Lyuu’s Relatives — Part 2
I picked up the warwolves two days later, as promised. We made our way to the dungeon after the usual exchange of greetings, during which they once again froze up in front of Rir. All in all, there were about 20 warwolves present, some of which I had recognized and already greeted.
“Mom!”
“Good afternoon, sweetie. It’s nice to see you again.”
Lyuu, who had been waiting outside the castle, dashed up to her mother and glomped her. The look on her face was very much akin to that of the girls when they did the same to me. Completely different from how she treats her dad too.
It seemed her father and I were thinking the same thing, as he smiled in a sort of awkward, bitter way as he watched the two interact. I guess that’s just what it means to be a dad though. Pretty sure all of them end up having to face the same fate eventually.
Roselia looked her daughter up and down, carefully examining her current state.
“Your fur has gotten a lot shinier, and your skin is looking nice and smooth. You’ve become very beautiful,” she said. “You must be living a great life.”
“You betcha, it’s real good!” she said, with a giggle. “I’m havin’ lots of fun everyday, ’cause of Master ‘n ’cause of everyone else too. We’re all real close, and I’m already rarin’ to introduce you! You’ve gotta come right away!”
“Of course, sweetie, I’d love to meet all your friends,” said Roselia with a smile.
“And you need to see how much I’ve been growin’ these days too! I ain’t done learnin’ just yet, but I’m startin’ to get a real good grasp of housework ‘n stuff too. I can cook ‘n clean ‘n everythin’! One of my friends, Leila, she’s been teachin’ me real nice.”
Lyuu had obviously started rambling, so I gave her a light tap on the shoulder as I chuckled.
“Calm down. I know you’ve got lots to talk about, but you should probably wait until everyone’s actually settled. It’s been a long journey for them, so why don’t we start by showing them to the inn first?”
It was a fairly valid concern, given that we were still standing right by the portal that was the entrance.
“Oh, right, that’s a real good point, Master!” She finally looked past her mother, at everyone else that had arrived. “Hey Dad! Hey guys! Nice to see you all! Follow me, I’ll show you where you’ll be stayin’!”
With that, she led all our guests away.
“She looks just full of energy,” said Roselia, with a light chuckle. “I think you were just overthinking it, dear. If she’s doing that well, then I don’t think you’ve made the wrong choice.”
“…I guess not,” replied Vergillus, with a small sigh.
“I was worried when I first heard that she was going to be marrying a demon lord, but now that I’ve met him, I’d say that he seems like a rather gentle soul.”
“Gentle…? You’d call that gentle?”
Her father shot me a glare, to which I replied with a calm smile.
“Gentle’s practically my middle name,” I said.
“I’m not falling for that one,” he turned to his wife. “If you heard about the stuff he did during the war, you’d know he’s violence incarnate.”
I’m pretty sure that’s the first time I’ve been called that… but honestly I guess it’s kinda not really wrong, in a way. War is more or less about killing people, after all, so…
“Master’s real laid back ‘n stuff when he’s at home!” Lyuu came to my defence. “He normally spends a lotta his time doin’ chores ‘n makin’ stuff ‘n playin’ with the kids.”
“Oh, so he’s the homely type? That must be nice,” said Roselia. “It would be nice if Warwolf men were more like that. I don’t think I’ve ever seen any of them do any housework.”
Her words caused most of the men in the group to avert their gazes while the women stared at them in a way that almost seemed accusatory.
“I mean you guys are hunters, right? So I guess it kinda makes a bit of sense if you think about it,” I said, with a bit of an awkward smile.
The idea of men doing housework was more of a modern concept than one that applied during medieval times. This world was one that didn’t have all the leeway and technology that came with a more advanced civilization, which meant that a strict division of labour was somewhat of a necessity. In the warwolves case, it meant that the men had to really stick their necks out in order to hunt all the food they needed while the women attended to their homes. It reminded me of what I’d read once, that men capable of fighting were naturally valued higher when war was an active concern.
“Y-yeah,” said Lyuu’s dad, with a nod. “Us men have to hunt, and the rest of our time goes into forging our bodies. It can’t be helped.”
“Master goes huntin’ ‘n stuff too, but he still helps out with the chores ‘n stuff almost everyday.”
Lyuu’s proclamation was one that led to a brief moment of silence.
“Hey, Lyuu? You know, that probably wasn’t the best time to bring that up…”
She was making me feel awkward, given my recent defense of the warwolf men. And plus, I’ve got all these demon lord powers and stuff so it’s kinda not fair.
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