Pochi, launching out!
Pochi’s Point of View
I was dumbfounded. I had tried to help an injured adventurer. So, following Tsuyoshi's suggestion, I drew the strongest thing I could imagine. But since all my magic power was drained, I couldn’t move—and even if I could, I’d probably still be frozen in shock.
“Rooosariiin!!”
Maybe the last thing I saw influenced it. Basically, this was all Jend’s father’s fault.
“Rooosariiin!!”
I knew Oneechan was strong, but I hadn’t really joined her on any monster hunts, so I didn’t know how she fought.
“Rooosariiin!!”
Also, even now, I still treasure my Valkyrie figurines. That might’ve played a part in this too.
“Rooosariiin!!”
So yeah, the result of all these mixed influences is... this.
“Rooosariiiiin!!”
Running from reality won’t help. First, I need to deal with the immediate crisis.
The thing I accidentally created using Tsuyoshi—let’s call it Fake-rin—looked like this: its face was Oneechan’s, but its body was like Jend’s father’s absurdly muscular physique, and it wore Valkyrie-like armor. For some reason, it could only shout, “Rooosariiin!!” Why did this happen? It’s nothing but an insult to Oneechan. She might forgive me since she’s easygoing, but Dirk definitely won’t. Dirk would never tolerate such an insult to her.
Still, it did manage to save the adventurer who was about to be attacked by monsters.
Fake-rin defeated the monsters with one barehanded strike. Oneechan would never look like such a brute. When I see her, I’m apologizing on my hands and knees. I’m sorry, Oneechan. I don’t think you’re a brute. You’re beautiful, kind, and adorable.
“Rooosariiin?”
After regaining some magic power with a potion, I used a magic salve that my overprotective sister had once forced on me to heal the injured adventurer. Their wounds healed perfectly, and they thanked me.
While I was debating how to apologize—or at least how to explain Fake-rin to Dirk—Fake-rin suddenly picked me up.
“Whoa! I’m not hurt or anything!”
“Rooosariiin.”
It nodded. Why couldn’t it talk normally? Was it a Valkyrie curse? After confirming I was fine, Fake-rin hoisted me up fireman-style.
This carrying style felt oddly familiar. It gave me nothing but bad vibes.
“No way...”
“Rooosariiin!!”
And with that, Fake-rin dashed off at full speed. Before I knew it, I was on a lower floor. The first rule of being lost is to stay put, but at this rate, we’ll just keep missing each other! I scolded Fake-rin, and it looked genuinely remorseful.
“Rooosariiin...”
“Ugh!”
The face looked exactly like Oneechan’s. When she pouted like that, I couldn’t resist.
“J-just be more careful next time, okay?”
“Roooosariiiiin!!”
It nodded enthusiastically, looking cheerful again. It’s not a bad... thing. Probably.
Eventually, a voice came through the communicator in the suit’s ear section, startling me.
“Poc... zzzt... safe!?”
“Oneechan?! I’m fine!”
The transmission was hard to hear, but it was definitely Oneechan! She came to rescue me!
“We’ll... zzzt... save you... zzzt... soon!”
I felt so relieved hearing her voice, but then Tsuyoshi started acting up.
(Kaasama! Tsuyoshi has fulfilled its duty gloriously!)
“Rooosariiin!!”
(Kaasama, Kaasama!!)
For some reason, Tsuyoshi and Fake-rin started freaking out. Mainly Tsuyoshi, though—it was super loud.
(Kaasama, Kaasama, Kaasamaa!!)
“Tsuyoshi, quiet down! Dirk’s probably with her, right? Apologize to him for me! Oh no, more enemies!? I’m cutting off now!”
It seemed like Fake-rin’s shouting had attracted more monsters. Fake-rin was holding them off, but there were just too many. I tried creating bombs with my drawings to attack, but at this rate...
“!?”
My suit began glowing white. My senses sharpened, and strength welled up inside me.
(Master!?)
“Rooosariiin!!”
I nodded to reassure Fake-rin. I won’t mess up this time. Focusing on the images burned into my memory, I began drawing furiously.
“Come forth!!”
“Wahahahaha!!”
“Kyahahahaha!!”
I had drawn Jend’s father and Lucius and Lucille. Having just seen them, my mental image was crystal clear. They swiftly took down the monsters.
“... Maybe just Jend’s father would’ve been enough?”
Looking at the pile of monster corpses and my drawings running wild, I sighed. Yep, this is definitely overkill.
“Rooosariiin!!”
“Wahahahaha!!”
“Kyahahahaha!!”
Apparently, the fakes I’d drawn were bonding somehow. Then, Jend’s father (Fake) and Fake-rin came running over to me.
I found myself being carried again, this time by both Fake-rin and Jend’s father. Nothing about this felt good.
“Rooosariiin!!”
“Wahahahaha!!”
“Kyahahahaha!!”
“Ahhh, I knew it!!”
And so, I was once again forcibly relocated. Sis, I’m sorry. I... I can’t seem to follow the cardinal rule of staying put when lost. While slightly dissociating from reality, I was transported by two incredibly muscular creations.
What do you think about this chapter?
