Ash: This marks the end of Chapter 1….. THE REAL STORY IS GOING TO START…. sort of…. like after Chapter 2 probably…
Draco: Georg’s got his priorities in order, always go for the kemonomimi flag
Ash: “Always go for the kemonomimi flag” -The One Truth 2015
After crying for a while, the young girl looked up at Georg’s face while sniffling.
“What is it?”
“Is…it really okay for me to follow you…?”
“What is it at this point, why is there someone hesitating even though I approved of your wish?”
“After all…I am a beast person…if we’re together I’ll cause you troubl-…”
“It’s nice having lots of trouble. If it’s family, that’s probably normal. Those words are already unnecessary, and if there’s something, it’s for when you wish to separate from me.|
“I don’t wish for something like that!!”
“Then it’s alright. Leaving that aside, you should decide a name soon.”
“Ahh, if I always call you “you”, it sets a bad example to others as family right?”
Even though it was said many times up until now, she didn’t actually feel it yet and as if digesting it, muttered it while looking down.
“Nn, You are…oh right, how old are you?”
“I don’t know exactly…probably, only around 14, 15…”
“Then, a little sister. I’m only a 17 year-old youngster, but I’ll support my one little sister.”
“Se-…Seventeen years old!?”
The reason for her surprise is because Georg looked older.
But in relation to his appearance, there was no helping it because of the Dragunir race’s typical characteristics. A Dragunir’s growth at birth is fast, about 4 times that of humans. In short, a 5 year-old has the physique and intelligence of an average human adult, and around 7 years, the typical Dragunir approaches its most mature state. From there the appearance will stay unchanging and preserved for close to 1700 to 1800 years.
This can be said as their disposition which excels extraordinarily at defending against foreign invaders. They possess a short period of being weak and young and a long state of being extremely resilient.
“Ahh, so there isn’t a big difference in our years lived. Also beast people, properly speaking, have a life span of about 150 years, so after this it looks like we’ll have a long relationship.”
This is his declaration to fulfill the young girl’s entire life span. Noticing this, the young girl answered delightfully while her tail swung. Quite an adorable smile and action.
<It can’t be anything other than this…>
For one reason or another, even he became happy and smiled. He finally saw this beast person’s smile, and if a smile was pulled out from him, his mood has become a bit cheerful.
“Well…then the name…what should it be. Are there any names you’re contemplating?”
“None…since I have never received a name ever since I’ve been born…”
“Yes…then if it’s alright with you…no, I want you to give me a name…”
His back started feeling uneasy.
“…Don’t expect much from my naming sense alright?”
“It’s okay, I believe in you.”
This unconditional hurdle is casually difficult.
<As expected it can’t be something like “Tama”… in the first place I never even thought of marriage as a kid, so to name someone…I have nothing but another foreign one?…Impossible, nope, but I don’t want to betray her expectations…>
(TL: Tama is the stereotypical name given to a pet cat)
After worrying for a moment while groaning, Georg said it as if squeezing it out.
“Ferris, Ferris Stanford. Georg Stanford’s little sister and only family member.”
In the end, what he dragged out was a game character’s name. Not only that, but the name of the heroine who was tied together with the character Georg to the end.
“Ferris…Ferris…yes. As of today, I am Georg Stanford’s little sister, Ferris Stanford!!”
A young girl whose expression lit up and turned towards him with a radiant smile, Ferris.
<…I won’t say it, that it’s a misappropriation of characters I know, or the like, I won’t say it no matter what…>
(TL: Misappropriation: the intentional, illegal use of the property or funds of another person for one’s own use or other unauthorized purpose…from Wikipedia)
In front of Ferris, who repeatedly murmured the name he gave her while shaking her tail with a “bunbun”, Georg was secretly sweating unpleasantly.
“Alright, we should go soon.”
“Eh?…t-, to the village?”
To Ferris, whose expression suddenly darkened, Georg set up a confusing denial.
“Nope, we’re never going to that village again. For now, it’s an aimless journey to find a purpose.”
Ferris breathed a relieved sigh. As expected, the memories in that village thoroughly became trauma. He thought about what would happen if he took her out without any permission, but he saw a future where the young girl would die in the near future if she was left alone as is. Besides, the village certainly might have seen Ferris as property, but he should have given a favor of higher value to the villagers.
“Well, there’s also a time to thoroughly sort out this world…”
“What, just a monologue.”
While staying at that village, he had who knows how much time to sort out the common knowledge and information concerning this world inside his head. Among them, he had hunting knowledge, and game processing methods (at that time he became aware that the Dragunir are like hunters), and they shouldn’t end up in the situation like when he arrived.
“Well, for the time being, the discovery and cultivation of a base-like location, and after that the securing of a fitting population for the production of an ideal utopia.”
“…?…I don’t really understand, but I’ll try my best!!”
George replied while smiling to Ferris, who immediately raised an energetic voice after tilting her head to the side cutely.
“Nn, very well. Well, it’s time we go, little sister.”
The two people stood up. Then.
“…But before that, we need to supply new clothes for you, Ferris.”
Recovery magic can’t fix the clothing tattered from violence. Honestly, Georg felt slightly excited looking directly at Ferris’ appearance after she stood up.
What a disorganized pair.