I Became a Regulatory Official for the Poaching of Monsters, but the Rescued Monsters are trying to

Chante sat down by her room window and looked out and sighed small.

I've been worried about you lately.

(Taketo... I wonder what happened...)

What worried me was about the tacket.

When I first met him, I thought he would be twenty or so. So, I was surprised when I heard that I was 32 years old, but I was convinced that I was from a different world and that my race was different.

Nevertheless, compared to men of the same age as Chante, the tacket is still calm, and Chante himself often feels reliant on it. However, on the other hand, I think that there are some people who have a childish feeling or are thinking about something that is easy to appear in their expressions and movements. It's probably not about age, it's about the original personality.

The tacket has been strangely swaying lately. When I was eating or going shopping with you. Chante didn't know why, so I always wondered.

Once, "What's wrong? I've heard that before, but the tacket just laughed," It's not a big deal. "

Not only that, I've never sneaked out of the house and gone somewhere before or twice so Chante wouldn't notice.

(Taketo. I wonder where he went... maybe... someone he liked could have done it...)

At my age, it's not strange to be married anymore. It's no wonder Chante was dating someone while she didn't know.

(But... then you can say a word. Otherwise, you'll be worried....)

I have no reason to disagree with it. No... but for some reason, my chest is twitching and painful.

Until then, I had lived with only one person, and I was sure that a man named Taketo had joined me and felt very comfortable, and I began to feel more at ease than ever before. So if Taketo leaves this house, he must be lonely. But it's just going back to life, that's all.

Well, it's supposed to be.

(Why do I get sad when I think about it?)

I was so sad and lonely when I ran away from my father and ran away from my home village. But I don't know why. That's a little different, but considering that the tacket is leaving, I feel as sad as it is soaking in my heart and drowning in breathlessness.

"... hah"

When she breathed because she didn't know how many times today, Chante looked down the window when she heard the sound of Gee from below. From there, you can look down the front door of your home.

"Ah...."

The front door opened and I saw a black head of a tacket coming out of it.

(I wonder where it's going...)

Because there are a lot of reports that I have to write, I was going to write them in a cage at home all day today. That's why Chante spent the night in his room.

After Taketo shows himself looking around, he walks down the road in front of the house towards the main street.

(Today is the day to keep you company!)

Chante stood up vigorously, lowering the window and grabbing the shoulder shawl that was on the bed. Then he left his room and ran down the stairs.

Go down to the ground floor and cross the dining area where the tucket was. There was still a report on the table that seemed to be overwritten.

When I left the house and ran down the road to where the tacket was walking,

(Damn it....!

I was able to quickly find a familiar back.

The tacket is walking slowly down the road in a good mood.

(I knew it... I wondered if I'd go to a woman's place...)

Chante suddenly felt like she couldn't breathe, but she put the shawl in her hand over her shoulder and chased after the tacket. I can't lose sight of it, and I can't stop following it.

(I wonder who Taketo wants to see...)

As a matter of fact, there are places where Taketo is comfortable talking to anyone, so there are places where Chante, who is always acting with him, is not able to grasp who he is particularly close to.

(I thought you were having fun talking to Nina, who sells vegetables at the market yesterday. My neighbors' wives shared cheese with me. It was delicious. Ah, or... Mr. Janice, who works in the church? Last time, I was asked to fix the chicken hut)

The more you think about it, the more suspicious everyone looks.

While walking with that in mind, the tacket suddenly stops on the road. While thinking, Chante rushed to hide in the bushes next to him as he got too close to the tacket.

(What are you doing...?

Looking from among the leaves of the bushes, the tacket stopped and looked up at the tree that had grown on the road. The large branch has red fruit that is small and stretched. Looks like an apple tree.

I thought Taketo had been looking up at it for a while and looked around. And a little further away from the tree, he jumps up with a rescue.

The high stretched hand grabbed the apple attached to the lowest branch and took it away. As the tacket slipped down onto the ground, it began walking again with a glad look at the apple in its hand in its trousers pocket.

(I'm going to give it to a woman...!

Yes, Chante is sure. If you come this far, I don't want you to know who you're dealing with. When you close your eyebrows,

(I'll make sure of it!

When I decided to do so, I started chasing the back of the tacket out of the bowels again.