Free Web NovelChapter 89: I Turned Into an Idiot......
Is this strange sense of discomfort because of the unfamiliar neighbors?
There are two couples and what look like their two children. The adults are chatting with Macho, while the kids are chasing and poking the capybara girls, playing with them.
Ifera Ski is carrying one of the capybara girls on his shoulder.
The young petite Letry and Shepa, the dog girls, are playfully wrestling and being all lovey-dovey. It’s adorable.
There’s nothing particularly weird going on. The dog girls are clustered together and the humans are clustered together simply because they’re close friends or acquaintances — they’re not opposing each other or anything. In fact, earlier when the capybara girls swarmed in, Letry-san was helping Raffilia-san while chatting with the human women.
So why do I feel this discomfort?
Is it because Lucia and the elf girl aren’t here?
Hmm?
One of the capybara girls starts moving toward Raffilia-san. Probably going for seconds. Then, as if group psychology or herd behavior kicks in, one after another, the capybara girls begin walking toward Raffilia-san.
"I’m Capi! Please give me bread!"
"Yes, Capi-chan. Here you go."
"I’m Piba! Please give me bread!"
"Yes, Piba-chan. Here you go."
(Omitted)
"I’m Baka! Please give me sausage!"
"Yes, Baka-chan. Here you go."
...Huh?
Baka?
Baka was supposed to have renamed herself to Raba. What’s going on?
Did Raba accidentally use her old name by mistake?
"I’m Raba! Pwease give me a turnip!"
Ah. That lisping voice — it’s the former Baka, now Raba.
By the way, the previous "Baka" spoke normally, didn’t she?
"Yes, Raba-chan. Here you go."
"Tank you very mush!"
I can’t really tell them apart by looks, but this one is almost certainly Raba.
Which means the earlier "Baka" didn’t just misname herself either.
Out of all twelve patterns, Baka and Raka shouldn’t exist anymore...
So then, who was that "Baka" just now?
Hmm? Hmmmmm?
The courtyard is clearly divided into a large human group and a beastkin group. Only the capybara girls are freely scattering about, introducing themselves to anyone they spot without caring about human or beastkin.
But there’s one child moving in a clearly different way from the others.
To be honest, it’s hard to tell what the capybara girls are thinking. One is peering into the chicken coop observing the chickens, another is sitting at Raffilia-san’s feet, and yet another is wandering around holding a turnip in both hands. They’re all aimlessly wandering and doing whatever they want.
But there’s one who clearly has a strong sense of purpose.
It’s the one who called herself Baka earlier.
Baka doesn’t eat the sausage she received from Raffilia-san. Instead, she walks straight toward Shepa, the Shepherd dog girl, and hands the sausage to her. While Shepa is eating the sausage, Baka rubs her body against Shepa’s leg and reaches out to touch her tail.
These girls can get unlimited food, yet they swarm Raffilia-san trying to get it first — would one of them really give food to someone else?
Chomp chomp chomp.
Just then, Kemolori walks nearby while gnawing on a turnip, so I call out to her.
"Hey, Kemolori." freēwēbηovel.c૦m
"Chomp chomp Yesh chomp chomp chomp"
Good. She answered while eating, so it really is Kemolori. I still can’t tell all of them apart, but Kemolori is the only one I can identify for sure. Since she was the first one I met, I guess I ended up paying special attention to her.
I pick Kemolori up.
"Can I ask you for a quick favor?"
"Chomp chomp"
Her reply was just chewing sounds.
"Count the capybara girls for me. Isn’t there one extra?"
"Eh?"
She seems genuinely surprised and stops eating.
"Please. There were twelve earlier, but since they all look so similar and keep moving around, I can’t get an accurate count even when I try."
"Understood. 1, 2, 3, Shi, chomp chomp, shakuichi, 102..."
"Wow. You can count over 100? That’s amazing, Kemolori. But stop eating and count again properly, okay?"
"Okay. 1, 2, 3..."
I have a feeling there are more than there should be.
We rescued ten capybara girls from the slave trader, so including Kemolori there should be eleven in total.
"9, 10, 11. There are exactly eleven."
"That’s including you, so twelve...!"
"Chomp chomp chomp?!"
"Baka is suspicious!"
I set Kemolori down and head toward Baka.
Baka looks no different from the other capybara girls — a soft-looking belly and coarse fur on her back, short limbs, and round, sparkling eyes.
Baka presses her tail against her face and makes suu haa breathing sounds.
Not interested in food, but very interested in beastkin... so she really is Baka...
I quietly approach from behind and gently hug her.
I whisper so only she can hear.
"Lucia?"
"Right now I’m Baka, okay?"
"I see... You really are an idiot..."
Since she can transform into a dragon, turning into a capybara isn’t that strange.
Did she like the capybara girls so much that she turned into one herself? Or did she think that if she covered herself in their scent and changed her appearance, the dog girls and Ifera Ski wouldn’t be scared of her anymore?
When I set her down, Baka immediately buries her face in Shepa’s tail again.
Well, if she’s having fun, that’s fine.
I was surprised thinking we had an extra capybara girl.
Good thing you couldn’t run away.
One of my concerns has been resolved.
Now for the next one.
The elf’s breakfast, since she didn’t come here.
Raffilia-san is busy serving food, so I have no choice but to go myself.
The elf can’t move her body much, so surely——
"Here. Say ’aah’. It’s sausage."
Chomp
"Hey, that’s my dick."
"I like this one better~"
—is how the lovey-dovey scene would probably go.
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The elf girl, who still hasn’t even told me her name, hates beastkin. She probably also hates being looked after by the former slave trader’s underlings, the two Machos. By process of elimination, I’m the only one who can deliver her breakfast.
When I volunteered, Raffilia-san prepared water, half a sausage on a wooden plate, and a piece of bread for me. She also gave me a cup full of wine.
