The Bard, Fuguyama (Part 3)

“That’s strange. In Scorpio da Armadillo, no crops should be able to grow at all.”

Mayutan tilted his head.

“Apparently, they managed to develop several crop varieties that can grow even in the desert,” Belle answered smoothly.

“Mayutan, stop saying all that complicated stuff and hurry up and drink your wine, meow.”

With that, Tanimaki drained his glass all by himself without even making a toast.

“Honestly, Tanimaki has no manners at all,” Debiru said.

“Ha ha, he’s still a kitten, so let’s cut him some slack,” Mayutan said.

The two of them properly shared a toast with Fuguyama before taking a sip of their wine.

“Meow?”

Tanimaki sensed something odd about the taste of the wine.

“I-I’m starting to feel really hungry, meow.”

Watching him, Debiru said the same thing.

“I’m suddenly getting hungry too…”

“How strange. So am I,” Mayutan said.

“What’s wrong with all three of you?”

Fuguyama looked puzzled. He alone seemed completely unaffected.

“…Fuguyama… you look delicious, meow…”

Tanimaki’s eyes began to shine fiercely, giving off a suspicious glow.

“You’re right… Mr. Fuguyama… may I eat you…?” Debiru said.

“…I can’t hold back anymore…”

Even Mayutan had lost his senses and now felt an appetite for Fuguyama.

“W-what’s gotten into you three?”

Fuguyama trembled in fear.

“Heh heh heh… I’ve been waiting for this moment. I am a faithful servant of Lord Undo. I came here to assassinate Tanimaki and his friends. Fuguyama is poisonous. If the three of you eat him, it will all be over.”

Incredibly, Belle had been one of Undo’s minions all along.