We returned to the capital.
It had been three days since Rin collapsed, but she still hadnât woken up. If she didnât wake up, there wasnât much I could do either.
That didnât mean I planned to waste my days doing nothing. I had other things to take care of.
No matter how prosperous a city might be, wherever there is light, there are shadows, and in those shadows, youâll find people rummaging through trash bins just to survive.
Bestia was no different.
If humans inhabit human cities, then most of Bestiaâs inhabitants areâ
âAlright, everyone, please line up in an orderly fashion. Hey, no cutting in line back there.â
Catfolk.
The furred wheels of society, and they were all lined up in front of me in an orderly queue. From splotchy patterns reminiscent of Korean Long-Nosed cats to those with pure white, black, and even a âHitler catâ look, all sorts of catpeople were waiting their turn.
âHey, you really gonna give us fish if we sign this contract?â
âOf course. Look over there. The others are already enjoying their fish.â
âYouâre not gonna force us into hard labor or anything, right?â
âNot at all. Youâll continue living as you always have, just make sure to show up here at noon every day, and Iâll give you fish just like today.â
âYouâre an angel, nyan!â
One of the catfolk grabbed a wriggling fish in their mouth and disappeared into the alley.@@novelbin@@
One by one, I made contracts with about ten of them. They didnât seem too cautious, and once they spread the word and brought their friends, the numbers would swell quickly.
All of Bestiaâs stray cats would become my slaves.
âIf Iâm in Bestia, I might as well rake in the points.â
Beastfolk are like hearty soup.
Compared to the humanfolk, theyâre generally of a higher tier.
What that means is that even with minimal care, the points Iâd earn when liberating them would be significantly more than what Iâd get from humans.
Earn points, save lives.
Itâs a win-win situation.
âHave you been feeding the street catfolk again?â
âHaha, Iâm just doing what Iâm supposed to. No need for thanksâitâs what I do.â
âSighâ¦â
Seyra shut her eyes tightly, pressing her hand against her forehead. She let out a deep sigh as if she could exhale the earth beneath her, then shot me a sharp look.
âTheyâre a nuisance to the city, doing no work and causing trouble whenever they can. If you keep feeding them, theyâll just get lazier.â
âSounds like the dream life.â
âAnd the city administrators, like myself, will live a nightmare dealing with the problems they cause.â
Seyraâs eyes were particularly tired today. She had the same look youâd see in an employee trapped in a soul-crushing black company.
I understood how she felt. I, too, am not a fan of cat-ladies.
But these arenât just any cats. In my eyes, they were cute girls with cat ears and tails.
Seeing them lying dead on the streets would definitely be unsettling.
âIâll save anyone I can.â
Sorry, Seyra. But instead of apologizing, I offered her a word of encouragement.
âHang in there.â
âHaaaaâ¦â
Thud!
Just as Seyra sighed once again, a dull thudding sound came from the inn. It sounded like the little fox had finally woken up.
I hurried up to the room. Iâd even practiced how to speak with a fox in preparation for this day.
âDid you sleep well?â
Filled with excitement, I threw the door open.
Whooshâ
The moment the door opened, everything went dark. It was as if the sun had been covered by clouds. Before I could even register what was happeningâ
Bang!
âYelp!â
Whatever had blocked my view suddenly fell down. My reaction was so slow that I blinked like a sloth and then looked down.
âGrrrrrâ¦â
There was Rin, sprawled on the floor, and Seyra, who had pinned her down, holding her in place.
Rinâs sharp claws were extended. If Seyra hadnât acted, my face would have been split into six pieces.
âAn untamed beastfolk is no different from a wild animal. Be careful.â
I had considered the possibility she might attack, which is why Iâd tied her up with a sturdy rope. But that rope had been shredded and was now lying in ruins.
âLooks like Iâll need to get some metal chains.â
Iâll also need them for taking her on walks later.
âSheâs fine now. Let her go.â
âSheâll just attack again.â
âShe wonât. Let her go.â
Seyra gave me a suspicious look, clearly unconvinced. But when I insisted, she reluctantly began to stand, though she kept a wary eye on Rin.
As expected, even after being released, Rin couldnât move.
I had placed the slave contract on her the moment we first met, and since she was still in her juvenile state, she was utterly incapable of resisting.
âGrrrr!â
She growled like a beast, glaring at me with murderous intent. She knew exactly who was suppressing her freedom, and she looked ready to pounce at any moment.
âSo, what are you going to do now? Sheâs clearly not socialized at all.â
âShe can still be taught.â
âBeastfolk arenât like humans. Even among their own kind, they tend not to mingle unless itâs their original group. And if theyâre like the foxes of Baekwoongok, completely isolated from other races, itâs even worse.â
It wasnât an unreasonable statement.
Thereâs even a real-life example, The Jungle Book. A story based on a true event.
A boy raised by wolves was later found by hunters and brought to an orphanage, but despite being human, he couldnât adapt to human society.
Where youâre born and raised makes a huge difference.
Beastfolk, who share both human and animal characteristics, would naturally have an even harder time.
But thatâs fine.
âDonât worry. I can raise her without any problems.â
âDonât tell me you plan to use violenceâ¦â
âWhat do you take me for? Of course not. Now leave, please. Youâre disrupting our bonding time.â
I picked up the motionless Rin, tucking her under my arm, and escorted Seyra out, closing the door behind her.
Then I opened it again.
âBy the way, can you bring us some food? The kid must be hungry.â
âWhat kind of father are youâ?â
Thud.
I shut the door and sat down on the bed, laying Rin across my lap. I wanted to give her full freedom, but it was still too early for that.
Iâll have to get some chains and tie her to a post before I can let her roam.
âLetâs see⦠Most of your wounds seem to be healing well. Your fur is a bit ragged, though. Iâll have to take care of that.â
For now, Iâd dressed her in a simple, loose white dress. I wasnât planning to buy her new clothes for a while since sheâd quickly outgrow them during her growth spurt.
âGrrrr.â
âThe lady will bring food soon. Letâs play nicely until then, okay?â
âRoar!â
Sigh. She doesnât seem to understand me.
But no problem. Iâve prepared for this. I memorized some fox language just in case.
âHati-hati-hati-ho.â
âGrrrâ¦â
âWapapapapau.â
âYelp!â
Well, that didnât work.
âHmm, thatâs odd.â
What went wrong? My fox imitation should have been flawless. Maybe the problem is that Rin wasnât properly socialized.
But thatâs okay. As her master, Iâll show her patience and understanding.
For now, words werenât getting through, and Rinâs hostility toward me was still sky-high. Whatever I said, she wouldnât budge. So, I settled for stroking her tail.
How long did I wait like that? Gradually, her growls subsided, and instead, she started sniffing the air. Her head turned toward the door.
Click.
âI brought food.â
Seyra appeared with plates in both hands, kicking the door open with her foot.
âThanks. Just set it down on the floor.â
âDo you even realize how low it is to manipulate someoneâs basic needs like this?â
âTell that to the foxes of Baekwoongok. Do you really think these thin limbs could handle anything on their own?â
ââ¦â
Seyra couldnât think of a counterargument, so she just sighed and set the food down before leaving.
The smell of meat quickly filled the room. It was so appetizing I started salivating, so I could only imagine how Rin felt.
Sure enough, she was instantly glued to the food. Actual drool dripped from her mouth, not just a metaphorical waterfall, but a real one.
If I remembered correctly, Rin had survived in the village by scavenging a few potatoes and sweet potatoes.
Meat? She hadnât even seen it, let alone tasted it.
While Rin was out luring in the yokai, the villagers ate well among themselves.
Even though foxes are omnivores, eating nothing but potatoes for years mustâve been miserable. Even a potato-obsessed character from Springtime Outing would have asked, âDoes your house only have potatoes?â
Donât worry. Iâll make sure you eat so much meat today that your belly bursts. Though it wonât be free.
âDo you want to eat?â
Flinch.
Rin trembled. Her gaze, which had been fixed on the meat, shifted to me.
She wasnât growling anymore.
Her heterochromatic eyes, one the color of the sun and the other the color of the moon, gleamed wildly, as if they were ready to explode.
Even without saying anything, she knew. She knew whose permission she needed to eat that food.
âIf you promise to listen to me, Iâll let you eat.â
ââ¦!â
âAll you have to do is follow my words. Thatâs it. Simple, right?â
Rin, with her intelligence still at a five-year-oldâs level, prioritized her instincts above all. She nodded madly.
âGood. If you behave, Iâll reward you.â
I sat Rin down on the bed and brought the plate over. I was going to feed her myself.
Even though weâd made a deal, I knew better than to trust a verbal contract with a child. If I wasnât careful, I might lose a hand.
I stabbed a piece of juicy meat with a fork. As I lifted it, Rinâs eyes followed like a magnet, never breaking contact, no matter where I moved it.
Alright, time to stop teasing.
I brought the meat close to her mouth, and with a wide-open âWaaang!â she bit into it.
At that moment, Rinâs eyes widened in shock.
Since she couldnât move her hands, I fed her little by little, and while she was distracted by the food, I stroked her head with my other hand.
Slowly, so she could get used to it.
So sheâd come to accept my touch.
âRemember the taste of this meat well. As long as you listen to me, you can enjoy delicious meals every day.â
âGrrr!â
âAh, seriously.â
But it lasted only as long as she was eating.
Now that her belly was full, sheâs back to being a bratty little fox.