Sword Food House

"Why did Jotaro come to me?"

Sitting at the small table, Saori took a sip of hot tea and shook her feet comfortably.

The skeleton that was picked up by the devil bear, or it should be said that it took the initiative to follow, is also a monster of the devil city, and the species should be regarded as a skeleton soldier.In the Demon King City, there are many monsters of this type. Their appearance is similar to humans, so Saori can't recognize him at a glance. He introduced himself as Fukuda Jotaro.

And told Saori that he could just call him Jotaro.

But Saori asked him to call his own name, so he just stubbornly called Her Royal Highness.

Even after explaining, I don't want to listen.

This……

I suspect that all of you are strange princesses.

"I don't know how I got here. I was going to sweep my own grave two days ago. I haven't been to the cemetery for a long time. I feel that my own tombstone is covered with grass, so I went out with a shovel When I was on the road, I accidentally stepped on a big hole and fell down. When I woke up, I found that I was hanging on a big tree. The bone frame was too easy to get stuck. "

Fukuda Jotaro touched his round bone head and laughed.

"I didn't expect that it was the devil bear who came to save me. This is really surprising hahahaha."

Saori: "..."

This is indeed surprising.

"Hey hey hey—"

At this time, a cute devil bear quietly passed by carrying a small jelly.

"Uh-huh!"

And happily stuffed the little jelly in his hand to Saori.

"Is this delicious? I will try it, thank you."

Little Xiongxiong was so cute, he couldn't hold back and kneaded two more hands. He was addicted to the soft texture of the yarn and rubbed it for a few times before restraining himself, and hugged the kneaded soft little bear in his arms.

"Hey~"

The greedy little bear said that rubbing and hugging is not enough, but also grooming.

I just went out, and I didn’t bring the bear’s special bristle brush in the Demon King’s City. These two days, I borrowed an old comb from yarn weaving, but the comb is upstairs now, so what can I use?

The little bear stared at Keigo Atobe's tennis bag.

Such a big bag, will there be a comb in it?

There will be!

"Whoa, whoa..."

The little bear lay on Keigo Atobe's lap and asked him with sincere eyes.

Do you have a comb in your bag?

Atobe Keigo: At a loss.jpg, pupil earthquake.jpg

"Hey, hello, Saori Asano! What is this thing? It's coming to me, get it out of here!" He straightened his back in panic, looking as if he wanted to directly kill the devil bear Throwing it back to Saori, the legs that were actually lying on the stomach didn't move at all.

"You can't do that."

It is rare to see Keigo Atobe having such a flustered moment. Saori appreciatively admired it for two seconds, then reached out to grab the little bear back into her arms, and pointed at its nose to teach it: "Don't suddenly Run out and lie on top of others, if you are kidnapped and run away later, you may never come back, and you will scare others.”

"Hey!"

Devil Bear nodded obediently.

"Brother Atobe, it's not harmful," Saori briefly introduced to Keigo Atobe, saying that the little bear is a visitor from another world, and he can be regarded as a Pokemon. He is cute, cute and soft, and has no fighting power at all. 】

"Don't look at the small bear, but it's actually very powerful. It's a messenger that travels far away."

"Ok!"

Demon Bear puffed out his chest proudly.

Atobe Keigo:"……"

Is this the point?

Isn't the point why you have a connection with a creature from another dimension?

It's only been less than a month, what the hell did his sister do? !

"Hahaha, it's not bad, the little bear seems to have become stronger because of his experience."

Fukuda Jotaro didn't understand the two ordinary people's shocking loss of speech at all. As a skeleton, he seemed to have a very cheerful personality, laughing all the time, and even drank half a cup of hot tea after laughing.

Tezuka Kunimitsu, who had been silent for a while, looked very calm with a stiff expression, his eyes moved with the tea he drank.

"Crash-"

The water seeped through the bone frame and spilled all over the ground.

Skeletons cannot drink water, which is very consistent with scientific common sense.

But why does this skeleton move, talk, and want to drink tea?

Tezuka Kunimitsu: "..."

His eyes gradually drifted away.

He began to think about whether he was dreaming. Only in dreams would so many strange things happen, right?

But pinching my own leg, why does it hurt?

...not a dream.

Saori secretly glanced at their expressions, and was embarrassed to say something to continue to stimulate them, so she simply continued the previous topic: "It may be that I encountered an unstable space crack like last time, and Jotaro needs my help." Send you back?"

After coming back last time, she already has the spatial coordinates of Demon King City, so it is quite convenient to go there, but she has been too busy recently to drop by.

"That's not necessary," Fukuda Jotaro calmly took out a small rag and wiped the tea on his body, "ah, it's really inconvenient for the skeleton to drink tea."

"When I came out this time, I actually didn't plan to go back."

"Eh, why?"

"Sometimes when I get older, I feel that I should die. It's good to go to Huangquan for a walk and queue up to be reincarnated."

He touched the little hat on his head, and there was a very humane melancholy expression on that bony face: "I'm just a little homesick. I'm ashamed to say that after living for so many years, I don't even know where my home is." I forgot all of them, I just remember that there was a stream at the door of my house, and everyone lived in the same village, farming and working every day.”

"I still remember that I didn't want to work and was whipped by my mother with a broom, but... if I don't want to work, I don't want to do anything."

He sighed.

"After that, the war came."

"I was conscripted and went to the battlefield. Before I left, I told my mother that I wanted to eat her boiled potatoes when I came back. Unfortunately, I was not as good as I thought. I died not long after I went to the battlefield."

"When I woke up again, I became a skeleton soldier."

There are many types of monsters, and various reasons may form them.Resentment, hatred, unwillingness, and some are simply bred from the darkness.

For skeleton soldiers, death is their resurrection, but it can also be said to be complete death.

The original person is dead, and what wakes up again is just a new soul conceived from his mutilated body.He still remembers some memories from the past, but he can't recall more.

"I can remember the smell of my mother's boiled potatoes, and how painful it was for her to beat me, but I no longer remember what she looked like, where my small village is, or what world it is."

Fukuda Jotaro stroked the edge of the teacup, feeling the bumpy texture of the carved patterns on it.

The soul flames in his eyes shook sadly: "I know she probably won't recognize me anymore, and I don't know if I can still be the person I used to be, but I always think about... Go home."

"The tomb outside the Demon King's City is a tomb I dug for myself. There is nothing in it. It's too deserted to lie down."

"I want to go home and lie down."

"However, it may be difficult to realize this wish. If you don't mind, please give me a ride."

He looked at the girl who was holding the devil bear, and tried to smile with only bones left in her mouth.

"As a monster, it seems too stupid to end your own life, so I can only trouble your companions, Your Royal Highness. This process may need to be a little faster, because since I came to your world... I feel a little weird about my body.”

This is no longer simply described as strange.

The smile on Saori's face had long since disappeared, she stretched out her hand to grab Ranto Shiro, and stopped him from drawing his sword on the spot.

"Luan, call Teacher Wutiao and ask him to come and help."

"Jotaro, you can relax a little bit, it's okay, I can definitely bring you back."

On the bones of the skeleton soldier, which had been weathered for a long time and looked a little yellow, clouds of black mist floated from nowhere, and they crazily drilled into the bones as if they were attracted by something.

It's a curse.

He is gradually becoming a curse spirit.