Kays Translations

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Chapter 33: The Cat, the Fox, and the Dog (1):

The unthinkable happened—the cat, the fox, and the dog were all gathered together.

“A witch…? Hmph.”
“Um, that is the witch…? Um, she’s beautiful. Really, really pretty…”

Pakira and Juicy stared in disbelief.

Why is the witch here—wait, no. That’s not it. A realization hit me.

“She’s not a witch.”
“Hmm?”
“Woof?”
“Huh? Huh?”

I pointed clearly and declared:

“You are not the witch!”
“Eh?”
“Woof?”
“No, no, no—I’m totally the witch. Your master, even. What’s this now?”
“Lies! There’s no way the shut-in witch who hasn’t gone out in a thousand years could come into town! I’ve only ever seen the witch at the forest house or inside the forest! You won’t fool me!”

There’s no way a millennium-old shut-in, perpetually single witch could make it into town alone!
Damn impostor! Of all things, why disguise yourself as the most troublesome witch!?

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Some sort of transformation relic? A mimicry relic? Damn it, a disguise relic!

“Yes, yes. It’s true, Kon does spend about 90% of the year shut inside her house. But look, look—these fox ears, and these three tails. Take a good look! This is definitely Kon!”

She turned slightly and wagged her three tails.

The witch’s three tails were each different in color and texture.

The first tail on the right was silver from base to tip and fluffy.

The second tail had a flax-colored base and white tip—plush and soft.

The third tail was faintly white-flax at the base and had a feathery texture.

So those three tails mean—!?

“Ah! She’s the witch. The real witch!”

It hit me. Three fox tails. A big butt. And that sultry, curvy figure. It’s the witch. No doubt about it. Oh man. It is the witch.

“…Regardless of how you confirmed it, it appears she’s indeed the real witch. Hm. Still, three tails is quite rare. I myself only have two.”

Hearing that, I couldn’t help but glance at Pakira’s tail.

Her two white tails looked the same at a glance—both snow-white from base to tip. Beautiful.

“Um, um, beastkin with multiple tails are really rare. I only have one!”
“Juicy, you don’t have to emphasize that. Also, your skirt. That’s indecent.”
“Ah! Woof—sorry!”

Juicy turned bright red, even to the tips of her ears, and crouched down, hiding her face in her hands.

Cute, though, so it’s fine.

Her tail had a faintly black tip. Not curled, but drooping and spread out.

And striped panties… so they do exist in this world.

I was a little moved.

“Haha, ha ha… what a delightful group you are.”

Of course, the witch looked at me with a troubled smile. I bowed in apology.

“I’m sorry.”
“Good grief, good grief. I feel like I’ve finally seen how Wof views Kon.”
“Sorry. I just never imagined the witch could go outside.”
“Hey now! No no, I can go out. It’s just… from the forest to here took so long I lost count, and I got questioned by the guards over and over. I was so emotionally wrecked and depressed I almost started crying. I was dreading the trip back up until just a moment ago.”

Ah yes. That’s definitely my master, the witch.

Pakira narrowed her eyes at her.

“…She’s like the ultimate form of a dysfunctional human being. So this is a witch.”
“Um, um… I understand, though. I really do! I have an older sister who’s been holed up in the Tasan family crypt forever!”
“Wait wait! Don’t compare me to someone who lives in a crypt!”

The witch grimaced. Fair.

That sister, by the way…
She once fed Rel rotten meat pudding and threw a hot rotten meat pizza at him.
That was the 13th sister, right?

I never expected her to actually live in the crypt.
Isn’t the Tasan marquis family kind of insane?

Then again, I guess it’s a little late to realize that.

“What in the world… Is this the darkness of Tasan?”
“Um, um! No! I mean yes, but also no!”
“So it is darkness.”

It is darkness, isn’t it? Like a black mark on the family history or something.

Probably something you never fully recover from.

The witch seemed amused.

“Yes, yes. You really are a delightful bunch. Well then, let’s start with introductions. I’m Kon, a witch. A Rank I Explorer. People call me the ‘Peerless Witch.’ And I’m Wof’s master.”
“I’m Pakira. A Rank III Explorer, and a member of Torquetum.”
“Um, um! I am Juicy Tasan!”
“Uh, I’m Wof. I’m the witch’s apprentice.”

We introduced ourselves, and I started to feel a little embarrassed.

The witch grinned at me.

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“Wof’s always getting looked after by such kind people, huh.”
“Indeed. Though I suppose you could say he helps me too.”
“Um, um. Wof-sama also helps me a lot!”

“Was that so? Maybe it was.”

The witch seemed to be in a very good mood.
Come to think of it, seeing the witch chatting with others was a rare sight.

“Yes, yes. You’re all such adorable kids. By the way, by the way, Kon was just wondering—koffuffufu~ koffuffufu~ are you two Wof-boy’s mistresses?”

“M-Mistresses!?”

Also, what was with that laugh?

“Wha—whaaa!? Wh-What are you saying, you witch! Normally you’d say girlfriend or partner! Not that I am! I’m not at all, okay!?”

Pakira panicked, her cheeks flushed red and her tail standing upright in alarm.

“Um, um, um… woof. Um, um… mistress… woof woof… woof!”

Juicy fidgeted nervously, her voice uncertain and troubled.
It reminded me of my family dog when it lost its favorite baseball and searched all over for it.

Even though it was the one that buried it in the first place—
I sighed.

“Witch. Why did you say ‘mistresses’?”
“Well, well. Because Kon is Wof-boy’s girlfriend. That makes you two his mistresses, doesn’t it?”
“Girlfriend!?”

That’s the first I’ve heard of it!

“Woof!? Um, um um um um! I—I’m not Wof-sama’s… I mean, Wof-sama is… a fr-friend! A very important friend! Also, the witch is not Wof-sama’s girlfriend!”

Fr-friend? Pakira jumped on the opportunity and turned to the witch.

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“Exactly! A friend! A close friend! And you, witch—you’re not his girlfriend either, are you?”
“Yeah, she’s just my friend. And she’s my master.”

Exactly. We’re friends. Just friends. And the witch is my master, not my girlfriend.

At that, the witch smirked mischievously, her mouth curling in amusement.

What now?

“Actually, actually. You write it as ‘master’… but read it as ‘girlfriend’.”
“No one reads it that way.”
“Absolutely not.”
“Um, um… no. That’s not how it’s read.”

All three of us shot her down immediately, and the witch gave a slightly embarrassed, wry smile.

“Oh my, oh my. You’re all so prickly, for friends.”
“Precisely because we’re friends. So he doesn’t fall for some wicked woman.”

Saying that, Pakira suddenly grabbed my arm and clung to it.

“Um, um! As a friend, it’s only natural I’d be concerned for Wof-sama!”

Saying that, Juicy also grabbed my other arm and pulled me close.

Both of them glared at the witch with sharp, intense eyes.

The witch looked at us—and grinned.

“Hmm hmm. My arms have been taken, so I guess Kon will take here instead.”
“Eh? Wai—”

The witch suddenly dove right into my chest.
Wait, hold on!?

“Fox! What do you think you’re doing!?”
“Um, um! Even if you’re the witch, that’s… w-woof! Not okay!”
“Whoa whoa, now, what are you doing?”
“You fox, let go.”
“Um, um! Please get away from Woff-sama!”
“Hey, all three of you!?”