What Happens If You Give Chocolate to a Cat

From the moment Asha decided to bring in my private tutor, my free time was already as good as gone.

But if on top of that, Asha overexerted herself searching for a hunter to be my tutor. If damage gradually accumulated in a person who always said she was fine.

It’s the worst case scenario I could think of, continuously suffering losses.

One way or another, I couldn’t do anything about what I had already lost, so I had to prevent losing anything more.

To prevent such an important snowball from rolling in an even worse direction, I needed to bring my private tutor quickly by any means necessary. Literally by any means.

So here’s the question.

Would Asha acknowledge the existence of a private tutor led by the hand of a green young child, instead of one carefully selected by the veteran hunter herself?

‘…No way.’

She would obviously send them back and start looking for talent she could accept again.

Therefore, all the more, I needed to find someone who was strong enough to convince Asha while also being someone who could be persuaded by a young child like this.

In other words, I needed to find a hunter who would accept my request to become my private tutor.

What was important now was to prevent Asha from overexerting herself any further, to prevent the aftermath of the Lunatic Guild’s guild master not being in normal condition from covering the entire world.

In the end, among the numerous hunters of <Another World> I had met in the first playthrough and remained in my memory, the only option left to me was Ord alone.

An eccentric who would grant requests even from a young child like this if they just won in a ‘competition’ with him, without any particular favorability or story progression.

He was also strong enough to be fully acknowledged by Asha.

The biggest problem was that he was far from the kind and gentle teacher Asha had mentioned… but what could I do? He was the best option right now.

“…You want to compete.”

“Yes!”

“You and me.”

“Yes!”

Anyway, going to find Ord and proposing a competition with me was just as I had planned.

Tana also enticed Ord well as I had asked.

When I managed to stop the two who had been savagely exchanging blows just before, I unconsciously broke into a cold sweat… but in the end, not even a hair was harmed.

Even after my competition with Ord finally began, there were no particular problems.

When I used the damage stored in the form of cards toward the ground, then used the giant cards deeply embedded in the ground as a shield. When I provoked a person holding an axe larger than my body with an audacious voice.

“Come… come at me!”

“Ha… This isn’t even funny.”

And, going further from there…

-Ding.

[A total of 942 damage has been accumulated.]

[Cumulative damage: 16262 ▶ 17204]

[Available damage: 17204]

-Ding.

[A total of 1294 damage has been accumulated.]

[Cumulative damage: 17204 ▶ 18498]

[Available damage: 18498]

-Ding.

[A total of 1174 damage has been accumula…]

“This is… intense…”

Until I withstood all the literally tremendous attacks, one after another, until Ord was exhausted and collapsed.

Of course, my heart was pounding in a bad way no less than when I faced Tana before, but in any case, this time I didn’t get hurt either.

So, after realizing that no matter what he did, he couldn’t penetrate the shield—in the guise of giant trump cards—to which my nearly infinite HP stat and regeneration stat were fully applied, Ord finally acknowledged my victory.

He did say something about regrets and that his lessons wouldn’t be easy, but that was a problem to think about later.

Still, since nothing would be confirmed until Asha, the final decision-maker, was convinced, for now, I decided to take Ord to Asha.

The problem was that Ord’s current attire was a bit… problematic in many ways.

Well, it was the natural attire for a barbarian from a certain perspective…

But come to think of it, since he was also going to a private tutoring interview, he needed to dress more appropriately.

Therefore, I urgently changed our destination from the Lunatic Guild headquarters to a large department store near the guild headquarters.

A department store might be a bit stifling for someone who had lived his entire life on battlefields, but, well. The loser has no say.

What can you do at this point?

“Here you go. Hurry and change into these, so I can see how well they suit you, teacher.”

“…Fine.”

Just in case, let me say this in advance, but this is absolutely not me venting my frustration from the first playthrough.

It’s absolutely not taking revenge on someone who smacked me down more than dozens of times when I went to ask for help and was told to beat him first.

It’s definitely not about petty torment by making him try on all kinds of fluttery clothes and watching his very barbarian-like face gradually turn red.

“…Ms. Lua. You shouldn’t use people for dress-up games.”

“I-I’m not playing! I’m just having a hard time deciding because everything suits him so well.”

However, I was stopped midway by Tana, who seemed to be thinking something that was surely a great misunderstanding.

In the end, my time for revenge was forcibly terminated by Tana, who quickly finalized Ord’s attire as a neat formal suit.

Still, I couldn’t deny that it was indeed the perfect attire for the current situation.

For now, I decided to look forward to another day.

Telling myself that such an opportunity would come again someday.

So, somehow. Coming out of the department store with Ord, who had become a completely different person compared to an hour ago, we headed to the Lunatic Guild headquarters, which wasn’t too far away.

Specifically, at the moment we entered Asha’s office.

-Grab.

“Who told you to rummage through big sister’s documents!”

“Eeeeh─”

I was dragged all the way into the office with my cheeks being held by Asha, who was slightly angry because I had looked through various documents without permission.

Only after Asha, who had lightly picked me up—in reality, completely bound me with her two arms so I couldn’t escape—and plopped back into her seat, did questions about Ord begin.

“So, this person is the teacher you personally chose, Lua?”

“Yeees.”

“Have you seen him before by any chance?”

“Noyes.”

“Noyes?”

“Ah, well, that is… …he’s someone I saw for the first time today.”

I was about to naturally reveal that Ord and I were acquainted, but almost simultaneously realized I had misspoken and hurriedly tried to correct myself, which ended up tangling my tongue.

Fortunately, she didn’t seem to think it was that strange.

After that, she continued speaking while alternately looking at me, sitting on her lap, and the person standing awkwardly in the distance.

That I was very impressed by the various merits Ord had established when he was still a soldier and the fact that he was an outstanding warrior, as written in the documents I had secretly diverted from Asha.

Only after I added the experience of being an instructor for a special unit, which wasn’t written anywhere in the documents containing Ord’s information.

Asha’s face, which had been one hundred percent disbelief and suspicion, changed to about forty percent suspicious.

However, because I was speaking so naturally about things I hadn’t been told, this time Ord tilted his head.

“A-anyway. He already promised to be my teacher. So, Big Sister─”

Deciding to somehow gloss over my promotion of Ord’s hidden career, which was based solely on memories from the first playthrough, I hurriedly changed the topic of conversation and asked her to confirm Ord as my teacher.

At the same time, I slightly pleaded with her not to make me an irresponsible child who makes promises they can’t keep.

Surprisingly, it had an effect…

“W-well… I’ll at least listen to how he plans to teach you, Lua.”

After that, because she wanted to talk with Ord alone for a while and sent me out of the office, I couldn’t intervene any further…

But she probably wouldn’t reject him so easily, considering the effort I put into bringing him, even dressing him in a formal suit (all using Asha’s money, of course).

Ord would also do his best to keep the promise he made with me.

To keep the promise made with the winner of the competition, so it didn’t seem that unlikely.

Well, still, I couldn’t completely put my mind at ease, so.

I was secretly eavesdropping on the conversation between Asha and Ord by putting my ear close to the slightly open door crack.

“…This is the first time I’ve seen such clumsy wiretapping.”

“Eek?!”

From behind me, where there definitely wasn’t anyone, came the familiar, always composed voice.

Specifically, by someone who, just as Asha had done earlier, lightly picked me up and began moving away from the office.

In the end, I was exiled to the request office on the first floor of the guild headquarters, unable to move a muscle.

The natural next step was to be held captive by the request office staff who were looking at me with suspicious eyes—at the hands of bad adults honest about their desires—and once again became a living doll.

“This is punishment for secretly eavesdropping on others’ conversations.”

I had thought that someone like Tana would disapprove of the request office staff treating me like a cute doll, but judging by the clicking sound from Tana’s personal device as well, that apparently wasn’t the case at all.

So, click.

Or pat, pat.

Or fiddle, fiddle.

Or even…

“Hey, Lua. Do you want some chocolate cookies? My big sister made these at home herself—”

“What are you doing giving chocolate to a cat! Lia, are you crazy?”

“Uh, um… Does that apply to beast people too?!”

An assassination attempt disguised as a gift offensive.

…I never dreamed that people could be scolded in this way too.