Yamiyo no Hotaru

Chapter 115

　That youkai had been observing the humans all along, using their excellent abilities in illusion and stealth to lurk in the forest with its subordinates.

　Well, to be precise, they were aware that at least one human had sensed their presence... but for some reason, that human didn't try to exterminate them or inform anyone else about them.

　It was an extremely mysterious phenomenon, but at the same time, it was a clear fact that had to be accepted. After all, even during the great war 500 years ago when the ground was covered in piles of corpses, there were cases of humans pulling each other's legs for various reasons. With the current balance of power among humans being what it was, such a situation was even more possible. As the observer, they came to this conclusion through their high intelligence and experience as a member of their species.

　...In any case, that wasn't the most important issue right now.

　'More importantly, the problem is what's happening inside, right?'

　It was nearly one hour until the humans would collectively attack the magnificent mansion, 'Mayoiga,' and destroy it. Despite some allies still unable to escape, the others continued their preparations to obliterate the place. Humans, as always, seemed like a gathering of cold-blooded creatures.

　Of course, it was true that this youkai was also forced to wait mechanically due to the lack of internal communication...

　'Now then, what is Yuka-san doing? I wish they would retrieve the target soon.'

　To the weasel youkai, it might not matter much since they could create a substitute as many times as they wanted, but it was different for this observer. Lurking around with a swarm of exorcists buzzing around for so long was unbearable for their mental well-being. They sighed deeply, lamenting their position of having to do fieldwork.

　"Oh no, oh no. Wasn't it said that sighing makes happiness escape? That's troublesome! Very troublesome indeed!"

　While this observer didn't care if all beings in the world plunged into unhappiness, they firmly believed that they, at least, had to be happy. The observer chastised their foolish behavior and, as if trying to put on an air of composure, shook their head in self-reproach...

　"Hmm?"

　...Suddenly, by chance, they spotted a presence within their field of view.

　"Oh my? Oh, oh my, oh my? Is that..."

　For a moment, the observer doubted their own eyes, but then they squinted from the shade of a tree and fixed their gaze on the figure again. The observer pressed their forehead as if trying to see through and carefully observed. They double-checked and triple-checked... and finally acknowledged the person's presence.

　A white fox child among the humans' camp—a presence that naturally blended in as if it belonged there.

　"This might be... No, but wait. Why would someone like her be in a place like this? And why in that form..."

　They murmured, unconsciously touching their chin with their hand and expressing doubt. From the observer's perspective, it was highly perplexing and mysterious to see someone like her in this place, especially in such a pitiful form.

　"Well, well, this is troublesome. Perhaps she's playing 'human games,' or... if she has some ulterior motive, it could cause problems if she interferes with the prey."

　Although the observer had a relationship that wasn't particularly deep, it wasn't like they were complete strangers. In the past, they had interacted to some extent through 'Nee-sama,' and they had even participated in some 'entertainment' involving humans along with the other members of their kind.