!'

Proud to be a wolf....
Then...........

'Even if it's an abominable force, you don't hate your father, do you?
"...Yeah. You figured it out. Mom loved my dad. I think there was something about him that even a demon could love, and he was a good father to me. And you died to protect her, and she died to protect me. I loved them both. And then my mentor saved me. He apologized and said he wasn't able to get to me in time. So I guess my master knew my dad too.

So," continues Sorte, "I'm happy to be your mother's and your father's children.

"I'm very lucky to be my father's son and my mother's. "I'm lucky to have you and my father," she said, "but I don't like the idea of having demon blood in my veins. Demons are a special kind of people who show their disdain for humanity. They are an abomination, an enemy of humanity, an abomination to humanity, a disruption of peace and a perversion of the state. I think so, and I don't want them to think the same of me. .... and I hate to cause the Lord any trouble for it.
I see...

A gentle, soft touch comes when he pulls his cheeks together and makes contact with Solte's face.
I'm sure he doesn't really hate the way he looks, either.
If he didn't like it, he wouldn't bother with being a wolf.
But I guess I've been desperately trying to hide it from them because I can't live normally if they see me in this form.

Needless to say, if they saw him turn into a wolf, it would be deemed dangerous and a situation that would cause the Adventurer's Guild and soldiers to move.
If such a situation happened in Ains Hale, someone they knew might attack them....

''So it's over for today. Just for today, it's special because it's to make my Lord's dream come true, but no more?
'Ummm...'
What?　You like my figure that much?　But even the Lord is dangerous, so what's wrong with that is wrong.
Well as long as I don't find out, you don't mind looking like that, right?
'What?　Well that's true, but........ You don't know where people's eyes are, so it's still dangerous whether it's on the grounds of the Temporary Order family or in the hot springs of Utopora, right?
I'm fine. Not at home. Excuse me. Can you untie me once, please?

I stood up away from Sorte, reluctant to leave the remnants of my life, and brushed the grass and leaves that would have been on my buttocks and moved away from her a bit, holding my hands in front of me.
In the meantime, Solte had released her wolfing and wrapped her body in a large cloth she kept nearby.

''Spatial magic ... level 7.''
What?
It's called "Small World in Isolation.

What appears is a black vortex just like the coordinate transfer (point gate).
But the destination is a place that doesn't exist in this world.

''When did you become level 7........''
Not long ago. I didn't tell anyone until I figured out how to use it. Now, let's go.
'What?　You're not going?

I gingerly pull away from Sorte's hand and enter the black vortex.
The sensation is the same as it was during the transition.

''........Wow, it's a completely white room. So where am I?''
'Hmph. I don't know!
I don't know...

I don't know what I don't know.
My level of spatial magic went up, I learned this skill and went in and found this room.
It's my skill, as expected, and there's no danger.
It seems to be some kind of isolated small world.

But it was originally a blank, empty, square room.
The current size of the room is what I would call a spacious living room.
The size of the room can be expanded to a certain extent, and the room is large enough to be able to run around.
By the way, there is a toilet, but no bath.
The bed, sofa, desk and other useful items were put in by me.



By the way, when you leave, you can return to your original place by opening the door you came in.
When you close the door, the gate disappears and you can see the outside through the door.

Since the entrance can be specified by specifying the spatial coordinates (area pointing), you can have Hayato come to the room once in front of you, and then exit here to emerge.

It's just that the MP consumption is a little less.

'Well, to put it super simply, it's 'my room from anywhere'!　We can't interfere or observe from the outside here!

I mean, it's okay to wolf down here!　I mean it!

''Hmm.... So now the Lord can take the girl in without anyone noticing.
No, wait?　I don't use it like that...?

How did I come up with that first........
I was just thinking of using it when I wanted to be alone........
No, but there are certainly times when I wish I didn't have to be disturbed by anyone........
Not necessarily wrong..........

'Well, well, well!　Anyway, you can get into that shape here with no problem, right?
".......... It will be........
'Yes!　Now you can mooch all you want!
Already ... do you like that look so much?
No?　I think it's because it's Solte.

I'm usually scared when I run into a wolf of that size.
It's because it's a sorte that I'm not scared and I want to mofo!

"...when it's just the two of us. No one else is going to interfere with you and all you're going to do is mooch off that figure and that's it?
Oh.

It's a foul thing to have such a blush on your face, eyes moistening, and an upturned look that shows a sense of embarrassment and hard work.......

''No ... well ... other than that ... let's just relax ...''
Yes.

After this, I was insanely squeamish.