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I opened the door to greet Erika, as Eleanora noticed her as well, and saw her hugging me and kissing my cheek.
Her eyes suddenly emanated a murderous intent, and her entire little body was unleashing an aura of bloodthirst…
However, the moment Erika noticed the new girl, she also looked at her in surprise.
“W-Who is she?” she asked.
“She’s… my spirit. It seems that my true spirit was her, not the book. Like your spirit, the book was only a part of the spirit.” I said.
“Eh?! S-So that happened? I can’t believe it, its just a girl… How can it be a spirit?” asked Erika.
“We saw him summon her.” said my father.
“Yeah, many wouldn’t believe it, but it just happened in front of our eyes, we can’t deny it.” said my mother.
“Yes, although I’ve seen humanoid spirits before, I’ve never seen one as detailed before.” Said my grandma.
“She’s very unique.” Said my mother.
“(Blake! Who is she?!)” asked Eleanora through telepathy.
“(I told you about her, right? She’s Erika, my friend.)”
“(F-Friend? Do friends kiss each other cheeks?)”
“(She’s just a kid, why are you being so harsh?)”
“(B-But…!)”
“(Eleanora you can kiss my cheek if you want too, will that make you happy? If possible, I don’t want you two to fight.)”
“(K-Kiss?! I would never dare offend you like that…!)”
“(Offend me? We are equals now; this is why I don’t want you to treat me formally anymore.)”
“(Blake…)”
“Eleanora, don’t be unpolite and come to greet her. Erika, greet Eleanora.” I said.
Eleanora slowly walked to our side, as Erika greeted her with a gentle smile. Erika wasn’t actually jealous, just surprised. She’s still shy with other people, so seeing someone completely new show up surprised her a bit.
“N-Nice to meet you, Eleanora. Let’s protect Blake together.” Said Erika, as she extended her hand to Eleanora.
“…Yes, I think the same, let’s protect him together, Erika.” Said Eleanora, as the two girls shook hands.
But then I realized Eleanora’s eyes glowed with bright light as she raised her eyes in surprise.
“Y-You are…?”
“(Don’t tell her that she’s not human, don’t point it out)” I told Eleanora through telepathy. Due to her acute senses, the moment she touched Erika she realized that her body wasn’t that of an human.
“Hm?” asked Erika curiously.
“You’re… very cute.” Said Eleanora, petting Erika’s head.
“Uwah… Y-You’re cute too…” said Erika while blushing.
“Oh my! They’re besties already!” said my mother while looking at the adorable girls fascinatedly.
“Now come eat with us, Erika, or the milk will get cold.” Said my grandmother.
“O-Okay!” Erika said.
At the end both girls sat down at each side of me, although Eleanora still looked at Erika with jealously by how close she acted with me sometimes.
“(Why is Erika not human? What is she?)” she asked me.
“(She’s a Living Doll, it is a long story… It’s thanks to her father that she was able to come back to life in such a form, she died at a very young age.)” I told her.
“(I-I see… So she had her own hardships in such a body… I apologize for being rude to her by glaring at her murderously.)” apologized Eleanora.
“(Don’t worry about it, just don’t do it again.)” I said.
“(Understood…)” she answered.
After breakfast, my father commented something.
“Ah! This morning there were a lot of corpses of wolves right in front of the door, they were drained of all the blood too… I picked them up and saved them in the storage, does someone want to help me out butcher them? I don’t really know how they showed up there, it’s very mysterious but… finders’ keepers, right?” asked my father.
“What if they died of a disease?!” asked my mother.
“No, they had clear wounds over their bodies, they were clearly dead because they were killed…” said my father.
“Well that’s very suspicious, you’re talking about it as if it were simple.” Said my grandma.
“It’s not like it hasn’t happened before, I remember that in the past there was a generous hunter that often left carcasses of monsters he hunted in front of the doors of poor people.” Said my father.
“Oh right… those times…” said my mother.
“Huh? Who was that?” I asked.
“We don’t know, but he was a man that gifted dead animals to people. Obviously so we could eat them… It happened several times, and we were helped by this anonymous figure as well.” Said my grandma.
“I see…” I said. This seemed to be an interesting little story. I thank whoever did this, as it made what I did less suspicious.
I had to do this with these corpses because there’s no way I can hide so many corpses, and I cannot go sell them myself either without getting suspicious glares and people telling me I am lying, I am just five after all.
So instead of just wasting the corpses, I decided to bring them here.. Father can butcher them, sell the pelt, claws, fangs, and more, and we can keep the meat.
“Wolf meat is very tough, but if you boil it enough or mince it with some spices, it can become good… Wolf Meatloaf could be a nice dinner.” Said my mother.
“Ooh! Alright then, let’s work hard, Blake, Eleanora, Erika, help me out! You’ll have to learn how to butcher animals eventually, so how about learning from me?” asked my father with a bright smile.
“Sure! I am thankful.” I said.
“That’s my boy!” said my father, petting my head.
“B-Butchering? That seems a bit scary…” sighed Erika.
“Don’t worry about it, it isn’t as scary as you may think. You will get used to it eventually.” Said Eleanora.
“R-Really?” asked Erika.
“Yes, don’t worry.” Said Eleanora.
“It is something important we must do eventually; we’ll have to hunt more in the future and earn money. I want us to eventually become citizens so we can get more opportunities, saving money is essential.” I said.
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