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"Ah, Master." Ayane turned to you while Eulia continued speaking at match speed. "Shall we send the potions to my family? I've written a letter with the details concerning blessed potions."
Right. Though the blessed potions weren't tested yet, Herta assured you that there was absolutely no chance of side effects. And while Herta could be incompetent or reckless, there were occasions when she'd actually do a surprisingly good job. This was one of those times — if Herta's double and triple checking was anything to go by, as you witnessed her do just that as she concocted the potions.
Ayane gazed up at you with loving eyes, ready to patiently for your response. You knew she wouldn't hate you even if you told her you didn't want to give her family the cure, but you're not sure if you could bring yourself to go that far.
>"Of course." How could you say no? It was about time this curse was torn off from your fluffy tailed relatives.
>"I'd like to give it to them in person." It might cause less worry if you and Ayane are there to reassure them.
>(Write-in).
Herta seemed to get a better understanding of Eulia's troubles when it came to coming here; both seemed to agree that the flight was a dangerous one that left much to chance.
The goddess would then rather bluntly ask about the murders that have been happening in Centria.
"Murders?" Eulia blinked and tilted her head in confusion. "Broken eggs?"
"I honestly don't really know or care too much about a bunch of harpies getting killed." Herta said. "But it's affecting some of Master's properties, so it's bad."
"What? Propertymurdersharpies?" Eulia glanced at you, more jumbled inquiries on her lips.
You proceeded to explain what you knew, with the harpy girl's expression getting more serious as you went on.
"...and while I hired some adventurers to find the murderer, you should watch out." You concluded.
"Got it." Eulia gave a nod. "But it's mostly against harpies with eggs, right? So there's less of a chance I get turned into fried chicken."
"Yeah, but still." You warned her.
"Noworries! Iwillbecareful!" The harpy woman said, though your high perception made you sense her unease.
After that serious conversation, Eulia began flirting with you. While it might seem inappropriate, you've come to expect this sort of mood whiplash ever since interacting with anyone in this world. And you didn't like letting a chance to tease a cute girl go to waste, so you happily flirted back. Teasing Eulia proved to be pretty fun— her happy, innocent personality and manic energy being enough to make things entertaining.
Eventually it had to come to an end, since Eulia still had to send your letters and go on her route. With a final wave, she shot up to the sky and pierced the clouds.
With the three of you alone again, you all returned to the mansion.
Right. Though the blessed potions weren't tested yet, Herta assured you that there was absolutely no chance of side effects. And while Herta could be incompetent or reckless, there were occasions when she'd actually do a surprisingly good job. This was one of those times — if Herta's double and triple checking was anything to go by, as you witnessed her do just that as she concocted the potions.
Ayane gazed up at you with loving eyes, ready to patiently for your response. You knew she wouldn't hate you even if you told her you didn't want to give her family the cure, but you're not sure if you could bring yourself to go that far.
>"Of course." How could you say no? It was about time this curse was torn off from your fluffy tailed relatives.
>"I'd like to give it to them in person." It might cause less worry if you and Ayane are there to reassure them.
>(Write-in).
Herta seemed to get a better understanding of Eulia's troubles when it came to coming here; both seemed to agree that the flight was a dangerous one that left much to chance.
The goddess would then rather bluntly ask about the murders that have been happening in Centria.
"Murders?" Eulia blinked and tilted her head in confusion. "Broken eggs?"
"I honestly don't really know or care too much about a bunch of harpies getting killed." Herta said. "But it's affecting some of Master's properties, so it's bad."
"What? Propertymurdersharpies?" Eulia glanced at you, more jumbled inquiries on her lips.
You proceeded to explain what you knew, with the harpy girl's expression getting more serious as you went on.
"...and while I hired some adventurers to find the murderer, you should watch out." You concluded.
"Got it." Eulia gave a nod. "But it's mostly against harpies with eggs, right? So there's less of a chance I get turned into fried chicken."
"Yeah, but still." You warned her.
"Noworries! Iwillbecareful!" The harpy woman said, though your high perception made you sense her unease.
After that serious conversation, Eulia began flirting with you. While it might seem inappropriate, you've come to expect this sort of mood whiplash ever since interacting with anyone in this world. And you didn't like letting a chance to tease a cute girl go to waste, so you happily flirted back. Teasing Eulia proved to be pretty fun— her happy, innocent personality and manic energy being enough to make things entertaining.
Eventually it had to come to an end, since Eulia still had to send your letters and go on her route. With a final wave, she shot up to the sky and pierced the clouds.
With the three of you alone again, you all returned to the mansion.
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