“Kouhi, Mitsuki, stop!!”
Kousuke called out to the two who had crashed into the floating island, standing in front of the castle on Amamiya Tower.
Whether they heard him or not, Kouhi and Mitsuki bypassed the Winged Race entirely and rushed straight towards Kousuke.
“Master, are you alright?”
“Kousuke, are you okay?”
“Ah, I’m fine, so please calm down a bit.”
Kousuke replied to the two who were patting him all over his body with worried looks, a little exasperated.
Kousuke had felt Kouhi and Mitsuki doting on him (?), but for some reason, he felt it was escalating.
By the way, the Winged Race merely watched from a distance and did not attempt anything. Kousuke had told them to do so in advance.
With things as they were, Kousuke couldn’t say anything for a while.
He had no choice but to let them do as they pleased for a while. However, Kouhi and Mitsuki seemed satisfied after just patting Kousuke’s body and calmed down, moving back slightly.
“You seem to be unharmed.”
“Yes. You don’t seem to have been subjected to any strange modifications.”
“….Excuse me. What exactly were you two worried about?”
Before coming to this world on the floating island, they had been in Asura’s divine realm. If anything were to happen, it would be from the goddesses, and Kousuke couldn’t imagine those goddesses doing anything to him.
More than that, Kousuke had gone to the divine realm alone many times before, so it wasn’t that surprising anymore.
Upon hearing Kousuke’s words, Kouhi and Mitsuki exchanged glances before looking around.
“Even with the gods’ trust, we cannot permit you to be alone.”
“Indeed. Kousuke-sama, you lack a sense of danger too much.”
Here, Kousuke didn’t ask why they trusted the goddesses but not the Winged Race. Partly because it would be futile, but more importantly, because he understood that these were separate issues.
“I understand what you want to say. But I couldn’t stop by the Tower, so it couldn’t be helped, right?”
“….Haa.”
In response to Kousuke’s answer, the two exchanged glances again and let out a hearty sigh.
At that point, seeming to judge that Kousuke and the others had finished their discussion, Eiru of the Winged Race spoke up.
“Mighty ones. I understand your concerns, but could you please stop there? We will bear any further accusations.”
Kouhi and Mitsuki observed Eiru, who had spoken thus, for a while. Eventually, Mitsuki spoke.
“Yes. For now, let’s discuss the details.”
Kousuke had no idea what Mitsuki was thinking while observing, but Kouhi, who was looked at by Mitsuki, nodded. Then, she smoothly moved closer to Kousuke’s side and took up her usual guard position.
While this was happening, Mitsuki and Eiru began talking about something a short distance away.
“….What are they talking about?”
Kousuke asked, curious, but Kouhi merely tilted her head.
Realizing it would be useless to expect an answer, Kousuke turned his gaze towards Mitsuki and Eiru. Unfortunately, their voices couldn’t be heard by Kousuke, but without any obstruction, he could vaguely discern their gestures and facial expressions.
Watching them, it seemed they were initially discussing with serious expressions, but at some point, for some reason, they seemed to hit it off, smiling, and Mitsuki even grabbed Eiru’s hand and shook it up and down.
For some reason, Kousuke, who was watching this, felt a cold sweat run down his back.
“Huh? What’s going on? They were just talking, but I feel like a strange tag team has been formed…”
He muttered “It’s just my imagination” several times to himself, but the uneasy premonition wouldn’t disappear.
He was very curious about the content of their conversation, but he didn’t have the courage to barge in. In the end, Kousuke could only watch nervously until the two, who had finished their discussion, approached him.
“So, what was the outcome?”
Kousuke asked Mitsuki and Eiru as they approached.
“There are no problems, you know?”
“Yes. It was a very fruitful discussion.”
Both Mitsuki and Eiru replied with smiles, but for some reason, Kousuke couldn’t feel at ease.
“So, can I hear the details…?”
Kousuke asked tremblingly, and Mitsuki gave a mischievous smile.
“Of course, there’s no problem. I just explained what a wonderful Master Kousuke-sama is.”
“Yes! It was a very valuable discussion!”
Kousuke thought fleetingly, “This is full of problems!” but unfortunately, there was not a single person who shared this thought with him.
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The Winged Race had many things to do in their new world, so Kousuke and the others quickly returned to the Amamiya Tower Management Layer.
“Ah, I’m tired. It’s been a while, so I want to rest-”
“-You think you can?”
“….Impossible, isn’t it.”
Kousuke was about to collapse on the sofa in the Lounge Space but was immediately caught by Floria. She had been gone when Kousuke and the others returned, but it seemed someone had informed her.
Kousuke wondered who it could be but didn’t need to think hard.
“….Kouhi?”
“My apologies. I was told to contact you immediately upon your return.”
Kousuke wondered if this was appropriate in terms of their master-subordinate relationship, but it lacked persuasive power coming from Kousuke, who didn’t particularly seek a strict master-subordinate relationship anyway. It could rather be called a result of his own actions. Besides, he hadn’t told her not to say anything, so it was unreasonable to blame Kouhi.
Kousuke sighed once and looked at Floria.
“So? What do you want?”
“What do I want, you ask? First, can you explain everything from the beginning?”
“Of course, that’s fine, but honestly, there’s not much I can explain?”
With that preamble, Kousuke told Floria about what had happened since going to the divine realm. As Kousuke had told Floria, there wasn’t much he could explain. He explained that he had gone to the divine realm, created the floating island, and that the Winged Race was being welcomed into Asgard as a new species. He also mentioned what happened when the floating island appeared in Asgard, but since Floria seemed to know about that, he skipped the explanation.
Floria asked for a detailed explanation about the Winged Race, but Kousuke had little to offer. At most, he could mention their physical characteristics and that they possessed special traits. However, upon hearing both, Floria buried her head in her hands.
“….I see. In other words, I can think of them as a miniature version of Kouhi and Mitsuki, right?”
“Ah! I see, that’s a good analogy.”
Kousuke replied to Floria’s words with a relieved expression, but Floria herself made a grimace.
Afterward, she muttered things like “My head hurts” and “If I think about what comes next,” but eventually Floria made a proposal to Kousuke. Upon hearing it, Kousuke showed hesitation, but when Floria added more, he reluctantly agreed to the proposal.
Kouhi & Mitsuki + Winged Race.
What will happen, I wonder lol.
Will Kousuke’s stomach be able to handle it!
Will he be able to live a peaceful life! (Impossible)
Kou: “Eh!? What do you mean (impossible)!?”
