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

You can hear the song of Chun Chun and the birds from above your head.

In the light of the morning sun that leaked into the room, the tacket was still sleeping slightly.

"N-..."

Slowly flip over and bury your face in the pillow at hand. The pillow is soft and elastic, with a slight warmth coming to your cheeks. The birds' voices suddenly complained that it was already morning, but I still wanted to sleep a little bit. Taketo reached out to hold the pillow. The hand grabbed something fluffy and soft in its palm.

What? Something feels different from a familiar futon at home. But it's much more comfortable than usual. The softness of the tackle felt very good, and I was in a dream with repeated touches.

But when I wake up a little, I feel more uncomfortable. A strange feeling where the pillow, or the entire bed where you sleep, slowly repeats up and down. I wonder what this is.

"... hmm?

The bait opens its eyes thinly with its sleepy head. The first thing that jumped into my eyes was a black-black bed.

(Is that... my blanket in this color...? No... where is it, here...)

Finally, I realize that this is not on my bed at home. The blanket at hand is black and has long hair. When the hair was stretched up by hand, a long black hair drifted from between the fingers. I looked at it blurrily for a while.

(What is this...?)

When Taketo got up with his hands on the bed, he scratched his head funny. Somehow, the bed is so soft, it even feels like it's tingling and hot.

……

Could this be a bed?

The moment I realized that, my consciousness quickly cleared up. Eh, if this... stops scratching your head and gives you a scary face.

In front of me was a giant black dog with a bright red tongue, looking down at us. A huge mouth that could be swallowed with a single bite, such as the body of a bait. And two dark eyes that were bigger than the head of the tacket, terra terra and glowing, looked down quietly...

Somehow, it seems that Taketo was sleeping on Ulu's belly.

"Gyaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!"

I was screaming unexpectedly.

Then he ran away from Ulu's belly, but he sat down as if he had wet his hips when he reached the beginning of the barn.

At that time, the door of the barn opened momentarily, and the voice of the worried girl jumped in.

"Well, what's the matter...!?

From the outside of the open door into the dim barn, the strong morning sun plunges in. As he narrowed his eyes to stimulate the light, the tacket turned to the girl in the light. That's right. This is her house. She said Chante. With his waking head blurred, Taketo finally remembered why he was here.

"Ugh, when I woke up, I was surprised by the big mouth in front of my eyes...."

As she watched the tacket, Chante blinked and immediately let her face down, laughing at the bell.

"Were you sleeping together? You've gotten so close. Great! Shall we eat breakfast? Come here."

I can't believe I've gotten to know Ulu at all... that's not true at all, but it's kind of bad to deny it anyway, and the tacket follows her silently.

She gave it to the mother house this morning.

"I'm sorry. I was hoping to get Takette to sleep in my spare room, but it's not good for Caron and Brigitta, single men and women, to sleep together under the same roof. I told him to sleep in the barn."

It seems that such circumstances led Taketo to the barn. Well, that's fine.

The first floor of the main house suddenly became a room without a front door, and there were several chairs on a wooden table, a tent by the wall, and a fireplace. I wonder if this is where the dining is. It wasn't much, it was rather a murderous room. Is Chante's bedroom upstairs?

She looked like she was still in her late teens, but it seems she lives here alone with Ulu. I was a little curious about what happened to other families and parents, but I couldn't hear such a complicated story in the minutes I just met yesterday.

However, I noticed a painting on the fireplace. I wonder who drew it.

Maybe Chante painted it. The rudimentary painting, which is not very good, looked like a rural landscape somewhere. A picture of a small town at the foot of a cut high mountain. Red brick houses, water wheels, and sheep livestock were depicted. It's a simple, plain, but serene picture of the villagers' lives.

Looking at the painting in front of the fireplace, Chante came back. In her hand are two cups with handles and a large plate with four or five round ones. Put them on the table and Chante sits on the chair. The tacket also lowered its hips to an empty seat opposite it. Then, imitating what Chante would do, he took one round thing from a large plate placed in the middle of the table. Looks like bread. Looks like this is breakfast.

The bread is a so-called black bread, which is quite hard. When I chewed it, the slight acidity spread into my mouth. The contents of the cup are a thick black drink. I don't know, this tasted like a thin beer with sourness and bitterness when it was in my scary mouth. The alcohol content is not very high.

Both bread and beer are stronger in habit and clutter than the ones usually tasted by the bakery. However, for the first time with food in his mouth, Taketto realizes that he was very hungry. Thinking about it, I haven't said anything since I ate my in-flight lunch on the plane to Thailand. That would make you hungry. When the tacket originally chewed black bread, it poured in like a beer in a cup.

After breakfast, the tacket is taken out by Chante. Chante's house was situated like a hazama in the woods and the city. After leaving the house and walking along the forest for a while, I went out on a wide gravel road that ran through the forest. There are lots of pedestrians, not only on foot, but also carriages and wagons.

A few hundred meters further down the road, a splendid gate appeared in front of him. Say hello to the guards guarding the gates and walk through the gate to the large square decorated with tiles spreading out in front of you. Further afield, there was a large and splendid building that was not comparable to Chante's house.

Chante says this is the building where Taketto regained consciousness yesterday. When I came home yesterday, I didn't even know the appearance because it was after the sun had fallen, but I can clearly see it when I look in the bright sun today.

It's called a palace.

It was a building with a perfect appearance to call it a "palace" or "castle". A five- or six-storey building with a long horizontal structure similar to Versailles and Buckingham Palaces. The windows are neatly lined up with golden details.

Chante and the others called it the Royal Palace.

A deep forest surrounds the royal palace. It is said that all of this forest is under the direct control of the Royal Palace.

Ulu and I broke up at the entrance to the forest. After that, Ur disappeared into the woods without going anywhere, but when Chante and the others turned behind the royal palace, Ur sat there in a little wilderness with a little manners. He ran through the woods ahead and waited here for Chante and the others to come.

There came an angry middle-aged man pulling the trolley while saying good-bye. Above the trolley are mountains of thick animal bones. There was still red flesh left in the bones, and blood dripped from the flesh.

"Thank you very much. Mr. Gerner."

"Ah, Chante. Good morning. No, what? Your Majesty's direct orders."

The man called Gerner climbed up on the trolley that had stopped while loosening his stomach and lowered the mountain of bones from the trolley toward Ulu with something like a big fork. Ulu is sitting with her tail sticking and she can't wait.

And with Chante's words, "I can eat", I caught on to the bones. There is a creepy sound of bones crushing. I mean, I slept on this guy's belly yesterday, and I didn't get eaten like this bone often... and it was plenty of food to anxiety him.

Unlike the tacket that was pulling into Ulu's dietary landscape, Chante is gently stroking her forefoot with a gentle look toward Ulu.

Gerner seems to be a cook at this royal palace. According to what he told me, he keeps scraps of meat and bones for Ulu when he cooks meals in this royal palace and feeds them every few days. Well, it's a carnivore with such a big body, you'll need a lot of food. If I had bought it myself, I would be bankrupt in no time.

"Well, when Ulu's dinner is over, let's go to the Beast Sanctuary today. Ulu, can you give me a lift?

Do you understand Chante's words? Ulu barked "Wafu" in a mood, stretched his forefoot forward and fell down like he said, "Get in." The back teeth of the wool are still pinched like the back legs of a cow, and whenever the wool moves, it is plumping at the edge of the mouth. The sight stirred up even more fear of Ulu in the bait.