Feeling Down…
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I was troubled, looking down at the street from the rooftop while light snow fluttered.
What was at the end of my gaze… was a food stall.
A food stall that grills at.
On the roof of that food stall, there was an illustration of a beast with yellow and black spotted pattern, three pairs of legs, and two pairs of wings.
In other words, it was a food stall that served kena at.
As expected, there it was, a local specialty dish using kena at!
It’s called “kena Sandwich”.
It’s an extrely simple specialty of grilling kena steak and sandwiching it between reddish bread, but even without eating it, I knew… that it would definitely be delicious.
I an, kena at looks exactly like beef, but they sandwich that steak in bread, you know?
You get it?
Extra-sama, do you get it?
Do you understand what I’m excited about?
In my previous life, I hardly got to eat delicious food.
But I had the desire to eat it.
I had a fierce desire.
So, in my previous life, I never failed to do image training where I desperately observed my “family” eating sothing that looked delicious from outside the window, imagining what kind of taste and texture it had, and feeling like I had eaten it!
In that process, I had seen dishes where sothing like grilled chicken was sandwiched in bread, but I had never seen a dish where a beef steak was sandwiched in bread!
I’ve seen hamburger steak or roast beef being sandwiched.
But not steak.
Do you know why?
I don’t know if this is the correct answer, but I think it’s because beef is tough.
Beef steak is tough enough that you have to eat it with a knife and fork.
In other words, I understood that it couldn’t be a sandwich-type dish that you have to bite through with your own teeth and jaw.
But kena seems to be different!
Although it looks exactly like a beef steak, the stall owner sandwiches it in bread without any hesitation.
And people walking by stuff their cheeks with it with a smile!
In other words, kena at is!
Softer than I imagined!!
What about the taste!?
What does it taste like!?
I’m curious, I’m curious, I’m so curious~~~!!
Extra-sama made a calm retort to , who was writhing on the rooftop.
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But you know…
What I rember is that windy town where I t Kamasse.
There, in the end, I wasn’t allowed to shop because I was a black-haired, black-eyed ominous person.
It’s probably the sa in this town, right?
This world is abnormally harsh towards black-haired, black-eyed humans.
……………………I don’t want to.
I don’t want to beco friends with weak humans anymore.
…Because they die quickly.
That’s too extre!!
It’s extre to have only two choices, to beco friends or to kill, Extra-sama!!
Why do you so easily try to lead down the path of being an enemy of humanity, Extra-sama!?
You’re really troubleso… I want you to learn common sense.
Ah, but that’s right.
Before worrying about whether a cursed child can buy that kena Sandwich, there was one more problem to begin with.
I’m completely penniless, so I can’t go shopping in the first place…
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For the ti being, after fully enjoying the sll of the kena Sandwich, I left the food stall and was strolling around the town of Serelirin while hopping and jumping on the rooftops.
As a result, I found out that this town has a lot of pigeons.
So my stomach was sowhat satisfied, but this is no different from the als I eat in the forest…
I want to eat sothing that has been touched by human hands more…
Today’s weather in the town of Serelirin is cloudy.
Gray clouds spread all over the sky, and even though it’s dayti, it’s dark.
My mood is also sohow dark and depressed.
…Haah.
I lie down on the roof of soone’s house and sigh.
I feel stupid for being so excited earlier, thinking it was a town I hadn’t been to in a while.
Recently, I’ve been getting along well with everyone at the forest base, so I thought I would surely get along well in this town too.
I thought so before entering the town, but…
When I’m actually faced with a crowd of people, I hesitate to act among them, to show myself in front of them.
If I were to show myself in public now, would I be accepted?
How would I be seen?
Surely, as an ominous cursed child.
And a dirty vagrant.
There’s no way I’d be accepted…
Ah, geez…
Maybe I should just leave this town…
I looked up at the cloudy sky with a sense of resignation and sighed.
But that’s when it happened!
Extra-sama scolded !
Extra-sama…
Extra-sama…!
Extra-sama…!!
…I don’t want to!!!
Aaah, geez!!
I’m done!!!
My heart is completely broken!!!
Enough already!!
I don’t care about this town!!
I’m leaving!!
I’m leaving now!!!
Extra-sama is saying sothing, but I don’t care anymore.
I jump up, run along the rooftops, and start heading out of town.
Shut up!
Shut up!
I don’t care about Extra-sama anymore!
What do you an, “Let’s scavenge for leftovers!”!?
It’s not unavoidable!!
It’s different from digging up the ground and eating insects!!
Geez, this is the first big fight between and Extra-sama in a while.
While arguing loudly in my head, I was running on the rooftops at a trendous speed.
That was a mistake.
Because I was in such a distracted state.
I accidentally lost my footing and fell off the roof.
I fell upside down from the roof to the stone pavent of the alley.
The montum was so trendous that my head sank into the stone pavent up to my forehead upon impact.
It went “boing” like an arrow stuck in a target.
I’ve trained my core, you know.
When it goes “boing”, it can stay “boing” for a while.
Of course, such an impact won’t damage my beautiful girl face.
It’s the stone pavent that shatters.
I’m really sorry, stone pavent.
Anyway, the point is.
Since I suddenly fell from the roof to the ground, I was so surprised that I froze in the “boing” posture.
But there was soone in this place who was even more surprised than .
It was a passing boy who was walking down the street when an extrely beautiful girl fell from above and witnessed the mont she got stuck in the ground in front of him.
The boy, who had completely lost his strength and fallen on his bottom due to the sudden event, was a round, short-haired boy with a certain charm.
However, for , such things didn’t matter.
My gaze was fixed on the red, stick-like thing he was holding in his hand.
From that red, stick-like thing, a fishy, delicious sll was emitted.
My superhuman fantasy sense of sll had already determined that that thing was undoubtedly delicious.
The boy, staring at the beautiful girl Dark Spiky Rock Man stuck in the ground while losing strength in his legs.
, stuck in the ground in a “boing” posture, staring at the red, stick-like thing the boy was holding.
There were no other passersby around.
We were both silent.
A strange silence continued for a few seconds.
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