Reincarnated as a random race, of course I got goblin.

Chapter 88 - A Romantic Date?

Millibelle's POV

I sigh with relief. I was able to include the Harmekians in the Demigod talks. I absentmindedly attempt to pat the head of the Argos, unintentionally sinking my hand through the tear in space that it is. All at once, innumerable round, squishy shapes crowd my hand, rubbing themselves all over it.

Goosebumps cause my scales to bristle as I carefully retract my hand, the alien sensation of the space which the Argos' eyeballs inhabit lingering. "Oh, I'm sorry." I notice how dejected it looks at my reaction. Its twin, still an Evil Eye, expectantly moves in front of the Argos. 

"Geez, who'd think Undead would be this cuddly?" I mutter as I gently rub its back. The Evil Eye joyfully wags its tail. Jealous, the Argos shoves their sibling away, exposing their back to me so that I may rub it as well. Actually, unless you pay attention to which way its feet point, it's impossible to tell if the Argos is facing you or not.

"We need more arms, so we can pet them all at once."

"S-Shadow! You're awake!" All at once, I split into two just before embracing myself in a hug. 

"I'm so sorry I did that to you." I whisper, fighting back tears of joy as the gnawing worry that she'd never wake up again leaves me.

"It was my own fault. I should have taken a bit longer before finishing the Spring. Then I might have been strong enough to survive that hit." My other half whispers back. "Now I'm back, and I'll do my best to never end up like that again."

We recombine, once again becoming one. I'm then swarmed by lovesick Undead. Seems rumors of pets being distributed travel fast among them, even the Death Knight is here. 

The Tongue Leech worms its way onto my shoulders whilst the Osseous Slime wedges its 'head' under my right arm. Somewhat hesitantly, the Death Knight kneels in front of me, lowering its head so that I may pat it. 

Despite it being an odd scene, I'm thankful that they're like this and not cold, emotionless husks like most undead are portrayed. Perhaps their behavior is influenced by my wishes, but I wouldn't want it any other way. I smile warmly as I pat the bony helmet of the Death Knight. 

A loud gasp shatters the mood, as all present look at the source. It's Sakaya, the Grand Priestess. She looks upset, and is running over to us.

"Me too! Don't give all your love to your servants!" She exclaims, somehow completely ignoring the fact that I'm surrounded by Undead. She sits down in front of me and closes her eyes expectantly. 

"Oh no, I just caught up on your memories. Is this the 'eros delusion' lady?"

"Yes..." I reply to Shadow as I gently pat Sakaya's head, making sure my sharp nails don't rake her scalp.

"She's kind of cute though."

My entire face becomes hot, and I'm sure that if it wasn't for the velvety fur coating it, I'd be beet red as well. The Tongue Leech curiously nuzzles my cheek, sensitive to the flow of blood beneath. It's actually grown a bit since its birth, and shimmering patterns of azure now cover its skin, no doubt due to me feeding it small amounts of my own blood. 

It's able to sustain itself for a week on just a few drops of it, so it's much more efficient than any other kind of blood available. I'm more or less the only one willing to donate anyway...

"Miss Sakaya, was there any specific reason for your visit, other than requesting pats on the head?" I ask sheepishly.

Her face lights up, no doubt remembering why she came here in the first place. "I want to request a date! Even though you're my special one, I don't know much about you, so I wish to go on a date so we can get to know each other better." She smiles sweetly.