39 – It’s your choice (2)

“Ner, I’m here…”

A house with an open door.

I didn’t feel popular.

Ner, who greets me with a bright voice as usual, doesn’t appear.

“…”

This desolation, felt for the first time in a long time, is approaching coldly.

I raised my voice, wondering if it was my misunderstanding.

“…Ner?”

Go to the master bedroom and go upstairs.

“Ner?”

She can’t even find her in the basement.

It was certain that she wasn’t staying at her house.

I looked out the window.

It’s getting dark.

Where did she go?

Of course, we know that werewolves do not want to know where they are going.

I know that freedom is important.

I know it will come back if I wait… But the anxiety is there.

Now that we know that the future of our Red Flame Team is determined by Ner’s existence, if she escaped at all… The horror would be indescribable.

So, by my standards, this was not.

It’s not okay to go out late without a word.

Now, for the first time, she realizes that the moment has come when she has to force her human culture.

“…Ha.”

With a heavy heart, I leave the house.

Then we headed towards the center of town.

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I couldn’t figure out how to find Ner here.

It would have been more convenient if people had gathered around Ner, but there were no such crowds gathered anywhere else in the village.

The longer I spend looking for her, the more I feel in her chest.

It wasn’t just that he was worried that she might have run away.

I don’t know about Ner, but there are people in my town who hate him.

In particular, the families of her seven members who died on her Blackwood expedition did not look upon her kindly.

There is no reason for them to blame Ner, but it is hard to be rational when it comes to those who only want to resent the loss of a loved one.

Honestly, rather than running away, she was afraid that she would be harmed.

So, I first identified the location of the families of the 7 members who were sacrificed this time.

“Vice-captain…?”

Meeting them one by one, while feeling relieved that Ner is not around, he gives them words of comfort.

At the same time, I wonder where Ner really went.

I feel that the gap in culture that we need to fill is too big when realistic problems like this come up.

I wandered around town.

There were also crew members who were puzzled when they saw me hovering like this.

“Vice-captain! What are you looking for?”

“…”

But I couldn’t ask them if they had seen Ner.

Because it will look like we’re on bad terms.

Because the reward you risked your life on will make it look like you want to run away.

I shook my head and continued to search for Ner.

The stuffiness of the mind accumulates.

“Berg!”

At that moment, someone called me.

I turned around and saw Paul standing there wearing leather gloves.

“Paul, why are you still not going back to the orphanage?”

“I was on my way now. Berg?”

“…”

I shook my head. Turn the horse

“Now that it’s done, go back to the orphanage quickly. You’re late.”

“…Can we play a little longer? Berg goes around like this too.”

“Paul, the horses-“

“-Berg’s wife is still playing outside?”

Paul’s words caught my attention.

Her relief at the fact that Paul saw her goes through me.

And with relief, a little anger rises.

I didn’t know that being in a different culture was so difficult.

I asked Paul.

“…Where did you see that?”

“Huh? Ner?”

I moved closer to him and listened to him.

Paul knows how to lower his voice and whisper.

“…They were in the woods behind the Berg house?”

*****

Before going to the forest, I went back into the house.

Ner still hasn’t returned.

If it is the culture of werewolves to take care of your wife even if she doesn’t come home until this late, I can’t accept it.

I moved into the dark forest.

It was a small forest, so Ner was unexpectedly easy to find.

Her white tail glistened in the moonlight.

Ner was talking to someone while looking at the moon.

“It’s hard because… Berg is good, but-“

“-Ner!”

Involuntarily, a loud sound came out.

Ner was surprised with his back trembling, and I came to my senses at the pure astonishment.

Soothes the emotions.

Ner looked back at me slowly.

Yellow eyes glow in the dark.

“…Berg?”

“Why are you here?”

“…Huh?”

“What if I leave without a word…!”

The emotions I tried to calm run rampant again.

As expected, various reasons were mixed.

I was afraid that she had run away, and I was afraid that she would be harmed by the victim’s family.

Ner blinked her eyes in embarrassment.

“…Well…Wrong…”

As she approached her, Ner tried to apologize to her but pressed her mouth shut.

She opened her mouth as if she had put her thoughts together.

“…Do I even have to say this?”

“…”

“Berg, I never asked you anywhere you go…Do I even have to let you know on a walk?”

“It’s late. I was worried…!”

“Where are you to worry about!”

Ner also quietly raised his voice.

“Are you afraid I will run away? How can you run away from here! How can you escape from a town surrounded by barriers!”

“…”

“Give me some freedom too…!”

With that, he secretly revealed the worries he had hidden.

“I stay at home every day. No place to go for a walk. There is no one of my kind around! It’s scary because the culture is different…! You can go out for a little walk like this!”

“Not late.”

I said.

“I don’t know about you guys, but not the Humans.”

At those words, Ner lowered his head and stopped.

It was a heartbreaking sight to see her for the first time in a long time.

At last, she muttered.

“…It’s like being put on a leash…”

The ring finger of her left hand wiggled.

Looking at her like that, her heart overflows with pity.

She could sympathize with her a little.

Because I was also in the mercenary corps where Adam and I were rare.

I was able to get a rough idea of what it felt like to be left alone in a group.

Also, I know the gloomy feeling of being at home.

She must have felt it too.

This may have been my fault.

I approached her.

She gets on her one knee in front of her block of wood where she sits.

I said, covering her left hand with mine.

Ner was still.

“…It can feel like putting her on a leash.”

“…”

“But since you are my wife, I have to do this too.”

“…”

“How do I know if you got into trouble outside. I’m doing this because I care about you.”

Ner’s expression fluctuates.

I look up at her as she makes her cry without rejecting my hand in her.

She’s the kind of girl she used to be, she would have rooted for me.

There are conflicts like these, but I definitely feel contradictory emotions that seem to be approaching her.

I felt pity for Ner’s expression again. It was more because it was pretty.

I said with a long sigh.

“…Okay, then.”

“…”

“Go out for a walk at night as you like. Promise me one instead.”

Her expression gradually loosens up.

Certainly, she must be frustrated too. I also had to understand her like this.

“…What?”

“I’m only coming out here. I’m not going anywhere else, just come here.”

“…”

“Because I need to be able to find you too…”

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Ner blinked for a moment, then nodded his head.

She seemed reluctant, but she took a step back.

Then, wiggling my hand under mine, she stretched out her hand and lightly grasped my wrist.

“….Sorry.”

I take a step back and she apologizes right away.

Rather than apologizing because he thought he was wrong, it felt like he was reconciling with me and apologizing for digging.

I laughed at her behavior like that.

Then she turned around and sat down next to the block of wood she was sitting on.

Our thighs touch lightly.

“So you were looking at the moon?”

I am awkwardly diverting from a subject I am uncomfortable with.

As if Ner understood my intentions, he immediately jumped on the bandwagon.

“Yes. These days… I didn’t see it well.”

“At home-“

“-I can’t see the moon from home.”

She affirmed.

I learn things from her that I didn’t even know.

“The angles are all weird… I can’t see the moon very well. Sometimes it is covered by trees… It only looks like this when you come out here.”

I knew from the beginning that the moon was special to werewolves.

I was surprised that I hadn’t seen the moon like that.

I feel sorry again.

“Sorry.”

“No.”

I scratched my head again.

“Who do you think you were talking to?”

When I ask again, Ner blinks…And lowers his head.

He grabbed my tail and stroked it slowly.

“…”

“If you don’t want to talk about it, you don’t have to.”

At that, she nodded her head.

Perhaps the moon was her only friend.

Even I once threw a word at the bugs that roamed around the house, so I understood a little bit.

‘…Jang! Vice-captain…!’

At that time, I heard someone calling me from far away.

At first, I looked at Ner, wondering if it was my own misunderstanding.

But Ner’s ears also trembled and turned towards the direction of her voice, and her expression changed.

We immediately got up from our seats at the urgent voice and headed home.

As I came out of the forest, I could hear the voice more clearly.

“Vice-captain! Open the door-“

“-Here I am.”

Baran, who was knocking on the door, watches me and Ner coming out of the forest.

I wondered at Baran’s haste and asked.

“What’s up?”

He calms his breath too.

He said, wet his lips.

“I think we need to go see the captain soon. A guest has come.”

“A guest?”

I wondered if anyone would visit us at a time like this.

How urgent was it that he came at night?

Baran quickly answered that question.

“The elf… Came from the Celebrien family.”

“Elf?”

Nerdo repeated the name in surprise next to him.

“…Celebrien?”

There was a sense of joy in her tone, as if she were reminiscing about her old friend.

Baran urges me.

“…Vice-captain. Please follow me.”

“…”

I nodded.

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