137. Cerberus, the faithful dog




 The city of Ciclo at night after the rain stops. Villadièche, a good beer bar.

 The whole Lyota family came here.
 We were seated at the far end of the large tavern, and me, Emily, Celeste, Eve and Alice were sitting in chairs.

 Cerberus was sitting right next to us with his upper body upright, glaring at the entire tavern with a fierce look on his face.

 While we were drinking and eating, Cerberus was acting as a guard dog itself.

'Hey, that's Cerberus, right?'
Hellhounds. You know, I ate something from a little guy.
Tiny, you don't know Miss Emily, or are you a mole?

 The entire bar is looking at us and arguing about this and that.

 The food and beer we ordered are brought to us, and as soon as the sign girl in the apron and hood approaches, Cerberus stands up.

 The dog, larger than a human, bared its fangs and looks down at him.
 The signboard girl shuddered.

'Cerberus, that person is a clerk here, it's okay.

 I said, and Cerberus sat down again.
 The relieved signboard girl puts the food on the table.

'I'm sorry for scaring you. It's all right now.'
Oh, really?
Yeah, here.

 I point to the side to the signboard girl who is still a little scared.
 The food that Alice had just brought was placed in front of Cerberus.
 I'm sure you'll be able to find out more about this as well.

'My dog is a good listener. That's why he's merciless to his enemies, but if you tell him he's not an enemy, he'll understand.''
Yeah, I guess so. You're a big girl, but you're a dog.
Would you like to touch it?
What?

 The signboard girl is surprised by Emily's suggestion.

'Offer the rabbit a carrot dish as a freebie and I'll let you touch it.
Are you sure you're okay?
Kel, come here.

 Celeste said, and Cerberus came next to her as he was told.
 As it was, he made him get down with a flowing motion while stroking his head.

''Go ahead,''
Okay, then.

 The signboard girl stroking Cerberus in a fearful manner.
 Cerberus let it stay that way, he let the sign girl stroke it according to his master's - Lyota family's orders.

 That made the surroundings buzz again.

'Awesome obedience.'
"It's scary how they've managed to tame the hellhounds so well, Lyota family.
Hmph. It's not a big deal. That's the first form of Cerberus.
You have a tremor in your voice.
And obedient guard dogs are the most terrifying thing of all. They're relentless because they don't listen to anything except their owner's commands.

 Satisfied with the whispering I could hear, I made eye contact with my friends and nodded to each other.

 The whole family came here to show off Cerberus.
 Cerberus is a monster haggle called Cerberus, and even though he's wearing a collar, there's no guarantee that he won't be defeated by some mistake.

 This is how I brought him to the tavern today, to show him that he's a perfect "tame dog".

 And then something else happened to our advantage.

I ain't shaking, my voice!
You were shaking.
I said, "Hey, man!
What?

 A fight broke out at a distance.
 I thought one of the men had flipped the table over, but the other man kicked the table away.

 The table that was kicked flew toward us.

 The table flew straight at me, and Cerberus chewed on it.
 He barged in front of the table that flew at me and crushed it with his big mouth.

 The table of eight people was shattered in an instant.

'Guruuruuru ......'

 Cerberus let out a low growl, "Where is the enemy of the Lord?" and once again he returned to his fierce face.

 An unplanned happening, but nice.
 The world around us is quiet, the hell reformed Lyota family's guard dogs are overwhelmed.

'It's okay Cerberus, that was an accident. We have no enemies.

 I said quietly, and Cerberus stopped growling and got down again to strike a pose that was easy for the sign girl to pet.

'That's great ...... really taming them and making them listen to my commands.
I'll tell you what, look at that dog, you're not even eating.
Really. What does it matter?
'Dogs are creatures that grade the house, and they don't eat themselves before the patriarch eats them.
The patriarch of the family... ......

 With a whisper, his eyes focused on me.
 Conveniently, I took a bite of the food that had been brought to me.

 After I ate, Cerberus began to eat as if he'd been forgiven.

 That brought more cheers.

'Awesome Lyota family!'
I'll surprise you every time, Ryota Sato.
He's a horrible man. ...... Let's not do anything but antagonize that family.
Yeah, I'll keep reminding everyone I know.

 Listening to the whispering around me, I was satisfied that Cerberus was now completely recognized as my dog, and that the rumors were likely to spread afterwards, and that my purpose for coming here today was completely fulfilled.

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 I go home and relax in my room.
 I was just about to go to bed when I heard a knock on my door.
 I was about to go to bed when I heard a knock on my door.

 It's a strange, awkward tapping.

Who are you?
It's me, master.
Cerberus.

 I got up and opened the door. Cerberus was sitting in the hallway.
 He was sitting entirely like a bee statue, a loyal dog, but he was still intimidating because of his large figure.

'What's the matter, didn't you like your room?'
'No! No, it's not! Thank you master. I didn't expect you to give me a room too.
"Right. ...... Hmm. You can't even get in and out of a human room well.

 I gave Cerberus an open room in the mansion, like the knock earlier, but I don't think it's easy to use.

I'll call a contractor tomorrow and remodel it to make it more livable.
'No! It's okay, I'm just happy to die in a room with a ceiling.
'I'll hear that line again in a week. I've got Emily, there's still more happiness left in you than there is now.
...... Thank you, Master.

 Cerberus got down low and turned to look up at me from below.

'I'm happy to be picked up by my master, I never dreamed I'd be able to sleep in a warm meal and a warm room.'
Okay.
So, thank you so much, master!

 Cerberus' face as he talked about it looked happy.
 I was satisfied with the fact that the haggler, who had been forced to scavenge for garbage and leftovers, was able to make such a face.