Editor: Ferret Thao
Read at Watashi wa Sugoi Desu!
The off-white color of the walls matched well with the light brown pillars.
Feeling less uncomfortable, Rick’s steps were much lighter than before as he walked down the corridors.
I thought I was going to be his emergency rations the moment I saw Mr. Davis, but something tells me that is not the case at all.
Rick sniffled as he made his way towards Davis. His movements were still a little slow and cautious, but he felt more optimistic and enthusiastic than before.
The house is warm, and Mr. Davis seems like a nice guy… Well, he’s a little scary, but…
…this could be a good hibernation.
Maybe it was a bit calculating and self-serving to take advantage of Davis’ kindness, but it was an indisputable fact that the inexplicable excitement of hibernation had finally returned to Rick’s mind.
After looking around the rooms, they finally arrived at the pantry–although, it was really far too big to be called a pantry–which was located at the back of the kitchen.
“All the food for hibernation is packed in here. You are welcome to bring some of it into your room. It’s not locked, so you can eat whatever you want, whenever you want.”
Looking through the open pantry door, Rick’s eyes widened. There was a refrigerator that looked like it belonged to a five-star hotel and shelves full of food, food, and more food. Perhaps even the restaurant where Rick worked didn’t have this much food.
Even if it was for the next few months, it was still a lot of food. It seemed that the amount of food consumed by a bear beastman was completely different from that of a squirrel beastman.
“I’m not sure what to say… Oh, uh, Mr. Davis.”
“I actually work in the kitchen of a restaurant…”
Davis looked surprised at Rick’s words.
“Well, if you want, I can cook for you sometimes…”
Rick had just asked if he could cook when something caught his eye. He broke off and muttered, “Oh…”
Davis followed Rick’s unnatural gaze and looked in the same direction.
In one corner of the room, there was a pile of boxes filled with nuts.
These were not small boxes; rather, they were so big that Rick could barely hold one of them in his hands. There was a logo written on each box, which looked like a very luxurious brand to him. Yes, even more expensive than the nuts he brought as a gift today. These nuts were definitely something that Rick could not afford, and there were heaps of them.
“Oh, nuts, so many…”
Rick tried to laugh, as he didn’t know how to react.
“Sorry, the ones that I brought with me…”
Rick’s cheeks flushed slightly, but he managed to form a smile.
“It’s only a small quantity, and…. it’s cheaper than the one here…”
Embarrassed and ashamed, Rick scratched his head as he looked away from Davis.
His shoulders slumped down.
“I’m sorry… I thought I bought a good one, but…”
In the end, after saying this honestly and realizing that it was too self-deprecating, Rick laughed–“Ha ha…”–in a pathetic voice to cover it up.
Davis stared at Rick for a moment, then turned his attention back to the paper bag that Rick brought. He reached into the bag and pulled out a small box of nuts.
As Rick looked at him, wondering what he was going to do, Davis walked through the pantry and stood in front of a shelf that was relatively empty except for a few nice-quality items. Then, using a small stepladder, he placed the nuts on the highest shelf.
“Um, Mr. Davis?”
“These are special nuts.”
Davis climbed back down the stepladder and stood in front of Rick.
“I think I know a little bit about what it’s like to lose everything in a fire… I’m a fireman after all.”
He then paused.
“Your house caught fire…” he said, his tone slow but clear, “but you took the trouble to bring me some nuts.”
“So, it’s special. I’m going to make it my first meal when my… hibernation is over.”
Rick realized he had forgotten to breathe and was looking up at Davis dazedly.
He hurriedly sucked in some air and then bowed his head.
It was a very short reply, but it seemed to be enough for Davis. He smiled contentedly and walked off, saying, “Let’s go back to the living room.”
After turning to follow the large man’s retreating figure, Rick glanced back into the pantry once more.
When spring comes…
On the highest and best spot, clearly visible from the entrance, sat the nuts that Rick had brought. They looked much more splendid than when he had brought them in his arms.
“Are you okay?”
Davis called out from across the hall.
“Yes, I’m fine. I’m fine…” Rick replied, his lips involuntarily turning up into a giddy smile.
“Then you can do whatever you want with the rest.”
“Okay, Mr. Davis. Well, thank you for everything.”
I’ve been fed, bathed, and given a glass of hot milk. I am now ready for bed.
Rick patted his warm belly and smiled.
“I’m sorry you had to… get pajamas for me.”
The pajamas were made of a fluffy material, and the top and bottom were all brown; it made him look like a stuffed bear at first glance.There was even a bear patch embroidered on the chest of the pajamas. It was a rather juvenile design, but that can’t be helped.
Davis said that he didn’t know what kind of clothes the small beastmen wore, so he bought Rick the large beastmen’s kids’ clothes.
Of course, I am not going to complain about that. After all, Davis went out of his way to make sure that I wouldn’t have to sleep naked and cold. What else can I say but thank you?
“It looks good on you.”
“Ha, ha, ha… Thank you.”
Rick was about to turn twenty. He was embarrassed to hear that he looked good in these cute pajamas at this age, but it was okay because the person who bought them for him looked happy.
Looking at Rick’s embarrassed smile, Davis cocked his head to the side.
“Are all squirrel beastmen as cute as you, Rick?”
Rick thought Davis was joking, but he looked extremely serious. Rick was not sure what to make of it.
“You’re so sweet, you’d probably melt in the rain.”1
“Ha, haha, hahaha”.
There was nothing more to say; Rick just had to laugh.
“I’m going back to my room.”
“Oh, yes, good night.”
In the end, the conversation remained vague, with Davis saying good night as he lazily walked out of the living room. He didn’t seem to be expecting any particular response from Rick. It seemed like he was just saying whatever came to his mind.
Rick didn’t understand what Davis really meant, but Davis was definitely not a bad person.
Rick scratched his head and decided to retreat to the room provided for him.
Hasr: Here’s a cute lil’ drawing that clover drew~ Just look at these two cuties