Chapter 3:

Ask a Dog to Sit, and they will Cry -- (3rd_Registry)

NELLO & PASTRACHE ~2ND~ :: (THE REINCARNATION STORY OF 'A DOG IN FLANDERS' IN A TRANSMIGRATION NOVEL)


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:: Dear Diary..... Nello is a sweet boy, or tank. I don’t know which is proper to call him. Anyway, he has been in my party since we first met few days ago. Whenever I was in trouble, he would be the first one to come to my side. When I was a child, my mother would always say she would move heaven and earth to make sure I was happy. Now, Nello was trampling over trees, rocks, and the occasional lecherous orcs that try to grab my skirt. He’s very helpful, and kind. I wonder, if he’s really a boy. Maybe, I should reward him by dating him. Ha-ha-ha. Sorry diary, that was a bad joke. ::Bookmark here

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“Okay Nello. Stay here. I’m just going to register my name into the Adventurer’s Guild.”Bookmark here

“H-heh? Wh-why can’t I come with you? I-is it because I’m too fat for the narrow wooden gate or what?”Bookmark here

“…N-no. I just don’t have enough money to pay for replacing that small wooden gate.”Bookmark here

The tank called Nello was unhappy. It was hard to tell if he truly was experiencing such emotion, as he had no face to work with. Even if there was one animated across the side of his armored body, it would be downright creepy as h*ll. This wasn't as convenient as a certain blue engine who was designed to 'have' a face to begin with (#ThomasEngine).Bookmark here

So the best way to display his feelings, was how his 3 meter long gun barrel would droop to the ground. Like a lonely and wilting flower.Bookmark here

A certain Half-Elf girl reached out to pat his limp barrel with a smile. Bookmark here

“I won’t be long. In order for me to level up and achieve money from the fights we get into, I have to register my name into their billing system.”Bookmark here

“Is it really necessary?”Bookmark here

“Even if you don’t need to eat, I still need to eat. Not to be rude, but my biology is different than yours, Nello.”Bookmark here

“Oh. I’m sorry. I didn’t think about that, Big Sis.”Bookmark here

“Its okay. Don’t cry.”Bookmark here

Pastrache ignored the mystical messages that popped up into her face and smiled. She couldn't resist reaching out a small hand to stroke at the end of the Soviet Tank's 76 mm barrel. She beamed even more when the said barrel was lifted up, as if she helped a puppy to recover from depression. If the T-34 had a tail, it would be wagging at full speed.Bookmark here

“But will you be okay, Big Sis? I mean… There’s a lot of people inside. Scary people… almost as scary as a German Tiger tank….Uuuugh.”Bookmark here

“Don’t think about bad things, Nello. In order to survive a long adventure, you need to be positive and always be hopeful. Now, be good and stay put. Keep yourself hidden in the forest. As much as I would like to take you along with me and show you around the city, people would get scared. Also, we keep forgetting to wash off the Dire Wolf, Orc, and Goblin guts from your tracks. That will definitely add bonus Intimidation points to you, and we don't want that.”Bookmark here

“Yes, Big Sis. I understand! I'll work hard and wait right here...Ah, now that you mention it, I think I do need a shower. I don't like the sticky feeling the dogs and the green men left on my tracks. It's disgusting. And I'm too scared to walk into the river. My tank brothers once marched over the stream but got stuck and sunk half-way into the river bed. Their crew left them alone, and all I could see was just their noses sticking out... uuuwaaah...I'm scared now Big Sis."Bookmark here

"Th-think positive, Nello! Have you already forgotten what I taught you!?"Bookmark here

"...Sorry, Big Sis...I failed you...Sniff."Bookmark here

Once again, the 3 meter barrel fell to the ground as if wanting to shoot a cockroach. Pastrache could only sigh, before she patted the iron beast on the nose again.Bookmark here

“Uuuush. Uuuush. I will be back within an hour. So please be patient. If I have time, I’ll get you a souvenir from the city.”Bookmark here

“Oh! Okay!”Bookmark here

<< Your Bond with Nello has increased to 55%. You are now Friends with Benefits+ >>
(A message from the Ethereal Net Drive)
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"Pffffffffft!?"Bookmark here

"Heh? Big Sis? What's the matter? You made a weird sneeze? Are you okay? And your ears are really red."Bookmark here

"Cough. Y-yes, N-Nello. I am fine. J-just... just disappointed in the accuracy of a certain magical notification system that is highly useless!"Bookmark here

"...Who me?"Bookmark here

"No, Nello. I love you."Bookmark here

"Uwaaaah. Big Sis is so nice."Bookmark here

Shoving aside unnecessary mystical messaging screens from her face, Pastrache watched as the Soviet Tank with the voice of a child wave at her with its barrel as a form of good-bye. She returned the gesture, mentally closing any useless screens that were automatically explained to her details of what 'Friends with Benefits' represented.Bookmark here

Soon, she was walking past the narrow wooden gates and into the city. The last thing the tank saw of her from its hiding spot, was her hips waving left and right before the gates slammed shut on her cute @ss. He may not have heard it, but there was this small squeak behind those doors.Bookmark here

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……………………………………………………………………………………Is Big Sis back yet?” Bookmark here

Nyet. It hasn’t been 10 seconds. Please wait a little longer, tovarisch (friend).

"Uguu...So lonely..."Bookmark here

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