episode_0076

#2

The witch is a monster.

But at the same time, he is human.

Naturally, humans are animals that must have parents who gave birth to them, and they may also have brothers and sisters.

So what does family mean to a witch who is half monster?

I already knew what the answer was.

To Ina’s question, a face came to mind.

A cute pink pot.

Clara, the witch of healing arts.

Ina also knew roughly what happened between Clara and Dorothy.

So why did she ask me this question?

What was it that made you bring up the topic of family to me?

I was the one who started the conversation, but what kind of flow did she want to continue the conversation with by asking the question above?

… Maybe I’m over-complicating things.

“Family is, well, family. To some people, they are invaluable, and to others, they are less valuable than others… .”

“That’s right. Witches are humans too, after all.”

“Yes… .”

It turns out I’m not the only one who thinks that way.

I think I felt a little relieved by her words.

“So, I can give you some advice or tips or something like that, but honestly. I don’t think it would mean much.”

“Yes?”

“Family problems are even more so. The person who knows the family relationship best is the person involved. Think about it. I don’t know how Haneul fought with his family, but are they waiting for you? Or are they resenting you?”

“… … .”

I guess so.

After all, I am the only one who knows the answer to this question.

Through the conversation with Ms. Ina, I felt a sense of refreshment, as if my perspective had been slightly broadened.

“Thank you. It was a great help.”

“No problem.”

Okay… Let’s meet up after Soojin’s treatment is finished.

Even though the sea guy hates monsters so much, his family is different.

Even though we haven’t been together for a long time since she became a TS pretty girl, my past memories tell me what kind of child Bada is.

I nodded my head, making that pledge alone.

After that, we became closer by exchanging some lame jokes.

“Does Ms. Ina like Sol’s eyes?”

“Sol’s eyes…? Well, so-so… . Average.”

“Really? Then have you ever tried eating rice rolled in Sol’s eyes?”

“… Yes? What does that mean??”

“Literally. Have you ever tried eating rice rolled in Sol’s eyes?”

“Oh, no. I’ve never eaten such a monster.”

“I have it. Phew… .”

“Yes, yes? Well, your taste is more unique than I thought.”

“No! I didn’t eat it because I liked it. My teacher, the author, forced me to eat it.”

“Ah… . Master.”

When I brought up the subject of her teacher, her face twisted for a moment.

oh my god.

Ms. Ina is the person with the best poker face I’ve ever met, but even she makes that face when she thinks of a teacher.

Hmm.

In the witch world, isn’t the existence of a teacher just another word for an enemy?

“What kind of person was Ina’s teacher?”

“My teacher… .”

She trailed off for a moment, then let out a faint sigh and answered slowly.

“You’re crazy.”

“Huh… .”

“Why, why are you laughing?”

“No. I also think my teacher is a crazy bitch.”

“Oh. Well, among the witches around me, there aren’t many who like their teacher.”

“Is that so?”

Even Clara, who was the teacher’s mother, hated Dorothy, so for sure… . It seems like it’s a rare case where the two get along well. Well, Clara still forgives Dorothy and misses her…

“If you think about it, it might be natural. You’re like a graduate student who lives with a professor, eating and sleeping with him every day, and acting as his attendant. If the relationship between the two is good, wouldn’t that be strange?”

“Um… I don’t know because I haven’t been to graduate school… But I think I know the general feeling.”

“Anyway… . Yes. My teacher is a crazy bitch.”

“Then, have you ever met that teacher or anything?”

“I’m the one who rejected it.”

Is that it?

I still want to see your face at least once… .

Of course, after I became an S-class glamor.

Huh. When I meet Eugene, I’ll turn her into a pretty girl and then laugh at her to my heart’s content.

I remember everything.

You called me a bitch with small breasts.

I asked what it would feel like to be the same height as an elementary school student.

I remember everything… .

flaw.

Anyway, that’s how our night walk ended.

Ah! I should have asked about those ingredients.

Eight. I’ll ask you tomorrow.

#3

As soon as the sun rose in the morning, I ran to Ina’s workshop, or pawn shop.

She opened her eyes wide, as if she had not expected to see me again so soon, and adjusted her round glasses with a surprised expression.

“What’s going on?”

“I have a question.”

“Please speak.”

“The spines of a dinosaur cactus, the horns of a unicorn elk, and the wings of a seahorse bat. Do you know any of these?”

These were the ingredients for the pancreatic cancer treatment that Clara had told me about.

To be honest, I couldn’t even sense it. A dinosaur cactus? What the heck is that?

I looked to see if there was a plant with that scientific name, but of course there wasn’t.

What is a unicorn elk? Is it an elk with one horn?

Is the seahorse bat the offspring of a seahorse and a bat?

I searched the Internet, but nothing came up.

It’ll be clear who the hell belongs to this world.

“These are monsters you’ve heard of, except for the seahorse bat.”

“Go… Is this it?”

“To be exact, you could say that it’s a mixture of half monsters and half plants and animals.”

“Ah… .”

“As if our witches were both human and monster.”

Well, if people can become monsters, why can’t animals?

Still, we’ve got a clue that they’re animals, so if we can just figure out their habitat, we should be able to gather the materials without much trouble, right?

“Where can I find it?”

“Just a moment. I remember it for a long time too… .”

Ms. Ina apologized to me and disappeared into the workshop, then came out a little later carrying a thin notebook.

She quickly flipped through the notebook, stopping at a certain page.

“Dinosaur cactus. A monster that lives in the desert in northwestern China.”

“I guess I have to go all the way to China… .”

“Yes. And… the unicorn elk is in Baekdu Mountain.”

“Huh? Baekdu Mountain??”

“Why are you like that?”

“Oh, no. Elks on Mt. Baekdu… It’s so strange.”

I was thinking about going to the US, but it’s Baekdu Mountain… . But Baekdu Mountain is relatively close.

thank god.

“You said you don’t know about seahorses?”

“Yes. Unfortunately.”

“Um… . Okay. Thank you. Ah! This is a thank you.”

I took out one of the artifacts I was studying and gave it to her.

Witch connections are something to be treasured.

Especially if you are an experienced and seasoned witch like Ina.

It could help me a lot with things I didn’t know about… Of course, it wasn’t just for these calculated reasons.

Because Ina has helped me a lot up until now.

“Thank you. But this is…?”

“The name is the servant domination patch! A movable mechanical device, so if you attach it to something like a car, you can temporarily use it as a servant horse. Unfortunately, it can only perform simple commands. Forward, backward, turn… ?”

“Thank you. It looks useful.”

“Ahaha.”

By the way, is this hippocampus bat still alive?

Since Ina doesn’t know the habitat either, who should she ask?

The next best option is Ryu Se-hwa or that 900-year-old gumiho.

First of all… I guess I should ask Ryu Se-hwa.

Because the generation gap is so big, I think Gumiho Yeong-ga might not be able to understand what I’m saying.

Now, the time is approaching for her to have her blood drawn, so let’s go to the orphanage.

“Then I’ll go. Ina-ssi.”

“Yes. Goodbye.”

I bowed to Ms. Ina, who gave me a slight nod, and left her pawn shop.

#4

Ryu Se-hwa’s daycare center always had a strange feeling.

Perhaps, it felt that way because it was an orphanage built to create its own blood factory.

Well, now that I have my blood supplied to me on a regular basis, I won’t be doing things like drawing blood from young children.

I stopped in front of the daycare director’s office door and knocked briefly.

“Come in~”

Suddenly, I opened the door. For some reason, there was another kid besides Ryu Se-hwa.

I carefully observed the little boy’s body, wondering if he was drawing blood, but I couldn’t see any wounds.

So, are you looking for some advice?

Hmm… I guess I should have made an appointment.

“Oh my. What brings you here?”

“I have a question. But that little kid over there… .”

“Phew. Kid? Hinamori. Did you hear me call you a kid just now?”

“… Well. It’s true that I’m short. But I don’t feel good when I’m called a brat like that.”

The blue-haired kid slowly turned his head towards me.

Pure white skin, and… bright red eyes…!!

Is this person a vampire too?

“Red hair, red eyes… . And this aura… ?”

“Ah. Our youngest. Say hello. His name is Jinhaneul.”

“I see. This is the youngest girl you mentioned last time.”

From the flow of the conversation, it seems she is also an elder vampire.

Like Ryu Se-hwa or me… .

“You’re not a girl…? You’re old?”

“Hmm. You’re so short, I thought you were a girl. Excuse me.”

Huh. Is this revenge?

This is revenge for calling me a brat!

No. Now that I think about it, it’s unfair.

Ryu Se-hwa and that vampire named Hinamori are both much taller than me, so why am I the only one who’s as tall as an elementary school student?

I really want to see the face of that woman named Jinjo.

What grudge do you have against me that you did this to me?

“By the way, the youngest is also a girl.”

“What. I’ve never seen a male elder, and neither have you?”

“Yes. My mother’s love for women is so great.”

Hinamori and Ryu Sehwa talked about vampires as a topic of conversation, perhaps because of the existence of the country.

And I could infer one frightening fact from their words.

?? Is Jinjo a lily bug?

That too, the pretty girl with azalea hair and lily buds?

I’m so scared. Shouldn’t I just be locked up in jail?

“So what do you want to ask, our youngest?”

“Ah. Uh… Have you ever heard of a thing called a hippocampus bat?”

“Hippocampus bat? Where did you hear that?”

“It’s magic material. I need it.”

“Hmm… . It’s quite far. It’s in our hometown.”

“Hometown?”

“Yeah. Should I say it’s the home of vampires? The place where my mother was born.”

“Where are you?”

“Norway.”

“Huh?”

Why are vampires in Norway?