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『……Black panther…？　What’s with that.』

He glared at me.

『Us demons have no names. Demons naming each other may end up causing us

to deny our own existence.』

The inhabitants of the spiritual realm had no names.

It’s because, according to the black panther, if you were to be given a

name that caused you to go into self-denial, your existence would weaken.

However, if granted a name from the material realm, it would further

strengthen your existence, apparently.

『…S, so you have no name?』

『I do have a species name. Like how you would call humans or wolves. The

other beings call me a 【dark beast】.』

Dark beast…. From what he said, I felt like it was more of a name that

defined a type name rather than a species. Then I thought, isn’t it

inconvenient since there’s no way of differentiating between other dark beasts?

But he said that there was no problem since he was the only existing dark

beast.

Incidentally, the mini monkey he had killed was just an ordinary 『demon』(without a

name)…broadly speaking anyway.

『Well then dark beast-san, what about me?』

『The “-san” is unnecessary in my name. Also, it’s troublesome so you

might as well speak casually.』

『I, I got it. ……and so, what about me？』(she switches from polite speech to casual)

『A species name huh? ……Well, it’s been a long time since I’ve seen

something like you…』

It appears that beings like the dark beast and I are rare. Even at the

time I transformed, he was expecting me to turn out as one of the monkey 『demon

subspecies』. How cruel.

According to him, the other intelligent beings calling him dark beast

was something that had naturally happened during the long pa.s.sage of time.

『If it’s you, then seeing as how you’re similar to my species, let’s go

with 【golden beast】』

『……Th, thank you.』

Golden beast huh~……That’s pretty half-a.s.sed, oi. But I couldn’t say it

out loud. I couldn’t say it after seeing how triumphant he looked.

I’ve become used to the lifestyle of a demon.

When facing up against a kitten like me, as expected, even the mini

monkeys that were usually so full of fright displayed hostility, although they

were surprisingly easy to defeat. I’ve even gotten used to the terrified

expressions they show before their moment of death. I’m sure that demons don’t have

the heart to mind such things.

The reason they’re aggressive towards me must be because my kitten form

has no dignity. Yup, it can’t be helped.

I got to talk about various things with the dark beast as well.

It’s been on my mind since the first mini monkey we saw, but regardless

of whether the beings we run into have more or less, a portion of will and

intelligence, the dark beast would always mercilessly kill them all.

Somehow I ended up asking him about it, and he replied that he disliked

them because the large majority of those beings were either 『stupid』, 『frightened』 or 『haughty fools』that didn’t

make for good conversations.

That was why it had been such a long time for him to find someone like

me who could converse normally, and counting up till the present, it seems he

had known of only five beings that he had enjoyable talks with.

『Is it fun talking with me…?』

『It is. Your talk of the dream world is interesting.』

I also find talking with him to be fun. He has a lovely voice after all.

Once in a while there are times when we don’t talk as well.

It must be because, as fellow beasts of the cat family, our preference

for playing and frolicking about closely resembles each other.

『Funya』(cat sound)

He was mofumofuing around the top of my belly with the tip of his nose.

It tickles.

I thought that if he went as far as licking then I would claw him good,

but I wouldn’t lash out if it was just to the degree of nudging with his nose,

rolling me over like a ball of fur and sniffing me.

After all, he let’s me mofumofu as well.

His fur is naturally silky, but the area around his chest was especially

plushy. I have the privilege of plunging myself in there to the point of being

buried and enjoying a full body mofumofu.

It smells good in there as well.

There’s a slight…very slight sweet scent, like the sense of intoxication

you get from sipping alcohol.

I wonder, did my stomach give off a similar feel?

And it was in that manner that we pa.s.sed away a considerable amount of

time.

It might have been just a few days, or perhaps even several years. There

was nothing to measure the time with, and to begin with, the very concept of

time in the spiritual realm was vague.

But to a certain extent, I felt the pa.s.sage of time through my body.

My body had grown from the size of a kitten to the size of a slender

adult cat, and although I was still the size of a regular cat, I could run at

the same speed as the huge dark beast.

Although I could only just barely bring out the same speed by using my

bat wings.

My strength had increased by quite a fair amount as well. ……A pa.s.serby

monkey-san that was bigger than I was took a look at me, only to become stiff

in the face and slowly backed away with inching steps.

Ahh……please don’t make that face. It makes me feel all excited and

wanting to chase you down.

But when I gambol around with the dark beast, I’m always the one to get

blown away and end up surrendering my belly for him to mofumofu.

Muu(むぅ)……next time for sure I won’t lose.

『Nee(hey), what’s that?』

I was being mofumofu’ed by him since I lost in our previous contest,

until I lost patience and bit his nose, and he was now letting me mofumofu him

as an apology for being obnoxious.

It was when I was mofumofuing on his chest when I noticed something.

『What is it, you say…it’s a summon circle. Didn’t I teach you?』

He replied while also looking at the summon circle.

He was in a good mood until just moments ago, but he abruptly fell into

ill humour. Is it that bothersome to repeat something you’ve explained before,

I wonder.

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