D-Genesis: Volume 5 [Parts 1 to 3] by KONO Tsuranori

Author:KONO Tsuranori
Language: eng
Format: epub

Yoyogi Dungeon, First Floor

“Hey, Aethlem. Let’s take a rest. My back is killing me.” Ryoko Saito stretched, accompanied by a series of loud pops. “Ugh, if anyone catches me doing this old-lady shtick, I can kiss my career goodbye!”

“Rruff?” Aethlem tilted his head sideways.

“Do you get it, Aethlem? No, I suppose not.” Ryoko placed a hand on the hellhound’s back, speaking to him as if he were a small child. “It’s probably different for you—whatever you are...”

The other day when she’d been introduced to Aethlem as her guide, she had admittedly been put off. “Eh?! A dog?!” However, seeing how he seemed to understand all her commands, she’d come to almost want a smart pupper of her own. After just one day together, Ryoko already thought of him as a friend.

For Aethlem’s part, he had been wary of the new companion he’d been entrusted to—hearing her go on and on about her pet theories and opinions, her speech like an unending stream of rain on his ears—but it was a hellhound’s duty to fulfill their assignments without running or shirking. He would defend his new partner to the end.

“Or...do you get it?” Ryoko asked.

“R-Ruff!” Aethlem bowed his head.

“Man, you guys are so smart! I guess I shouldn’t be surprised by anything when dealing with dungeon monsters.”

Aethlem puffed out his chest, dog tag rattling from his collar, and let off a string of small barks.

“Oh, right. ‘Dog’! You’re a dog,” Ryoko corrected herself. “And such a good boy!”

Aethelem moved in toward Ryoko and nuzzled her cheek with his nose.

Weird. Ordinarily a wolf or some kind of big animal would be offended by being compared to a dog, right? But before Ryoko had time to reflect on Aethlem’s complexes further, he had pressed his nose hard into her side, nudging her to get up. Break time was over.

“Hey! What the heck—” Ryoko looked in front of her, seeing a translucent blue slime wriggling just a little ways ahead.

“Jeez, you’re worse than a drill instructor,” she mumbled. “Can’t a girl ever get her beauty rest?!”

Crocodile tears in her eyes, Ryoko readied her bottle of benzethonium chloride and spritzed.

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