When somebody sees a body made of nothing but bones, one would think it would fracture
easily. However, every bone was harder than steel.
And despite being completely different from the past, he had a strange sense of satisfaction and
fulfilment. It feels like this is how his body should be. Maybe this is the reason he didn’t panic
when his body turned into bones.
"Want more?"
Momonga lifts the [Unlimited Kettle] and asks the two kids if they want to drink more.
"Uh - thank you! I have had enough!!"
"Is that right? Then how about you Mare? Still want a drink?"
"Eh! Uh... uh... I... I’ve had enough. I don’t feel thirsty anymore."
Nodding in response, Momonga recovers the two cups once again and puts them back into his
item box.
Aura suddenly whispers:
"I thought Momonga-sama would be more frightening."
"Ah? Really? If so, then comparing to right now ......"
"Now, this is better! Definitely better!"
"Then lets stay this way. "
Hearing Aura’s excited answers, Momonga was a little bit surprised to respond.
"Momonga-sama, surely you won’t be gentle only to us right~~"
Facing Aura’s question, Momonga does not know how to answer and just pats Aura's head.
"Hehehe."
Aura looks like a puppy who discovered her new favorite thing, while Mare is showing a very
envious expression.
Suddenly a voice could be heard:
"Huh? Could I be the first to arrive? "
Although the tone was mature, the voice sounded pretty young and a shadow emerges from the
ground. The shadow slowly turns into the shape of a door and an individual emerges.
Wearing a soft looking, black evening dress with a big, heavy looking skirt. The upper body
dressed in a lace embellished ribbon and a short tailored jacket. She was wearing long lace
gloves and therefore had hardly any exposed skin.
The only term to describe her fine facial features which exposed wax like skin would be ‘real
beauty’. Because her silver hair was tied in a single ponytail, therefore it did not cover her face and her dark eyes exuded a pretty and flirtatious look.
Appearing to be about fourteen years old, or even younger, her childlike appearance was made
of a simple set of cuteness and fineness, a true beauty. But her chest part was a little
inconsistent compared to her age, it is highly uplifted.
"...... Instantaneous movement is strictly forbidden in Nazarick, weren’t you told not to
deliberately use [Portal]? You should be able to walk to the arena, so just use your feet
Sharutia."
Next to Momonga’s ear came an impatient voice. That icy tone was not just the kind of attitude
used to tame puppies, but full of hostility.
Mare starts trembling again and quickly leaves his sister’s side with small steps. However,
Aura’s 180° change in attitude surprised even Momonga.
The girl who used the highest tier of transfer magic to come here is called Sharutia. She doesn’t
even look at Aura’s grim face, who is standing next to Momonga and instead, walks directly in
front of him.
Her body is emitting an intriguing perfume.
"...... It stinks."
Aura swore. The irony in this sentence, "It could be because it is the smell of Undead, since the meat is rotten."
Maybe seeing Momonga raising his arms out of reflex to smell them, Sharutia unhappily
frowned:
"...... These kind of words are very offensive. Momonga-sama is Undead you know."
"What? What nonsense are you talking about Sharutia? How could Momonga-sama be an
ordinary Undead?! He should have reached a realm above Undead or even the level of an
Undead god."
Hearing Sharutia and Mare give of an "Ah." and "En." sound, although it is a little unclear right now, but in Yggdrasil, Momonga was just an ordinary Undead ...... He therefore felt a little
inferior. In short there was no High-tier Undead or an Undead God in the realm of the dead.
"No, but sister, your words from before were still a bit offensive."
"Oh, really? Well then, lets try again. *Cough* Well ...... Could it be the smell of the dead meat decaying?"
TL note: Referring to Sharutia being undead and still having meat on her, as opposed to the skeleton Momonga.
"That ...... That should be better."
Agreeing with Aura’s second try, Sharutia’s slender hand moves towards Momonga’ head and
hugs him:
"Ah, my master, my one and only ruler, oh dear master."
She opens her red lips, while exposing her moist tongue. Her tongue was like a creature, licking
her lips once in a circle. A fragrant scent came out of her mouth.
Although she is an ideal glamorous beauty and could be identified as one, because of her
apparent age people could not help but smile at this contrast. Her height was not enough, even
if she wanted to reach out and hug his neck, it ends up looking more like her hanging around his
neck. Towards Momonga who is not used to girls, this action feels very provocative. He wanted
to take a step back, but ultimately decides to stay still and does not move.
She had such a personality? This emerging thought lingers in his mind. Thinking about the past,
he remembers this girl was created by his companion Pelucino-san, so having this kind of
personality was not impossible. Since he liked H-GAMES more than anyone, he was also proud
to say “H-GAMES are my life. "
Sharutia Bloodfallen’s character was created by this good-for-nothing.
She is the guardian of the first three floors inside The Great Tomb of Nazarick, the "True
Ancestor Vampire" and also the masterpiece of the H-GAME lover. The settings of all his
creations were filled with H-Game stereotypes/roles.
"...... Show a little restraint ......"
For the first time, Sharutia reacted to this deep roar and looks at Aura with a mocking
expression:
"Ara, shorty you were here? Since I didn’t see you, I thought you were not here yet."
Momonga did not intend to intervene to what was just said. Aura's face was trembling, but
Sharutia completely ignores her presence, faces Mare and says:
"It must be hard to have such an abnormal sister. It would be better if you quickly get away from your sister, or else one day you will become like her"
Mare’s face instantly changes because he knows Sharutia intends to use him to start a quarrel
with his sister.
But Aura just smiles ───
"So noisy, you fake boobs."
─── and drops the bombshell.
"...... What nonsense are you talking about ───!"
Ah, her personality is totally ruined ─── Momonga could not help thinking this to himself.
Sharutia fully revealing her true nature, did not speak as pretentious has before.
"One can tell from just one look - your cleavage is so strange. In the end, how many slices did you put in huh?"
"Waah - waah -"
Sharutia frantically flails arounds, trying to cover up the other side’s inappropriate statement
about her. On the other hand, Aura smiles wickedly:
"The padding is so high ...... It shifted up while you were walking right?"
"Gluck!"
Being poked by an outstretched finger, Sharutia makes a strange noise.
"Bullseye! Ha ha ha! You can't hide it any longer~!!! So because you were worried, you didn’t
walk and instead used [Portal] hah --"
"Shut up! Shorty! You’re as flat as a airplane runway! I have at least ...... no, I have a lot of material there!"