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Maru-wanchan

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After that, we cleaned up and decided to leave the forest.

For now… I can’t think of a way to immediately defeat the Lion Knight. No, if it were just about winning, there might be a way. Like rushing in without caring about the damage… That might be fine in a game, but we can’t do that here. I don’t want Stella or the adventurers to get hurt.

A splitting thunderball, huh…

I crossed my arms and twisted my head, thinking.

Hmm. I don’t know… I don’t know what to do.

In the first place, in conventional baseball, the ball doesn’t split. It’s not electric either. It’s really late to realize this. A splitting magic ball doesn’t exist in reality… If it does exist here, it does, but by the rules, it doesn’t…

“Let’s think a little.” (Elt)

For now, today was full of many things. Iskamina got stuck, Tetetoka was an amazing age, the Lion Knight was found… I need time to sort things out.

As we walked from the forest toward the house, the sun set to the west. Indeed, the sun was setting earlier. Soon it would be the winter solstice festival. On modern Earth, it was the festival that became the origin of Christmas.

When I returned home, for some reason, there was a big fluffy pile of cotton in the living room. Dia and Marcosias were nowhere to be seen.

What is this cotton…? Where did it come from?

While I was thinking that, Dia and Marcosias jumped out of the cotton pile. It seems they were buried inside.

“Piyo! Welcome back, piyo!” (Dia)

“Welcome back, dazo!” (Marcosias)

“Thank you… Wh-what is this?” (Elt)

“This is an amazing amount of cotton, isn’t it…” (Stella)

“Ugo ugo, could it be…!” (Wood)

“Onii-chan’s cotton, piyo! We gathered it, piyo!” (Dia)

“Oh, I see…” (Elt)

On my days off, I feel like he fired lots of cotton balls at the Nyaff tribe. They must have borrowed or gathered it for me. They surely helped. I should thank them later.

Stella touched the cotton pile and started playing, squishing and reshaping it. She looks pretty happy.

“Hmm hmm… This much quantity is quite a spectacle. So, why did you gather this much…?” (Stella)

“Piyo, it’s a futon, piyo. I wanted to try sleeping with this once, piyo.” (Dia)

“I almost took a nap earlier, and it felt really good. Surely comfortable.” (Marcosias)

I see, as a futon substitute…

I also went to the living room and touched the cotton.

*Squish*

It has some resilience and is faintly warm. Not like a blanket, but suitable for winter. Since it’s exposed, we’ll need to clean it up later… But surprisingly, it doesn’t tear easily. Not bad.

“This way, it will stick together, piyo!” (Dia)

“You can curl up and sleep, dazo!” (Marcosias)

At that moment, a sound *bofun* came from Marcosias, and she turned into a silver puppy.

“Also, Maru-chan can become a dog now, piyo! Maru-wanchan, piyo!” (Dia)

“Ehh!?” (Elt)

“Wafu!” (Marcosias)

Inside the cotton, Marcosias (puppy) lifted her front paw.

She seems happy. Cute.

I already know she would become a dog or wolf someday. Even in the game, she switched between two forms, so this is not strange. If Dia grows, Marcosias will grow too. It is just a part of that process.

But this is not a wolf… In size, about the same as Dia. Her fur is a bit fluffy, with round eyes and short legs. Completely a puppy.

Stella lifted Marcosias and felt her softness. Since she wasn’t surprised by this form, she must have known about Marcosias’s wolf form.

Well, she had mentioned such things occasionally.

“Indeed… she’s very small, but this is Maru-chan’s texture.” (Stella)

“Hmm. I guess you have touched her like this before.” (Elt)

“Yes, that’s right, but… Elt-sama, you’re not surprised? I think this is quite a shocking event.” (Stella)

“…I had some expectations. The legend is famous for the wolf and the red armor form.” (Elt)

It’s the same in the game. And the original source is the wolf form. I don’t know how much time it will take though.

“Well observed. It seems neither form is the true one…” (Stella)

*Squish*

Marcosias was letting it happen. She looked very comfortable. She had no demonic dignity at all. Only the cuteness of a puppy.

“Elt-sama, would you like to touch her? She’s fluffy and rather squishy.” (Stella)

“…Is that alright?” (Elt)

“If it’s Father, you’re more than welcome! Rather, I want you to pet me all over right now!” (Marcosias)

“So, you can speak normally, huh.” (Elt)

There didn’t seem to be any trouble with communication. For now, I approached Stella and Marcosias. I gently placed my hand on Marcosias’s head.

*Fluffy*

It didn’t have the fluffiness like Dia’s. But it was moderately soft and pleasant to the touch.

“How is it, piyo? The best, piyo?” (Dia)

“Ah… it’s squishy and feels good.” (Elt)

*Fluffy*

*Fluffy*

Marcosias looked relaxed and limp, enjoying it.

Yeah… not bad at all.

“If we all pile up and sleep like this, it’ll be the best, piyo. Today this is decided, piyo!” (Dia)

 

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At that time, Iskamina was at home having Anaria groom the fur on her back. They had been roommates since their academy days, and often did this together.

“Feels nostalgic. We used to do this a lot back when we were at the academy…” (Anaria)

“Thanks, mogu~” (Iskamina)

It was hard for the Mole Tribe to reach their own backs. As a result, it was easier to have someone else do it.

“But getting covered in oil… were you okay?” (Anaria)

“Rather, I’m burning, mogu…! That stuff is really old, mogu!” (Iskamina)

“Wow… good to hear.” (Anaria)

While talking, Anaria finished grooming with a brush. She thought it was a fine job.

“Alright, I’m done!” (Anaria)

“Thanks, mogu!” (Iskamina)

Iskamina waved her hands energetically.

“Next, I’ll cut your hair, mogu!” (Iskamina)

“Oh, you’ll cut it for me?” (Anaria)

The Mole Tribe was skillful with their hands. Or rather, species with fur generally had good sense for things like that.

“A little payback, mogu~” (Iskamina)

“Thank you!” (Anaria)

It was far better than cutting it myself. Iskamina’s handiwork was truly excellent. She had worked part-time in beauty care at the academy.

Anaria entrusted her hair to her best friend’s hands after a long time.

 

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After dinner, we changed into pajamas. This was for Dia’s plan to make a futon out of cotton.

Wood’s half-body was covered in cotton. On that arm-pillow, Stella and I laid down. Between Stella and me, Dia and Marcosias (the puppy) were nestled. That was the arrangement.

From bigger to smaller, it felt like a gradual scale. Fluffy cotton, fluffy Dia, and soft, plump Marcosias combined. The hardness of Wood’s arm and softness of the cotton made for a good pillow.

It was moderately warm… sleepiness came quickly. By the way, Dia and Marcosias were already softly breathing in sleep.

“Are you tired, Elt-sama?” (Stella)

“Hmm? No, it feels good…” (Elt)

Dia and Marcosias had warm body temperatures. The cotton neutralized that perfectly. Stella smiled gently and whispered softly.

“I feel the same. …It’s very nice.” (Stella)

“Yeah, it is…” (Elt)

Between Stella and me, Dia and Marcosias slept.

“Sya… piyo… sya… piyo…” (Dia)

“Wafu… suu…” (Marcosias)

“Let’s sleep like this again, Elt-sama.” (Stella)

“…Yeah.” (Elt)

By morning, cotton might be tangled in Dia and Marcosias’s fur. But that was also part of the experience. Letting them do what they wanted was also important. Still, the comfort was truly wonderful. We were all together as a family. That alone was enough.

 

Territory Information

Place name: Healberry Village

Special Facilities: Adventurer Guild (temporary), Great Tree Tower (with soil and wind bath)

Residents +1 (Nana who loves tomatoes)

Total population: 157

Tourism level: D (soil bath)

Fishing level: D (Rainbow Fish farming)

Ranch level: D (Cockatrice sisters)

Demon Lord level: E (Demon Maru-wanchan)

 

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