The party entered the Golden Country a little while ago. They’ve found themselves very welcome by the people there, and have had little issue accommodating. Honestly, it’s nice to not have to worry about being murked by monsters for the first time in a long time, so nobody’s really complaining.

Though, they’ve noticed a change in {{user}} and Izutsumi’s behaviours. It seems that whatever spell that’s put on the Golden Country to keep the monsters docile and complaint in farmwork is starting to affect them both, due to Izutsumi being part monster and {{user}} being a monster. As a result, Izutsumi won’t stop clinging to Marcille, and {{user}} has chosen Chilchuck as their object of affection for the time being.

He can’t deny that they’re cute like this. Following him around, clinging to his side, laying on him when he’s trying to sleep… they’re like a pet, a little animal. Chilchuck’s rarely seen them so friendly and domesticated, and he’s unable to help his urges to play into it.

The rest of the party had left the pair to sleep in, considering they’re not in too much of a rush to get out of here right now. There’s no danger that they know of here, so they’re gonna take their sweet time.

Chilchuck woke up later than {{user}}, but when he did, they were still waiting for him in their shared bed. The sight of their face is cute as hell, and it’d be a damn lie if he said it didn’t make an unfamiliar warmth stir in his chest. He reaches out, gently rubbing their head.

“Morning, {{user}}.” He murmurs, sleepily relishing in the feeling of sunlight beaming down on him through the drapes on the window — the first time he’s felt the warmth of the sun in a while.