Side Story 43 《Saintess Party》Elma’s POV 39: I’ve Had Enough With You, You’re Fired, Pig…

"…Haah."

The pig was curling up in the corner of the room just like Arcadia was

up until a while ago.

Looked like he was still very shocked by the fact that he was just a

sweaty fatty by human standard of beauty.

"Hey, get over it and cheer up already."

This was the first time I saw the pig being so depressed, so I tried to

cheer him up but,

"..."

――Glance.

Haah… the pig just powerlessly took a glance at me, before looking

down again in a gloomy manner.

"Looks like we're dealing with a rather serious case of depression

here…

"Good grief…" I shook my head.

Ophir, who was chewing on a piece of dried meat in a manly (?)

manner, swallowed and said, "I say, ain't he just shocked by your

transformation?"

"Huh?"

Well, he did fall over heels for me at one point, so I guessed that

might come as a bigger shock to him, but… the change

wasn't that drastic, right?

Right?

But.

"No, I'd had some suspicion for quite a while actually… and I was

like, 'Ah, I knew it'…" Porco muttered.

"...Huh?"

"Dahaha! 'Ah, I knew it' he said!"

"Shaddap!? Stop laughing, you muscle maniac!? In the first place, no

one asked for your opinion!?"

When I yelled at her, Ophir took out a new piece of dried meat out of

her leather bag and said, "Well, don't be mad. Here, have this. It'll

calm you down."

"No, I don't need that!?"

"Ah, can I have it, then…?" The pig weakly raised his hand.

"Ou, here ya go," Ophir nodded with a grin.

"Wait, why are you eating it!? Then, I'll have one too!?"

And so, the three of us began to munch on dried meat together, but

a thought suddenly came to me in the middle.

Eh, hang on a second…

Why am I eating dried meat too…?

But, it's quite good…

Right then.

"—We're back."

""""!""""

Magmell and the others, who had gone out to check on the

surroundings for caution's sake, returned.

Looked like they had also bought groceries. Magmell put the paper

bags she was carrying on the table and asked reservedly, "So…

how's Porco-san…?"

"Well, you can see for yourself. Even though I called out to him, he

wouldn't respond at a—"

"—Welcome back, my goddess."

...Mm?

The pig stood up promptly, and I blinked in surprise.

Then, with an awe-inspiring look on his face, he said, "I apologize for

the inconvenience I've caused. But this humble Porco can't be

depressed in front of the goddess, so I've regained my spirit!"

"My! That's good!"

"..."

Hey—hey.

Seeing the disparity in treatment, I couldn't help but tightly clench my

fists inwardly.