Maou na Ore to Fushihime no Yubiwa:Volume 1 Chapter 3
Chapter 3: The assigned mission
The Ghoul that was suddenly delivered to my house — Zonmi Ra McKenzie.
The one that suddenly confessed being a Nephilim — Kurose Kyouko.
Being currently trapped between the two of them, I was in a very dangerous position.
It was no joke, though it's not like I could tell how serious it was. If I found a green mushroom[1] lying around, I'd pick it up and eat it.
Since I had to sleep soundly at the infirmary's bed until a while ago, the contents of the History lesson went totally over my head. Giving a quick glance to his surroundings, there was one female student giving me a glare as cold as ice. It was Zonmi.
It seems like my previous fleeing somehow offended her.
Hu~m, I should do something obout this. Nonetheless, this problem was already not something I could solve by myself. Surely, besides the fact that the conversation steadily grew out of proportion like that, the information was very scarce from the start...
I took a deep sigh.
Then, I remembered the conversation we had right before at the infirmary.
National Monster Association.
Quite a suspicious organization... But it piqued my interest. Giving a careful thought, that was the source of it all — it seems they are pulling the wires.
Maybe there I can find some kind of solution...
A ray of hope from the Heavens. I inmediatly looked for it, cell in hand. When in trouble, ask Google-sensei[2].
Results: 12,400 hits — It was faster than I thought.
It seems like the National Monster Association... As a joint of all monster associations, it seems that it doesn't locates them all in a single place, but instead has set up a number of branch offices. Frankly, though I wondered if it was good to have all this information so easily accessible, I was thankful nevertheless.
After looking for the nearest branch office, I saved the adress on my cell's memory. It seems that the place was in the area.
"Good! With this it'll be OK."
"... What's what it's 'oh-key'?"
Of course, this voice belonged to Zonmi. The umbrella she carried was sparkling.
With the point dripping red, I wonder whose blood it is.
"I think that this is not good too, I pondered about some things... A plan to overcome this situation.!
"Hoho, you will finally make a contract with me, won't you?"
"How did you arrive to that conclusion! Nobody said so!"
No matter how much you repeat it, I don't plan on getting such a shady job like monster tamer. Better than that kind of job, I'd even part-time washing corpses.
"Or, how should I tell you? Why are you carrying an umbrella even if it's not raining?"
I'd been trying to ask it since a while ago. The water-like blue umbrella in Zonmi's hand, it doesn't matter how you look at it, it's not one you could buy at a convenience store for 500 yen[3]. Is this what you call "made on order"? It doesn't matter from where she brought it, in any case it's surely prety expensive.
"What a foolish question. Us, ghouls, are weak against sunli — any light-based attack. This is a neccessary tool to protect ourselves."
I order to avoid saying "sunlight", she corrected herself like that.
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