Slowly, the girl turns herself towards me.
The elder brother reluctantly guides her hand to approach me.
I approached the girl called Atlas.
How terrible. Her entire body is covered in bandages so that I couldn’t even see her real face.
Her skin was also covered with festering sores, so much so that it’s a wonder she’s even alive…
Although her ears and tail were probably of the same race as her elder brother, it was difficult to say for sure.
Atlas: “You came for business…”
Naofumi: “You somewhat understand.”
Atlas: “Yes… you want me to act as a hostage for my elder brother…”