THE XENOS
“Waaaaaahhh! Beeeeeell!”
In the Xenos secret village on the Dungeon’s twentieth floor, Wiene was bawling her eyes out. The vouivre girl had been like this ever since she was separated from Hestia Familia.
“Uh-oh, Wiene’s cryin’ us a river.”
“That’s because you were too harsh on her, Lido…”
“You sayin’ this is my fault?!”
The lizardman and the lamia were at a loss as to how to placate their newest addition. It was the first time anything like this had happened.
“You two are too soft on her. Allow me to teach her how things work around here.”
“Ranieh, you stay back! You want to scare her off already?!”
Lido was genuinely concerned for the girl’s fate if the arachne was allowed to proceed with whatever sort of baptism she had in mind.
“It’s okay, Wiene, you’ll see them again,” Rei reassured her. “Isn’t that what Mr. Bell said, too?”
Wiene stopped crying and looked up, her eyes full of tears.
“Hmph. I wouldn’t hold my breath if I were you. He’s an adventurer. It won’t be long before his greed leads him to an early grave.”
It was the gargoyle, Gros, who chimed in with that tactless remark. Wiene’s tear glands kicked in, and she burst out crying once again, screaming, “Beeell!!”
“Idiot!” “You fool!” “Is your head made out of rocks?!” The other Xenos quickly yelled at Gros, and he tucked his tail between his legs and retreated in shame.
“There’s only one thing to do now…” came a voice.
“Fia!” “You have an idea?”
It was the harpy girl who stepped up to put a stop to this seemingly unwinnable situation. She gently scooped up the child in her arms and offered her something to quiet her down—a soft, white rabbit.
“What do you think of Aruru here? Doesn’t she remind you of somebody?”
“Gyu?”
“………”
Wiene stared into the fluffy bunny’s horrified eyes and immediately threw her arms around her. Seeing that she’d stopped crying, the other Xenos all said something along the lines of, “All right. Seems like that’ll keep her occupied for a while,” and walked off.
One day, Wiene would learn to respect the al-miraj’s boundaries and be able to bear being in a separate party to her, but that day was still far off.
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