Incompatible Interspecies Wives

34 – Injok Village (7)

After the funeral, I return home.

-Kiik.

The voice you hear when you open a familiar door.

“Did you come…Are you?”

“…”

I paused for a moment, startled by Ner’s voice.

Even though I knew she would be at her house, the fact that there was someone welcoming me gave me more warmth than I could have imagined.

It feels like the melancholy I felt while seeing off the members melted away.

It may be the specialness of the relationship as a married couple.

She’s not yet my whole side, but I felt like I had a whole side.

Of course, there is also Adam. But there were definitely things she couldn’t tell about her relationship with her brother.

Since my brother is the leader, I had to hide the pain in order to lighten his burden.

I’m sure I can’t tell Ner a painful story… But I have high hopes that I’ll be able to do it later.

It’s actually okay even if you don’t have to talk about it. I was just satisfied with having another person of mine.

With a cloth over his mouth, Ner opened the window of the house and swept away the dust with a broom.

The rolling bottles also disappeared.

It must have been hard cleaning while I was away.

“Yes. I’m here.”

I returned a belated reply.

Ner’s eyes bent into half moons for a moment, then she continued cleaning.

I look around my house after a long time.

There are many things that can only be seen after Ner points out.

It’s definitely messed up. There seemed to be one or two things that needed to be fixed.

I start by examining the broken parts of the house.

It seemed right for me to work hard and fix things, and for Ner to clean and tidy things up.

“Ner. Wait for it I’ll bring you some tools and materials.”

“Yes. And it’s okay if you don’t say anything.”

“Yes. I’ll come.”

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-Tung. Tung. Tung. Tung.

Since then our house has gone through a period of renovation.

Broken furniture is thrown out of the house without regret.

We also repair cracked floors.

Old and rotting timbers were also removed and replaced with new ones.

At the same time, Nere cleaned up this and that trash.

Shake off the dust accumulated here and there, and wipe off the dirty grime with a damp rag.

I also catch and clean up the bugs that roam the house.

Our space was gradually finding a new light.

After so busy repairing the house, he starts to get hungry.

I put aside the wooden mallet I was holding, wiping away the sweat.

Look around. All that could be done at present was about to be finished.

Maybe it’s better to stop for a while and have lunch.

The moment I was about to call Nere, I heard a voice.

“Wow!! Ah! Berg!!”

A voice calling me with a scream.

I immediately jumped out of my seat and headed for Ner.

“What happened!”

I headed to her cellar where she was going down her.

There, Ner was running away from something while hopping.

“Oh no…! Oh don’t come!! Berg, save me!! Wow!!”

A huge rat with a long tail like an earthworm was walking around the cellar with Ner.

Ner was restless as she screamed to leave the house.

I hurried down the basement stairs and approached Ner.

As soon as I get closer, Ner of Honbi Baeksan jumps up and surrenders himself to me.

“Wow! Kyaaak!!”

I supported her body with both hands.

Ner hugged my neck and screamed at her.

A giant rat charging at Ner.

I kicked the rat that was running around in that position.

– Puck!

– Jjiik!

The rat, which was hit and flew, stopped moving as soon as it hit the wall.

I said to Ner, who was still confused.

“No! Berg! Wow!”

“Finished-! It’s over. Ner, calm down. It’s over.”

“Ha ha…Ha…Huh?”

The power in Ner’s arm is released, and her head turns cautiously.

Looking at it this way, it seems that the noble lady is right.

I forgot about it for a while because cleaning today was harder than any other maid.

Goosebumps appear on Ner’s body when he sees her dead mouse. Her tail hair also snaps and sinks.

She immediately looked away and let out a long sigh.

“…”

“…”

Then our eyes met.

-Papak!

Ner pushes me away in an instant and descends from me.

The lost eyes wandered here and there.

As the situation calms down, I remember her terrified look and burst into laughter.

“….hehehehe.”

“…”

She giggled and shook her shoulders. Ner frowned at her even more indignantly, as if the laugh sounded like a mockery of hers.

“…Stop laughing.”

She said.

But I couldn’t stop laughing once I burst out. I laughed like that for a while.

Ner tries to climb past me as if he is in a bad mood.

I grabbed her by the wrist and prevented her from leaving.

“…”

Ner’s movements stopped the moment she was captured.

I said, calming my laugh and wiping away my tears.

“Let’s go get something to eat. Are you hungry?”

“…”

Ner nodded her head. I already know she’s not mad. It’s just embarrassing and pretending to be angry.

Since he voluntarily embraced me, the embarrassment would have doubled.

“We can cook ourselves, but there is a restaurant in the village, so let’s go there. At the same time, I’ll give you a tour of the town.”

Ner looked at me again and nodded her head.

I let go of her wrist and caught the dead mouse.

I hear Ner gasping for breath.

I ran out of her basement, holding her rat, away from her, lest she be frightened.

Soon after throwing the carcass of the rat out of the house, she washed her hands with the water she had brought.

Only then did Nere, who had widened her distance, approach slowly.

– Took.

“…?”

Ner lightly touched his back.

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She says.

“Thank you.”

I smiled again and nodded.

****

We walked through the village.

The members who saw our faces greeted each other.

Still, everyone was mischievous, and no embarrassing jokes were heard.

Accordingly, Ner also follows me more comfortably.

“That’s the stable.”

I say, pointing to a large wooden building.

Ner accepts my words step by step.

“There is an orphanage. If the fallen members had children, we take care of them.”

“…Ah.”

“There is a restaurant, and if you follow this road all the way, you will find a warehouse.”

“…A warehouse?”

“The food warehouse.”

“…”

Ner hardens for a while.

I looked back at Nere, who had stopped.

“…Why?”

“Oh, no.”

Then he follows me with quick steps.

“Since I looked around, shall we go eat?”

“What is that?”

Ner pointed to the tallest building in our village.

I was silent for a moment, and answered quietly.

“…A place where the gods are enshrined. Werewolves…don’t you believe in the five gods?”

This is a fact I found out when I was in the previous mercenary group.

Unlike other races, including humans, werewolves do not believe in the ‘Five Gods’.

Ner answered.

“…Yes. We have our own native gods. The power of witchcraft is also received from him.”

As I don’t like God that much, I didn’t want to introduce that place to Nere.

She thought there would be no point in introducing her to a god she didn’t believe in.

“Come on. Let’s go.”

I turn back to the restaurant.

“Can’t you just take a look over there?”

But Ner asked me a favor.

“…”

I keep my mouth shut at the unexpected suggestion.

I think for a moment.

I don’t like it, but it was actually not that difficult.

Nodding my head, I moved on.

Entering the building, Ner raised his voice in wonder.

Inside the building, fabric embroidered with four patterns was hanging down from the ceiling.

Ner says.

“Are the warriors chosen by these gods?”

I nodded. The four pillars of light that rained down from the sky 7 years ago pass by my head.

“…I did. I don’t know if this story is believable.”

Ner’s eyes sparkled with interest.

“…Actually, I was very interested in this, but I never had a chance to ask anyone. We only believe in local gods… So it was hard to talk about it. I didn’t have anyone close to me.”

“…”

Ner said after looking around the inside for a while.

“Can you explain the five gods…?”

A careful request.

I let out a long sigh and gather my mind.

Then he began to explain.

“…The round pattern on the far left is Nikal. God of Harmony.”

“Who is the chosen one?”

I recalled the information I had buried in my memory one by one.

“I heard of an elf. I can’t remember the name. Anyway, he said he was good at magic.”

“…Magic…I want to see it.”

Ner said with a curious look.

“There’s nothing wrong with that. It’s just an auxiliary role in battle.”

“Have you ever seen magic?”

“I’ve seen it once or twice.”

Ner’s tail began to wag. It’s a harsh topic, but it’s a relief that she’s happy.

“What next?”

Ner pointed to the pattern next to Nikal.

A pattern depicting a sword, shield, and spear.

“God of War, Diane. He is the god our mercenaries believe in the most.”

“Ah. I think I saw a few people tattoo it on their bodies.”

“Not common.”

“Do you believe in Diane too?”

“I don’t believe in God.”

Ner looks at me for a moment, then nods.

“I see. So, who was chosen by Diane?”

“I heard that it was a centaur. The name…forgot.”

Ner studied Diane’s pattern for a long time.

Just as werewolf men sanctify battle, Ner might be respecting it too.

“What is that fist shape next to, Berg?”

“God of courage. Mand. The dragons were chosen. The one people call a warrior.”

Ner’s eyes flash open.

“Ah! I think I’ve heard of it. You were chosen by that god. Do you not know the name of the hero?”

“…I don’t know. Maybe Baran knows. Did you ask if you were curious?”

Because the title of warrior is more widely known, I don’t know the name.

Ner nodded and looked forward.

He pointed to the last of the four hanging patterns.

“That one?”

A pattern resembling a flower.

“…….”

I was silent. The mouth did not open easily.

I also looked at the pattern for a long time like Ner.

“…Berg?”

After Ner calls me, I break the long silence.

“…The god of chastity. hehehe.”

Ner waited for my explanation to follow.

“…”

But this time, too, I couldn’t open my mouth properly.

I breathed in and said.

“…Should we go back?”

“…What is it, Berg? I was having a lot of fun…”

Ner is visibly disappointed. I eventually moved my eyes back to the pattern.

A few years ago, it was a pattern that appeared in countless nightmares.

“…Tell me who the chosen one is.”

At Ner’s urging, I forced my mouth open to spit out the words.

“…The Humans were chosen. Name is…”

“…”

“…Shien.”

A name with a bitter aftertaste.

“…Huh? Do you know the name this time?”

I struggled for a while before answering.

“…Because they are the same race.”

Ner examines the patterns again with interest.

Then she expressed her doubts.

“Berg. But they are five gods.”

“…Yes.”

“But why are there only four patterns hanging?”

“The last god has no pattern. Not everyone serves them well.”

“Who are you?”

“God of solitude. Lynn.”

“God of solitude?”

“Gods for those who don’t believe in the Five Gods. They say they take care of people who don’t believe in God… After all, it’s a missionary policy. If you say you don’t believe in the Five Gods, Rin will take care of you and nag you.”

“…I see.”

“You might hear it often. Because you believe in the local gods, not the five gods.”

“Is there a Lindo fighter?”

“I heard you were a lizardman. I don’t know the name.”

Ner nodded her head.

She took her breath, looked at me.

“Now let’s go back, Berg. I am getting hungry though. You’d better eat quickly and clean the house.”

“Yes. OK.”

I welcome her suggestion.

Ner moves her feet first and leaves her place.

I walked slowly along Ner and looked back at her.

The pattern of Hea, the god of purity that catches the eye.

“…”

…Soon I turned around again.