I Met The Holy Beast
I thought it was cold and when I tried to look out of the window, white snowflakes* were gently falling.
Snowflakes?
‘The three year-old me, Earl Granzeus’s daughter, Serafiona, where did I remember a word like snowflakes?’ was what I strangely thought. Recently, these kinds of things happened to me sometimes. While tilting my head, I approached the window, tiptoed and grabbed the window frame with both of my hands to look at the situation outside.
I gazed at the wide lawn of the Earl’s garden that was becoming further dyed in pure white. Ever since I can remember, this was the first time that snow has piled up. It surely would be up to my knees tomorrow morning. Then I will make a snowball. Would my father be angry?
Snowball?
‘Here I go again,’ I pondered, staring at the sky. Then from the outside.
Zassh
There was a sound of a footstep in the snow, and I turned my eyes back.
There were red patterns that kept increasing on the previously white ground outside the window. At the end of the red patterns, there was something fluffy, small, and white coiled up. A baby tiger with a red forefoot.
Tiger?
“A… Aaaaa!”
I was stunned by the sudden flow of memories into my head, and grabbed the bed blanket and ran out.
….
I carefully wiped the blood off of the little tiger… the holy beast white tiger (Byakko) with a wet towel, disinfected the right forefoot wound, applied the medicine, and bandage-wrapped it gently with a towel. It was too good for a three year-old to do right? I thought so too. It was not possible for me before, but I could remember it now. It took time and effort because my body was small.
“Reincarnated to another world…”
There was nothing special about me. I lived independently as a member of society who didn’t bother anyone. I think I was around thirty years old? My responsibilities at work increased and I had to give guidance to a number of juniors, but they immediately quit due to career changes or marriage. The amount of work to be done drastically increased, and there was no time to find someone special. The last memory I had were worn out nerves. I’m not sure how I died. Death from overwork? Did I get into accident on the way home?
The only pleasure in such a rough life was reading. I read fantasy novels and escaped from reality. One of them was “Eternal Love to You, Wild Rose”. The main character, Maribelle, was a rose born in a downtown area… but she discovered she had strong magic and entered the Magic Academy, the country’s best educational institution, as a scholarship student. Not only did her magical talent flourish, but she was also recognized by the holy beasts. With her modest and earnest personality, she became friends with influential students, and finally, she was linked to the Prince with a happy end. A privileged story with a simple straight path*. And the villain blocking that path was Serafiona Granzeus. A powerful wizard, a rival to the heroine, and the prince’s fiancée.
“It’s me…”
In my previous life’s memory, Serafiona was a magical all-rounder who forcibly worked the Byakko and used its power against Maribelle. After Maribelle defeated Serafiona, she released the Byakko and established a formal master-servant relationship.
I stroked the back of the beautiful but exhausted creature in my lap.
Perhaps at this timing, the scenario was that Serafiona gave her blood for the tiger to drink and made a contract with it. But it was cut out of the novel because that part was not important. Still, it was not exactly wrong. If you drink my blood which contains plenty of magic, the Byakko will be healthy right away. It was a great idea for a three year-old. There was probably no way to think of enslaving the tiger when she gave her blood.
However, I am a three year-old child with a 30 years old inside who knows the story. I won’t do anything dangerous. I don’t want to be a villain. The villain’s end was to be confined in a tower. It is used to let you rottenly live only for the purpose of squeezing your lifetime magical energy. I don’t want to, absolutely.
But, the condition of the Byakko is getting worse and worse. It wouldn’t be a joke if one of the few holy beasts die on my lap. Another bad route will open. Oh, what to do. Who was the guy who hurt Byakko-chan anyway?!
“Does it hurt?”
I gently embraced the holy beast-sama that shuddered. Byakko-chan opened its eyes painfully in response to my voice. A large teardrop brimmed there, unconsciously, I imitated my father and gave it a kiss as a treatment.
In a moment, my surroundings shone. …… I didn’t have a bad feeling, but I worry it’s the end the end.
The light blue eyes like the circle of gems … The colors are different, but they are similar to my younger brother’s in my previous life. I remembered that I always kept the amulet of my years apart younger brother. Walking with tottering steps while crying was my little brother who fell down and towards him I
“Pain, pain, fly away! Fly to the mountain far far away!”
After I rubbed Byakko-chan’s forefoot, I imitated it and threw the pain away two to three times outside the window.
“It doesn’t hurt now, good boy, good boy.”
I rubbed its cheek and kissed it ‘chu’ on the forehead. Even though Byakko-sama was calm and I can do whatever I want, I couldn’t decide on one action so I just did both rubbing and kissing.
Suddenly, Byakko-sama gained strength in its leg. Since it looked like the limp sensation was gone, I stretched its leg and placed it on my lap. Byakko-sama opened its eyes wide.
“You, what’s your name?”
It, it talks!!! The holy beast can talk? Its voice is so cute!
“It’s Serafiona!”
“Sera? Your magic is great! I'm healthy again! Thank you!”
The towel bandage loosened, and the deep wound I had just treated… it disappeared.
He… no way… but that’s the only answer, isn’t it? It worked… what is this, I have a cheat spell?
“Sera’s magic, it feels nice. I want to be by Sera’s side, is it ok?”
Can I say no? Of course not, right? Going against the Holy Beast, do I want a death penalty? I’m not enslaving it, right? This is not forced, right? I don’t know what’s right anymore!
“Um… let’s start as friends?”
“Friend!”
“Kyaa!”
The Holy Beast energetically pounced on me and licked my face. Byakko-sama’s claw scratched me, and the back of my hand bled. Byakko-sama kept saying sorry while licking it.
Suddenly, a ring of light appeared overhead, surrounded me and Byakko-sama, and binding tightly before it disappeared.
It was shining a while ago too…… was it like this? I didn’t know because I was looking down before.
Mutual intake of body fluids? …This is bad.
Cold sweat dripped down from my temple just like a manga I used to read. Byakko-sama was just innocently licking.
Shine
Oh, it’s shining again! We’re in a binded relationship again! This was not on purpose! This is bad, this is bad!
I lowered the white tiger to the floor and left my weak hands on the floor.
“Sera? what happened?”
Ton ton Byakko-sama knocked my head with its fluffy paw.
………… Aren’t I being used instead?
Note:
*It was written as ボタン雪
** It was written as 王道中の王道の物語. 王道 in my dictionary it means a royal road or short-cut/easy methods, while 中 means inside, middle, or during. 物語 means story.
Author: rantingotome
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