Bonus Short Stories
A Mascot and His Puns
Gideon, City of Duels
It was the first day of the Love-Duel Festival.
King of Destruction, Shu Starling, King of Beasts, Behemot, and Behemot’s Superior Embryo, Leviathan, were walking to the second arena to see a certain event.
Behemot was comfortably seated in Leviathan’s hands, while Shu was right next to them.
Naturally, this trio was attracting a lot of attention.
After all, it was a group of a single fine lady and two mascot-like creatures.
Far too often have they been approached by families and couples wanting to take a picture with them.
“Sure thingy. Stay in line, though. Don’t be overbearing.”
Shu didn’t even seem to mind them and gladly agreed, making him hardly different from some mascot in an amusement park.
“...Tch.”
Leviathan was maintaining a cool expression, but the blood vessel on her forehead made it clear that appearance betrayed.
This was mostly due to all the couples asking her if she could take the photos.
They actually thought that she was just a woman who spent this festival doing nothing but taking group shots of the couples and the bear.
This group happened because her Master, Behemot, wished for it, but she was losing patience every time she was asked to take a photo.
Once the last of the many couples left with their shots, Leviathan spoke to Shu, not hiding a bit of her hostility and murderous intent.
“Why do you just let them take photos?”
“Hmm... I’m a guy in a costume, so it’s be beary bad if I was cold to people.”
“You were the same when we first met. Why do you insist on being approachable?”
Indeed, he had been the same back when Leviathan had come to take Behemot from him shortly before The Clash of the Superiors began.
The End
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