Free Isekai Reproduction Life with an Endangered Demi-Human Onee-san in the Forest of Certain Death ~My Mental Stat Is Pathetically Weak, But After Transferring, I’ll Live for Myself This Time~

Chapter 103: More Solid Advice Than Expected

“Good… morning. Big Sis is about at her limit, so… can you send me back to the forest?”

Sandria says, waking me up.

Nggh… What even happened last night?

I glance around. Empty room, neatly tidied, just me on the bed. Everyone’s up early, huh?

“Oh… morning. Right, didn’t notice. Say hi to Lamialka for me.”

“Limit” means that kind of urge. Lamialka’s probably top-tier in demi-human libido. Next is Bes, then Sandria and Putyuera tied, and Shurea last. She doesn’t mind thriving, but being tree-based, she’s a bit reserved compared to others. Guess those with extra equipment stand out.

Sandria’s gotten blunt lately, saying what’s on her mind. That’s good—makes me happy. She came to wake me? Sweet. Wanna pat her. Thinking back, she was all aggressive protecting Lamialka when we met. So cute now.

“Cool. Call me if you need me.”

“W-Why are you patting me?”

My hand moved on its own. Can’t help it—it’s… instinct.

After stroking her smoky-scented brown hair, the timid yankee-chan blushes and gets sent back to Forest of Certain Death. I’ll call her again. Wanna call Lamialka too, but she might devour Karin or Silvia in that way. Kinda scary…

Ugh, I stretch. Time for breakfast. I head to the main room.

“““Foooohhh!!!”””

Kids’ cheers hit me. What’s up?

I open the door. Luna’s leaning on her sword, kneeling, breathing hard. Maia’s panicking nearby.

Bestelta looms over them, nodding smugly.

What’s this?

“Amazing! So cool!”

“Bestelta-sama zoomed!”

“Luna got smashed!”

Kids are hyped. Call her Luna-san, not just Luna. And “smashed” is harsh.

“Kei, you’re late. Beginner course, right?”

“Can I tag along? With guards here, I can step away.”

Hold up, explain! I’m lost.

“Guh, didn’t expect this…”

Luna mutters, frustrated. Did they fight?

“Kei-sama, I’ll explain.”

Karin, taking pity, steps in.

“While I was discussing work with Luna and Maia, the demi-human-sama arrived. Bestelta-sama handed Luna her weapon, and a fight started. Luna lost.”

Super concise. Got it.

Actually, no clue.

“Master-sama, I think Bestelta-sama was testing my skills.”

Luna stands, taking a towel from Maia to wipe sweat. No damage—just tired.

“Testing Luna?”

I shoot Bestelta a look. She’s got guard duties, and last night drained her. My fault, though.

“Exactly. This place is full of Geos followers—can’t leave it to someone half-baked.”

She stopped short, so no harm, she says seriously. Ugh, thought she was just blowing off steam.

“Didn’t you say it was ‘good exercise before adventuring’?”

“Putyuera, you’re on house duty.”

“No way!”

I sigh at their comedy routine.

Ahem. “So, how’s Luna’s skill?”

Bestelta flicks her hair, fasa, facing me like nothing happened. Nope, not forgotten. Putyuera’s sulking behind her.

“Not bad. Her swordplay’s decent, but her tactics shine. She tried using nearby objects—scanning for anything usable. Against humans, that’d be tricky. She’s likely stronger in chaotic, anything-goes fights. But at my level? Those moves are just openings. She needs to plan for facing overwhelming opponents.”

More solid advice than expected. That high-and-mighty tone’s just her confidence. Can’t help it.

Luna’s style is environmental combat, huh? Probably held back, not wanting to toss orphanage stuff as a slave. Couldn’t go all out.

“Also, Kei, get more fighters soon. Luna’s better paired up or in a team. She’d survive solo, but she thrives with support.”

Oh? Makes sense. She’s a disruptor, maybe. Surviving as a slave soldier since childhood, she’s got tricks. Probably shines beside a strong frontliner. Like a soccer winger feeding a striker.

I relay Bestelta’s words to Luna.

“You’re right. Even with the environment, I’d just last a bit longer. Couldn’t track her moves. My self-taught patchwork won’t cut it. I’m no proper soldier… No value as a slave.”

Luna looks down, still blank-faced. A complex about not being a “real” soldier?

Not good—she’s spiraling. Wanna cheer her up.

“No way! I’m no expert, but Luna-san was amazing. I think… she was always moving to protect me, the kids, and Karin-sama.”

Maia jumps in first, despite yesterday’s discipline. So kind.

“Maia’s right. Winning against Bestelta in close-quarters, sudden combat? Impossible for humans. She one-shots Flame Bears! Don’t sweat it. I’m thrilled you prioritized protecting everyone. That’s why you’re our guard. Hiring you was the right call.”

I back her up. It’s true.

A guard who protects Karin and the kids to the end. Cold, but that’s why I hired her. Won’t let it come to that, though.

“…Too kind. I’ll keep improving.”

Her voice brightens. A bit cheered up? Hope so. Luna’s great at night, too.

“…Maia, thanks.”

Luna mumbles. Oh?

“No! You were so cool! I’m, like, in awe…”

Ohh? This is it! Keep bonding, you two. My sanity depends on it.

Maia’s a great hire. No grudges, no two-facedness. Pure, energetic, good kid.

“Ugh, what’s with the morning? I’m sleep-deprived with the great Apostle-sama thriving forever nearby… Starting training now? Yawn.”

Silvia shuffles in, bedhead wild. Uh… sorry. Soundproofing didn’t stop the vibrations?

Maia doesn’t notice Silvia.