My Story Of Becoming A Werewolf

My Story Of Becoming A Werewolf
Basic Rosse. What do you want?


"No. I'm fine," I danced a long breath holding it briefly in my lungs, then exhaled it slowly. "So you can explain... What does this welcoming party mean?!!"


"Don't get angry Rin. We made all this just want to surprise you. This party is to welcome you as a new employee here" said sister Cia.


"You are too much. I thought it was real. I even slammed Tobi hard, "pointing at Tobi who was still sitting there.I really can't imagine what could happen next. A little late I must have changed here.


"You don't have to feel guilty about Rin. I'm it's okay. I've been used to experiencing it in training," Tobi stood up to us. He wanted to show that he was okay.


"Yes, this welcoming party was supposed to be held yesterday but Rosse gave me the idea to prank you tonight, during the full moon" Cia continued.


"So this was all your idea Rosse? But why the full moon?" I looked at Rosse.


The others also looked over as I asked that. Rosse did not answer. He just looked away from the window. What's he thinking? Does he want to prove that I'm a werewolf, using someone else's hand? Does he still suspect me? Or the... There's no way you could have believed my words this morning to Sindy, right? Silence for a while, then suddenly Tobi again groaned in pain.


"Dark... My back still hurts a lot" He seemed to be trying to shift the conversation that was now beginning to feel awkward.


"You said you used to experience it during practice, then why still whine?" my reply mocked Tobi. I better follow his wishes. If Rosse won't tell me why, it's okay.


"Who would have thought you were so strong. I don't dare to look for trouble with you anymore."


"I'm sorry, wrong itself is also too serious to prank me. I was so scared."


"You should have seen your frightened expression. You look like a werewolf who's really scared of silver" Rosse sneered as he folded his arms around his chest.


"Everyone is afraid of being threatened with a dagger!" I said.


"But Rin, this dagger is blunt," Rian fiddled with the dagger's eyes in his palm. I don't know since when the dagger was in his hands. "I just wanted to stick it on your cheek instead of scratching it."


"I... I was panicking too much. But you said you wanted to scratch, just now!"


"Hehe... My fault."


I snorted in annoyance. "By the way Rian, is that a real or fake silver dagger?" I was a little curious.


"It's real" Rian said, grinning at me.


I was quite surprised to hear that. What if that dagger really touched my skin? They can tell I'm a real werewolf. But where did they get that thing? As far as I know the silver dagger is a weapon that only the monster hunting sect has, and it is not freely traded. Did any of them have any relation to the monster hunter sect?


"How about you touch Rin?" Rian suddenly suggested something strange to me.


"What?! Ti's... No. gabe. I'm not interested in anything like that" I took a step back.


"You're not really afraid of silver, are you? Like a werewolf or are you a night monster?" Rosse walked very close to me.


"Your imagination is too high. Do you believe there are nocturnal creatures in this world?" I said a little nervous. Why would Rosse corner me like this? Did he realize anything?


"Seeing from your reaction it seems like there's something you're hiding from us. Why are you nervous?"


"Curtain!" basic Rosse. What do you want?


Rosse took the dagger from Rian's hand and thrust it at me. "Take this."


Relax Rin. You can hold it for a while and then immediately put it on the table. Nothing will happen when my finger touches the dagger... E'S? I don't feel anything. This dagger is not silver. When I looked at it more thoroughly, it turned out that it was just plastic. I stared coldly at Rian. He turned his back to us while trying to hold back the laughter. I can't stand to see it anymore. Furious I threw this plastic dagger and it hit his head. It's not that Rian Mala stopped laughing all the more. Do you think I'm that funny in your eyes?!


"Haha... Ouch... My stomach hurts so much. You're really funny Rin."


"Rian!! You pranking?!! Do you want to get beat up?!!"


"You stupid wolf. Come beat me up if you can," ridiculed Rian. He has been far away from me.


"You asked for Rian!!"


I chased him around the messy tavern room from my previous fight with Tobi. Rian was quite nimble to dodge. Sometimes he turned the chair around so I could have trouble catching him. But that cannot hinder me. I kept chasing him until sister Cia snapped at us. Hearing that made me and Rian stop while looking at her.


"That's enough! It could ruin my shop if you guys were chasing around here."


"He started," pointed me at Rian who immediately turned to me.


"I don't care who started it. You'll have to clean this up later."


"alright. Sorry sister Cia," we said apologizing.


"Ep... Gawd... Everyone, let's eat together. I've prepared it, "the person I realized disappeared was preparing a dish for us on the other side of the room.


"Gee... Asik, I haven't tasted this legendary sweet dish in a long time. Seven color lotus cake," Tobi said excitedly. He was the first to arrive at the table.


"Didn't your back hurt? Why are you the most excited?" syndicate Rosse.


"If faced with Seven color lotus cake, all my pain goes away instantly."


"Oh... So this is the Seven color lotus cake you talked about. It looks so pretty," I said.


As-name. White cream-clad cake decorated with lotus flowers on it with seven different color petals, so manawan on this patterned round table. In addition to this special cake, on the table is also available a small plate along with a fork and coffee latte. I hope this time the coffee doesn't have the dope. I took a seat between Brother Cia and Rosse. To the right of Cia's sister, Hanna, next to Tobi and to Rosse's left, Rian. Sister Cia started cutting this cake into seven pieces with each piece getting one lotus flower petal. I love to eat this beautiful dish when I receive it, but on the other hand I would love to taste it. I got a cut of yellow petals.



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