Other World’s Monster Breeder - Chapter 114

Chapter 114

Chapter 114 – Hollow Heroine

Mi~nminminminmi~n .

It was still the highlight of summer in this other world, Adelheid .
The cicadas perched on the trees in the garden sang as if they were stalking me .

I was, as always, lying dead on the porch of the mansion, which had a good breeze, as it had always been .

“Aah…”

Then I turned around because it was so hot .

“Waahhhh! What the hell?!”

Smooth .


Two vaguely familiar spheres stood before me .

“Damn, what’s going on? You’re so noisy!”

Aphrodite wakes up, rubbing her eyes half asleep .

“He-hey… why are you dressed like that…?”

I knew she was careless, but I didn’t expect her to be as careless as she is now…

Somehow, Aphrodite was wearing the same swimsuit I had bought her to go to the beach .

“Ufun . What do you think? Aren’t you glad to see me in a swimsuit in the house?”
“…Wha-What? I’m already tired of looking at your breasts!”

I got angry and argued with her, but of course my words were false .

Metaphorically, it’s like when you eat the same thing every day, but when it comes to girls’ beautiful breasts, the concept of boredom doesn’t exist .

“Mmm~ . I think that… Lately, my daring in front of Souta has been stagnant!”

Aphrodite’s chest moves as she complains .

“No, no . It’s not that…”

Or maybe it is?
It is true that the presence of Aphrodite does not seem to have diminished when you think of what happened when I was first summoned to this other world .

Even the “busty character”, which was her only identity, seems to have been stolen by Rust .

“I feel like Souta and I are spending less time alone together! It’s like I’m not a mainstay anymore…”

It’s not hard to see Aphrodite’s point .

Carolina has fellow demons and Ciel has acquaintances like Rikku-san .

It was inevitable that Aphrodite, who was alone, would be removed from the center of the conversation .

“No matter! As long as I live… something good will happen!”

I put a hand on her shoulder and turn to look at Aphrodite with pity .

If this world I’m in were a novel, Aphrodite would get beaten up on the Internet for being a “hollow heroine” or something (in a burlesque way) .

In fact, there is no denying that she is in a position where she is likely to be considered a one-trick pony .

“Uh! Come on, come on! I’m not you after all!”
“It hurts . That hurts!”

Was it a bad idea to send words of encouragement?
Blushing, Aphrodite slaps me on the back with a punch .

“Souta, this is an order! We’re going on a date tomorrow, and it’s going to last all day!”
“Why so suddenly?!”
“Come on! This time, I’ll make sure you can’t take your eyes off me again, Souta! Get ready!”
“…”

It can’t be helped .
Since she asked, today, for the first time in a long time, I will only have eyes for Aphrodite .

I recently received a letter from the owner of the tool shop saying that he had received an unusual item .

Aphrodite’s frustration would soften a bit if the two of us went out together .