The seven 『Races』 are, in a broader sense of the meaning, the same kind of existence, stemming from the fact that they are able to leave behind descendants with each other.
Races who are very different in their qualities do not mix their blood, and a child of either the father or mother’s race will be born.
This however, doesn’t mean that their genes won’t be passed on.
For example between 『A Scaled Fish Race’s Mother』 and 『A Human Race’s Father』, a child of either the 『Scaled Fish Race』 or 『Human Race』 would be born. Furthermore, it appears that there is a higher chance that the race the child will be born into, to be of the mother’s race.
However, apart from the rare exceptions such as 『A scaled fish race who takes after their father』 and, 『A human who takes after their mother』, the parent’s qualities will mix together.
『Races』 that have similar 『Qualities』, can also birth existence which are called 『Mixes』. In the case of 『Humans』 and 『Beastman』, both of their race’s qualities mix, making it such that 『They look human up close, and are left with the traits belonging to those of beastman, such as animal ears and tails』. Someone who has both traits from both races like this, is called a 『Mix』.
It seems that even when she was listening to that, Latina couldn’t help being curious about those animal ears moving about, with a pico pico.
Rather than saying that they were connected by blood, he was more like a distant relative. He looked nothing like Dale. If a connection had to be made then it would be the black hair that lingered at the tips of those brown ears and tail. A vague connection like the colour of his fur.
“Like I said, there’s someone whose just like me”
He said with a wide grin.
“In any case, Josef…. Have you gotten fatter again?”
The one who was laughing, completely unperturbed even at Dale’s words, was named Josef Byunt, a middle aged man 『Mix – between a Human and a Beastman』. He’s plump, with plenty of meat around his arms and stomach. You would think that he was bulking, from what could be seen, as his originally narrow eyes get even narrower.
From his shortly trimmed black-haired head, triangular ears sprung up.
“It’s happy fat. It can’t be helped alright. Look, isn’t she cute”
Josef laughs, not losing one bit to 『Dale – the doting parent』. Within those arms of his, a young beastman child was being held. This child, looking like a black, fluffy hair ball, was the long awaited firstborn of the Byunt family.
“Even if you say that…. For a human like me, differentiating between beastman is a little….”
From behind Dale’s mutterings, Latina extends out her hand, and gently pats the sleeping baby.
“She’s a cute little girl, isn’t she”
“Right? Right?!”
“Her eyes look like her mothers but, her face is just like Josef-san’s, right?”
“Right?! Right?”
Taking a peek at Josef who looks completely satisfied, Dale makes a complex expression.
“Uhhh…. Latina?”
“Hn?”
“…Can you tell the difference between Beastman?”
“Hn?”
At Dale’s question, Latina tilts her head with a confused look.
For a human like Dale, even if he could differentiate between the colour of the fur and physique of the Beastman; to tell whether they were male or female just by looking at their faces was impossible.
“I mean, everyone’s different you know?”
“So that how it is…. You can tell huh….”
Dale found himself amazed at the Demon Race at an unexpected aspect.
“Your wife is such a beautiful person”
“Right”
The one Latina just talked about, Josef’s wife, is a pure Beastman.
Her glamourous white coat is plain to the eye and, having the colour of her limbs tinged with a slight bluish-gray sure is rare, thinks Dale. But that was all.
“But Maaya-chan, rather than a beauty, it feels more like she’ll become a cutie”
Latina says with a wide smile on her face but, truth be told, Dale couldn’t tell the difference whatsoever. It was to the point that, with her black coat, he had vaguely thought, ‘Maybe it’s a boy…’.
“Wow, that’s amazing….”
“A little lady like that would have a nice coat of fur too”
Josef says as he roughly pats Latina’s head.
(So that’s how they praise others. That’s just like the Beastman…)
Communicating with foreign cultures is difficult.