That Unique Monster Who Just Got the 'Consciousness' Passive Skill

Then there was my last question. "Are you done with it yet, you little rat?"

Interview time was over. The big guy grunted in surprise, instantly turning back into the snotty mess of tears he was moments earlier, as if his composed self as he answered my questions calmly had just been one of my delusions. I called it a day. Crackling my neck to both sides, I had to stand up and—

The priestess immediately gave a start. She understood my question was hers to answer. She only replied with a squeak, though. After lifting her long, white and blue priestess' robe, standing on her staff, she tried to run off.

How could she abandon my hero?

She was unworthy of him. I intended to do him justice then. Being a coward, just like the other humans, I approved of her rational decision to use other's life to save her own—I already knew, might is what makes right—but couldn't approve of her offending my hero friend.

Yes, today, I had decided to love, too! I loved my hero. That was why I couldn't just let that go unpunished. Her poor chubby boy had spent the entire time talking to me as he sweated and stammered his way around not dying without protecting the priestess… and she just walked away?

I still stood in front of the chubby boy who blocked me with his bulk. After I called her out and told her to come back right this instant, she only squeaked again, like the rat that she was. As she stood up, she bolted onward and went on the run. Looking back down at the big man, he only lowered his head and heavily frowned.

Heaving a sigh, I shook my head. Unlike me, he wasn't disappointed by the lack of love in the priestess' heart. No. That man was more than happy to see her run off on her own and survive after she used him as a meat—no, fatshield.

Surely, we weren't expecting any heroic attempts to save them both on her behalf, but damn, it still stung to see her abandon the big guy so easily. I briefly told the big guy she wouldn't get away with it. She couldn't. Not under my watch. And now wasn't the time to slack off. As I jumped past the huge bulk, the big man desperately tried to grab my leg, keeping me behind. I kicked his head and sent him down. Right after I touched the earth, with Quick Pace, I dashed along the distance, at full speed.

Suddenly, the girl tripped on her long priestess' robe. In her panic, she cursed, trying to get up and fast. She was on all fours, trying to get herself up. But I was right behind her, diving at full speed, cornering the rat.

Further escaping was impossible by now. I landed on her back. Pressing her down on the ground, I was pinning her arms down as I felt the priestess trying to slip away. Still on top of her rear, she tried to kick me off balance with her legs, I leaned in to her neck, and whispered to her ears she couldn't get away with it.

With her face on the ground, she shrieked and cursed the monster... and then I bashed her head in with a rock. Limp, she offered no more resistance. Thus, I just took the trash out. Standing back up, I turned to the big guy, pumping a bloody fist in the air. My shoulders heaved, as I waved my fist at the sky. "Saw that, big man?! Got her down! That's… 'cause I love ya! Yeehaaaw!"

The big man cried, started a rush toward me, and as the giant's heavy steps resounded throughout the whole forest, shaking trees and scaring birds, I thought the big man might have wanted to shake hands with me before we parted, or even give me a hug, who knew, but that wasn't it.

It was the first time someone yelled at me I was a monster and I was somewhat okay with it. My hero then swore to kill me, throwing sluggish punches my way. After I evaded him, I jumped up. In the air, I twisted my body around, and with a quick movement, I slapped the hero's face the strongest I could. After I did so, his eyes went white. He lost consciousness.

Before I left, I paid my respect, bowing slightly to him.