# 4
The man's sharp eyes looked like a cat ready to scratch.
Dearyn blinked and withdrew her hand from pouring divine power onto the wound.
“I was treating you.”
The man looked calmly at Dearyn's face and half-naked body.
His gaze lingered a little longer at the top, clearly not being taken off by his hands.
“……It’s real.”
Dayarin expressed her dissatisfaction.
The man was speechless.
The primary control has already passed to the other world.
Dearyn hesitated, then removed both her hands.
“Shall I go?”
“…….”
Since they don't attack, they don't seem to like it…….
Just in case, I asked Dearyn again.
“Can we continue?”
The man closed his mouth again and closed his eyes.
Feeling the divine power seeping into your body is so good. Warm and weak...
It will also help soothe your sensitive mood.
Yeah, there's no way I wouldn't like it.
Dayarin regained some confidence.
Until now, I had been hiding the extent of my original strength because I didn't want to be swallowed by the temple.
However, he instinctively knew that her divine power was no joke.
Dearyn herself didn't know exactly what the limits of her divine power were. She had only guessed that she was a genius and had received special blessings from the ruler.
Dearyn, who must have had the man's permission, poured out her divine power more actively.
This was in contrast to the careful treatment I had done for fear of waking him up.
The man also seemed surprised by this feeling, so he shrugged his shoulders and looked at Dearyn.
“It's okay, it helps you get better.”
Then relax your body.
It doesn't look like there will be a surprise attack at the moment.
“My name is Dayaren?”
The man slowly opened his eyes.
“Shut up.” He did not speak.
“Are you a little less noisy now?”
“…….”
However, since he doesn't use evil, it seems good.
“Are you sure you can handle it?”
“Huh.”
Oh my God, I answered.
“You couldn't handle it earlier?”
“Huh.”
They say he is a good dog and will endure as long as he can.
It's time to find out how much this pup can handle.
"What is your name?"
Before you know your dog's patience level, you need to know his name.
Thanks to a noisy first meeting, there was no time for normal introductions.
“Ceres.”
"Sirius. Great. What's your name?"
"I don't know."
“……I see, you don’t know.”
It was very difficult to have a normal conversation.
How can you make someone like this a master and make him debut in the social world?
Deyarin looked at the sky and cursed.
The justification was to help them become social, but didn't they deliberately send them to rot and die in a place where there was no one, and take care of this crazy man for the rest of their lives?
'No, I don't think that's all.'
Given the popularity of the 8th Division, this would not be the case.
It was the 8th Division that actually ended the war.
As the war ended and the soldiers returned, rumors about the 8th Division spread throughout the world.
Unless you are at the front, it is difficult for people to know accurate news from within the military.
Roughly speaking, a certain region sent an army, His Highness the Second Prince personally raised the sword, and so on. I only heard these rumors and made up the rest with my imagination.
However, the words of the soldiers at the front actually had a different weight.
Moreover, attention must be focused on ferocious power.
Thanks to this, people's curiosity was immediately focused on the eighth unit. Public opinion also exploded, demanding appropriate compensation for war heroes.
'Ah, but this is too much.'
In the temple, if you only receive money, you say: “Oh, thank you.” They would say, “We'll do it,” and pretty soon they got the job.
I had no idea that the condition of the Eighth Squad members was at this level.
The priest does the work, and the temple takes care of the money.
'I'm the only one who's torn apart again.'
Damn it.
Deyarin couldn't cry, so she laughed.
Sirius stared at Dearyn's smile as if he saw something strange.
“It's because I'm happy to see you, because I'm happy to see you.”
“?”
“……It’s just something everyone says when they first meet.”
“Huh.”
Yes what does it mean?
Are you saying you understand, are you saying you're happy, or are you just saying that?
However, I should be thankful that he at least responded.
“By the way, is he always like this?”
“?”
From the blank look in his eyes, I felt that it was difficult to get a definite answer.
Be a little gentle, at eye level.
“Sirius, what do you usually do?”
"an exercise."
Oh, fortunately it worked.
"and?"
"sleep."
"also?"
"food."
“When don't you do that?”
Sirius had no other answer.
It has been said that there are only three things in life: exercise, sleep, and eat.
It was not much different from Dayarin herself, whose life was nothing but prayer, work, sleep, eating and chatting.
I felt sympathy for someone who had been through the same situation.
“Aren’t you as excited as before when you train?”
“……Huh.”
This dog is one of the breeds that needs to be walked well.
Another thing I discovered:
While we were talking, we finished treating the bloody wounds.
But there were more wounds remaining. It was an old wound accumulated during the war.
Feeling like I should try as hard as I could, I reached for another wound.
This was the first time she had used so much divine power at once, so Dearyn wasn't sure about her condition.
But the body was honest.
rumbling.
On the boat, I shouted to fill the party quickly.
"…… the curse."
Sirius's pupils narrowed sharply.
I've been able to tolerate moderate chatting so far, but I can't seem to tolerate the waste.
Dearyn immediately let go and stood up.
“I'll let you eat.”
Sirius sat down as soon as Dearyn got up.
Because of that wind, Deyarin was able to see the back as well.
There were some scratches on the back panel, but it was in better condition than the front panel.
But I thought it would take some time to heal all the hidden wounds.
It wasn't something I was going to finish all in one day.
It will take time. completely.
“Then I'll go down and eat and stop wasting.”
I don't want to kill him because his annoying noise is annoying.
When Dearyn stood, she felt Sirius' gaze looking at her frankly.
When I thought about it, it was also my responsibility to prepare Sirius' meals.
“……Oh, are you hungry?”
“…….”
The empty eyes are back again.
It doesn't look like he's going to starve and eat himself any time soon.
But isn't it safer to prepare and feed it in advance?
“However, if I bring rice, would you like to eat it together?”
“Huh.”
Fortunately, Sirius did not refuse the offered food.
Dearyn quickly stood up.
It drained my mental strength to be around someone who might attack me at any moment.
I left the room on shaky legs, and when I turned around, I saw Sirius sitting and looking at Dearyn.
“……Go sit on the bed.”
If it had been Unit 8, it would have been fine for me to sit on the spiky cushion, but it seemed a bit uncomfortable, so I stepped in for no reason.
Surprisingly, Sirius got up from his seat after hearing Dearyn's words.
Surprisingly, he was a crazy dog who listened carefully to the words.
* * *
Dearyn went down to the kitchen she had looked at earlier.
There were dishes lined up on the table that looked like they had been prepared by a chef.
Some time has passed and the food is no longer warm.
Apparently he left some food behind while delivering Sirius.
“Oh, that's great.”
These were excellent dishes that I had never seen before.
Exquisitely decorated meat dishes that look like they would be served at a dinner party, and bread that seems to melt in your mouth. Even the shiny desserts like jewelry were perfectly prepared.
“Since the work was hard, did they at least make sure I had a good meal?”
The meal served at the temple was so good that I would not die after eating it.
The luxury that allows you to eat well and sleep comfortably is precious.
The difficult job I thought I had to escape from is starting to get a little better.
Diarine left the kitchen with food for two people.
The portions were adequate, so even if we ate 5 servings per person, we could probably eat for a week.
“The meal has arrived.”
Deyarin knocked and waited for a while before opening the door.
There was no sound coming from inside.
I didn't know what would happen if I just opened it.
Dearyn put the tray on the floor and knocked on the door again while holding the whistle.
“Are you going to open the door?”
“……Huh.”
The answer came quietly.
Deyarin let out a small sigh and opened the door.
Kiy.
"the curse."
At such times, there was a sharp sound I had never heard from the door before.
Dearyn held her breath and looked at Sirius.
The room was as quiet as it had been when she left. He apparently did not have a seizure during that period. It was helpful to move as quietly as possible.
“I'm going in...?”
“……Huh.”
However, I checked once just in case and entered the room.
Sirius was sitting on the bed exactly as she had been when she had left Dearyn.
Although he didn't seem to be moving at all, his eyes were slightly glassy.
“If you're sleepy, do you want to eat later?”
“……?”
Even though it was a simple question, Sirius stared at Dearyn as if he didn't understand.
‘Ah.’
You are not good at making your own choices.
"Do you want to do it now? If you do, the answer is always yes, but it's hard to say do you want to do it or not?"
God, there was a long way to go.
Before you can make a master, you must make a person first.
“Okay, let's eat first.”
It will happen gradually.
Deyarin tried for the first time to make a well-fed animal.
All the furniture except the bed was smashed, so there was nowhere to put the drawer.
Dearyn looked around and had no choice but to put the food on the ground.
“……Hmm.”
After finishing the food display, Dearyn groaned at the results.
Colored food was left on the messy floor and turned into dog food.
I need to become a master, but shouldn't I give him dog food this way?
But getting Sirius out of the room was risky.
We had no choice but to eat dog food together today.
It's like you're eating dog food with this amazing treat. I had mixed feelings.
“Please eat.”
Dearyn suggested as she held up the food.
Sirius began to eat as if he had been waiting.
“…….”
Dearyn was completely lost when she looked at Sirius, who had his hands full of food and put it in his mouth.
Isn't it because I cooked it like dog food?
It's not like this usually, is it?
I tried to be as positive as possible, l
But I knew better than anyone that I wasn't.
devastating.
That was a cub.
‘No, this is a world where even bears ride bicycles, right?’ Even a dog can be a master.
Deyarin's faith had not deepened as much as it had at that time.
It seems that clinging to the ruler is the only solution.
“Drink slowly...”
It was a moment when I tried to teach calmly, hoping for a miracle.
Sirius's eyes were filled with death.
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