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323 pages, Hardcover
First published May 22, 2014
"See? He’s not so bad. You can make friends with anyone, so long as you can communicate with them.""Yep! You’re right, Rudeus. Honestly, Mother's such a silly liar!"
"Honestly though... 'Dead End' felt like a little much. Just how terrified were they of Ruijerd? Those guards out at the gate really needed to get their act together, in retrospect. They probably didn't even think of the Superd as people. They'd been expecting a rampaging, vicious monster; it never even crossed their minds that Ruijerd might be clever enough to disguise himself."
"I'd thought the Superd were a peaceful people who'd simply been misunderstood."
"It seemed that much of humankind knew surprisingly little about the Superd at this point. Many weren't aware that they fought with three-pointed spears or had a red 'jewel' on their forehead; their emerald green hair was the only feature that remained common knowledge. In other words... four centuries after the war, they were deeply prejudiced against a whole group of people based on nothing but their hair color. How could anyone think that was a good enough reason to oppress someone?"
“Rudeus was sniffing my underwear while doing the laundry, and I want him to stop,”
I was immediately forbidden from touching Eris’s panties again. That was kind of a problem, though, since it meant only Ruijerd was now capable of doing our laundry. I wasn’t about to hand over my darling Eris’s underwear to some old pervert who couldn’t help but pat every child he saw on the head. Therefore, we taught Eris how to do the laundry, and it became one of her responsibilities moving forward.
Before too long, however, I happened to spot her furtively sniffing my underwear. Of course, I didn’t raise an objection. A man has to be broad-minded about these things, you know?